Samsara Paradise: vests everywhere

Chapter 963 New Year’s Extra: Fog Chapter·Blood Mist

Sure enough, the weak can only rely on opportunities. Yan Jin was a bit self-deprecating in his heart. His family had no ability to resist when faced with the Mist Trick's attack. If Devouring Strange hadn't appeared unexpectedly, he would not have been able to escape death.

Yan Jin vowed in his heart that he would become a strong man and stand at the top. For no reason, just so that no being can manipulate his life at will.

Based on his own memories with Mist Trick, he deduced that half a month had passed since his death. In his hazy consciousness, he has become perfectly integrated with the fog.

As soon as he thought, part of the fog condensed into an arm according to his idea. It looked like a loose fog was formed, but there was no problem in smashing a car with one punch.

From this, Yan Jin can be sure that humans also have special powers that can compete with the monsters, otherwise the whole world would have become a playground for monsters. Unlike now, a certain degree of stability is maintained on the surface.

What Yanjin learned from Misty's memories was just the tip of the iceberg of the other side of the world. Since its birth for so long, the Mists have been hidden outside the city and rarely come into contact with other unknown beings. So it has some IQ, but not much.

I stayed here for decades and once returned to before liberation. He didn't even have the chance to go back before liberation, and he was replaced by Yan Jin and completely disappeared from the world. Miwugui used his own personal experience to show Yanjin a wrong example. Naturally, it cannot continue on its old path.

I need to go back to the city now. A face appeared in the gray fog, with only eyes and mouth, without any appearance features.

From the battle scene between the Mist and Devouring Creatures, Yan Jin saw that the Mist Creed compressed its body and transformed into a humanoid form to fight against the Devouring Creed. This means that Yan Jin can actually transform into a human posture.

As soon as the thought occurred, the fog with a radius of ten meters quickly gathered and compressed, gradually forming the appearance of a person. A man with black hair and black eyes, who looked the same as Yan Jin, appeared in the mountains wearing clothes condensed by fog.

It seems that I have to take over a body first. Yan Jin looked helplessly at his short and baby-fat arms. The body was condensed, but in this severely injured state, the remaining fog condensed into a three or four-year-old Yan Jin.

This kind of appearance is not suitable for activities in human cities at all. It's not unsuitable. If you don't want to be directly exposed, you need an adult body for the time being. Yanjin is not a real thief, so he will not block the road for no reason and kill people.

It turned into mist and floated up into the sky again, disguised as a small dark cloud, approaching Wancheng where the family was originally going to return. This is a city with a long history and not very rapid modern economic development. It has a certain tranquility that does not exist in big cities.

Yan Jin did not rush into the city recklessly, but waited outside the city. After nightfall, Yanjin landed on the edge of the city while maintaining a foggy attitude.

Taking advantage of the night, Yanjin entered Wancheng in the foggy form and walked through the dark alleys. In this modern society, there are surveillance cameras and street lights everywhere, and it is not easy to hide your identity.

In other countries, Yan Jin's first choice would be the so-called slums, where a group of guys who don't even care about their own lives are there for him to take away at will. But there is no such place in his country. Even beggars and homeless people are gradually decreasing. It is quite difficult for him to find a body.

In this regard, Yan Jin set his sights on the evil forces, not only to eliminate harm for the people, but also to use the funds they plundered to help himself become stronger.

Huh? Yan Jin saw a van, changed his original idea, and sneaked into the trunk of the car along the gap. He could easily sense everything in the car, including three menacing men and three fainting children.

He found someone who deserved to be killed more than the evil forces. Yan Jin was not in a hurry to take action, and planned to take a ride with them back to the stronghold before taking action.

Transforming into a ghost did not have any impact on Yanjin. His thoughts were not as messy as before, which meant that his emotions were gradually suppressed. Yanjin felt that he had to take the initiative to find some fun for himself in the future to ensure that he would not be so emotionally disturbed. Easy to mutate.

The harvest this time is not small. After finishing this job, it's time to hide.

These three little ones, plus a few from Brother Xin and others, will keep us cool for several years. A man with a scar on his forehead grinned and said.

Now that there are more and more cameras, it is becoming more and more difficult for us to fool around. In an old city like Wancheng, there are more opportunities to start. Another person complained about the difficulty of starting.

While several people were talking, the vehicle drove in circles outside the city. If Lin Qi remembered correctly, that was the direction of Wangcun. The child woke up amid the turbulence of the vehicle, and was knocked unconscious again while crying.

Brother Shouzi and the others are back. The vehicle drove into a remote house. Someone in the house saw it and shouted to others.

A group of people poured out of the house. The three people in the car dragged their three children out of the car, and the driver also got out of the car.

Hey, Brother Moriko, your car seems to be smoking. The sharp-eyed man who was the first to see the vehicle coming back noticed the fog coming out of the rear of the car again.

Haha... Eleven people! Yan Jin's voice sounded, and everyone was surprised, frightened, and dismissive.

Whoever is pretending to be a god, come out! I will kill you. Anyone who can do this cannot be a good person. The man with his bare upper body and tattoos all over his body is the most arrogant.

The gray mist has enveloped this house, with a radius of ten meters, which is more than 300 square meters, enough to envelope everyone. The children in the house were kept in a small dark room, isolated from the outside world.

Yanjin heard the men's threats and was not in a hurry to kill them. A terrifying face made of mist appeared in front of everyone: You want to kill me?

Pretend to be a ghost! If you don't look at the man's slightly trembling legs, he is still very impressive.

Spare my life!

Help!

There are those who pretend to be calm, there are those who kneel down and beg for mercy, and there are also those who cry out for help. These guys were losing blood and turning into fear. In the end, there were only eleven skinned and boned corpses left on the ground.

After absorbing the blood and spirit of the eleven people, the mist surged and the radius of the covering area expanded by about two meters. Yan Jin also found that the originally gray-white fog had turned a bit grayer. No wonder the color of the fog and fog that he encountered at that time was like haze, making the sky and the ground dark.

Yanjin didn't care about these things, but the death of these guys made him feel happy. It was not surprising that he had killed so many people at once but felt no other way. He did not expect to be a normal person either.

Yan Jin calmly felt the effects of absorbing blood and spirit. The blood is used to expand the scope of the fog, while the spirit is used to strengthen one's consciousness so that the consciousness can be perfectly integrated into all the fog.

Yan Jin digested the fragments of Mist Gui's original consciousness, and at the same time swallowed up these powers. The scope of the misty realm he can control is far from reaching its limit. Until at least two or three mountains are covered, just drawing blood is no problem. This is also the reason why Yan Jin wants to enter the city. It is not as convenient to collect blood in the city as in the wild.

The house was shrouded in mist and mist. Yan Jin found the body of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in the trunk of another black car in the yard. Could it be that they knew he was coming and specially prepared a body for him before they died?

The trunk was opened, and the young man's body was placed on the ground by Yan Jin. He looked handsome, but a little worse than his original body. The mist continued to pour into the young man's mouth, nose and ears, and soon the misty realm completely dissipated.

The boy on the ground opened his eyes, looked at his body with dark eyes, and nodded with satisfaction. Yanjin learned from fragmentary memories that the boy's name was: Shen Huaiyi.

Yanjin opened his mouth, and a cloud of gray mist was continuously exhaled by him, and finally gathered at his feet, forming a piece of gray mist that held his body and flew into the air, towards the direction of Wancheng City.

If ordinary people saw it, they would probably think that they had met a god flying in the clouds and mist. Who would have thought that it would be a ghost?

Isn't this what ancient people called gods? Yan Jin couldn't help but think.