Odd Containment Specialist

Under normal circumstances, waiting for the self-destruction to cool down is a safe choice.

But now Xia Shou has no choice. His depth is decreasing all the time, although there is still a safe distance from the 1,300-meter red line.

But if you consider the [Reaching the Peak in No One] that will be used later, it means that there is no safe depth.

Now, he has no way to gain buoyancy.

To gain buoyancy, you must devour monsters.

Devouring monsters can gain a certain degree of buoyancy, but the maximum number is five.

Once more than 5 skills, the sinking speed will be further accelerated. At this time, swallowing monsters will only accelerate the sinking.

Xia Shou currently has six skills, which is beyond the safe range. Although he can grind the existing skills into residues to forcibly reduce the number of skills, this is equivalent to reducing his own combat power.

At this critical juncture, reducing his own combat power is truly seeking his own death.

And the fusion skills are too uncontrollable, and the risks are beyond imagination. Any slight change in any skill will break the coordination between the skills.

Considering these circumstances, he could no longer wait.

Now was the time to make a decisive decision.

Xia Shou told Su Weiyu about his situation in detail, and her expression became serious.

"In that case, let me go in alone!

The only obstacle to rescuing Su Yue was actually the blood hound, but now I have the ring, and the blood hound will not attack me after I go in.

I just need to bring an anesthetic needle, anesthetize Su Yue, and then put her in a suitcase and take her away quietly.

Those who rushed back from the base will definitely leave again, and I can leave with them."

Su Weiyu proposed a new plan.

"This is your mission, and I have something to do too." Xia Shou smiled helplessly.

Su Weiyu then remembered that the Blood Mother Cult had a special tool that could be used to find the Blood Devourer.

Xia Shou had come all the way to Edinburgh to kill the Holy Son of the Blood Mother Cult in order to prevent the identity of the Blood Devourer from being exposed.

"The existence of the black shadow must never be known to anyone." Xia Shou said firmly.

The Death Recorder told him a long time ago not to tell the people in the Control Bureau about the existence of the black shadow.

In fact, Xia Shou didn't understand the reason behind it at that time. He just felt that the powerful golden finger of the black shadow should not be told to anyone. After all, a man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding a treasure.

But after swallowing Idrisu in the sanatorium and creating the white bone door out of thin air, Xia Shou guessed the truth a little.

He used the shadow to swallow and seal Idrisu, and the white bone door that was born appeared out of thin air in Merlin's House.

And the white bone door is just one of the many doors. There are many doors like the white bone door in Merlin's House, those super sci-fi cyber-style doors, yellow talisman cinnabar doors, and blood and flesh eyeball doors. Each door may seal extremely terrifying mythical creatures, or even more terrifying things beyond the concept of creatures.

These things are not destroyed, they are just sealed.

If one day, I die, what will happen to the things in these doors?

The worst result is that they will all run out and cause an unprecedented catastrophe.

The person who possesses the strange power of Black Shadow is a huge timed nuclear bomb. Once it explodes, it will cause an unimaginable catastrophe.

If the Control Bureau knows this truth, it is foreseeable how he will be treated.

The Control Bureau has countless ways to use him. The Control Bureau will even actively cooperate with him, actively suppress countless difficult-to-handle monsters, give them to him to devour, let him seal, and always monitor his personal strength level and mental state.

When he eats thousands of monsters and the risk is too great, he will be exiled to a distant space to completely eliminate the possibility of him running out of control.

And this is just the mildest way that Xia Shou can think of. There are many other more radical and extreme plans.

The Control Bureau has a large number of banned objects. Those crazy geniuses can use their brains and use Black Shadow's plan to conceive thousands of them.

Anyway, if it really comes to that, Xia Shou will lose his freedom first.

Then, he might lose his mind, body, and more, until he eventually becomes a "human safe" without human consciousness, who only knows how to devour and seal weirdness.

If you figure this out, you can understand how dangerous it is to be confirmed as the Blood Devourer.

Just thinking about the card that the Blood Mother Cult sent someone to send, "The trump card is the Blood Devourer", Xia Shou is now scared.

Edson didn't seem to take it to heart, which was his good luck, but he must not let the Blood Mother Cult continue to bite his tail.

He wanted to nip this tiny risk of exposure in the bud!

"The Blood Mother Cult must not be left, and it's not just my business. Brother Bai's disappearance is also related to An Gang Xiongwu."

Xia Shou added another sentence to prevent Su Weiyu from thinking too much.

Su Weiyu nodded vigorously: "Then I'll rescue the people and come to help you right away!"

"Before leaving, I have something else I want to do." Xia Shou said.

"What else do you want to do?"

"The Blood Mother Cult's simple domain can make metals rust and chemical substances denature, but this rule is also targeted.

Since it is a simple field that is maintained for a long time, the screening mechanism cannot be too complicated. The Blood Mother Cult does not have such abundant resources to maintain a field with extremely low cost-effectiveness for a long time, so it should have a very simple judgment mechanism.

It has been proven that metal bullets will rust indiscriminately and can change without contact with other chemical molecules, but the iron element in our blood is not affected, and we only have a level 1 [walkie-talkie], and the internal parts are not rusted.

So I think we still have room to increase our chances of winning. "

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The blood-red human in luxurious religious uniforms was squatting in the pink bedroom. His three-meter-tall body was stuffed into the small bedroom, like an adult sitting in a rocking car. It was indescribably weird.

His black pupils without whites stared at the trembling girl in front of him without blinking, and his lips murmured as if he was talking.

Around them, long blood-red shadows kept twisting. They were attached to the blood stains on the walls and the ground, crawling darkly, appearing and disappearing at the edge of people's vision, and occasionally making low dog-like whimpers.

Many believers stood at the door, looking at this weird scene in fear, and no one dared to step forward.

They were waiting.

Waiting for the person who could really make the decision to arrive at the scene.

After an unknown amount of time, the red sedan chair was carried onto the aisle, and the Son of God asked behind the beaded curtain: "Who can explain what happened?"