I was reincarnated as the Yokohama Touch Porcelain King

The broken cursed puppet let out a hysterical and weird laugh, which made the listeners feel chills.

The painting style of Brain Hell is incompatible with this world of supernatural powers, but it can be integrated into the world of horror movies without any sense of disobedience. It is worthy of mind control supernatural powers, which is uncomfortable.

The supernatural power users who watched from a distance were not surprised. The information they got already contained information about Brain Hell, but it was not comprehensive.

As far as it can be seen on the screen, everyone stopped their movements and tilted their heads slightly. There were dark red marks in their pupils, and blood and tears flowed slowly from their eyes. Everyone had a black-purple spot in a different position. scratches.

After the screen was quiet for a few seconds, the victims took up weapons and attacked each other, and gunshots, screams, and explosions became the main theme for a while.

Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine a purgatory on earth, not to mention the bloody and brutal killing of each other in the picture. The former comrades pointed their guns at their comrades mercilessly.

In their minds, which have fallen into hallucinations and are controlled by brain hell, they are attacking the enemy and rescuing their companions, but the reality is the opposite. They avoid the culprit, Yumeno Hisaku, and attack everything around them.

"It's really a super scary superpower." Someone in front of the screen chuckled and admired, but this was something Yumeno Hisaku who was still at the scene didn't know.

Yumeno Hisaku patted the cursing doll's head in distaste, disliking its ugly laughter.

The cursed doll is a switch made by the brain hell. I don't know if it sensed the host's dislike. The cursed doll's laughter gradually stopped, and it stayed quietly in Yumeno Hisaku's arms.

"That's good." Yumeno Hisaku showed a satisfied smile, and gently touched the cursed doll's exposed cotton head as a reward for being obedient.

It seems weird that he communicated with the lifeless cursed puppet, but the fact is that the cursed puppet can really simply obey the orders of Yumeno Kusaku, probably because it is the embodiment of the brain hell, so it can be dreamed of. Noku takes control.

Holding the quiet cursed doll, with an innocent smile on his face, he walked leisurely in this purgatory on earth.

Even if a stray bullet accidentally came towards him, it would be blocked by the entanglement he kept.

There are more people controlled by hallucinations this time, and he estimates that it will take a while before they can be cleaned up.

However, the people here have guns in their hands, which are more lethal, and maybe they don't have to wait long, they will almost kill each other.

Thinking of this, he took out the communicator that Bartley gave him before, and the contact side can come to receive the fruits of victory. Of course, the most important thing is to come to clear the field and finish.

He didn't want to go to all the nooks and corners of the entire military base, just to find all the fish that slipped through the net and make up the knife. This kind of trivial matter should be left to Bartley's subordinates. The more people they have, the faster they will act.

He is still too naive in estimating the time, and the speed of moving with a large group of people will be much slower.

By the time Bartley's brigade rushed over, the military base had become quite quiet, only occasionally a gunshot could be heard followed by screams that stopped abruptly.

When Bartley led his people into this place, he saw bloody rivers of corpses everywhere at the door, and he even saw two people choking each other's neck and dying together.

This weird scene made Bartley nervously clenched the gun in his hand, and there were also large corpses and bloodstains when he walked further inside. Bartley had a strange premonition that maybe everyone here was already dead.

When he saw a living person wearing an enemy's military uniform holding a chair and smashing the equipment in front of him, he was strangely relieved for the enemy. It turned out that not all of them were dead and there were still living people.

However, after the man heard the movement and turned around, Bartley gasped, the other's head drooped strangely, and bloody tears flowed from his dull eyes.

The action is like a zombie in a horror story, the only difference is that the zombie in front of him is still alive.

Bartley could guess that the opponent had no self-awareness, otherwise he wouldn't have picked up the gun and shot at them when facing them as enemies, but would have staggered towards them with a chair held up.

With a gunshot, Bartley relieved the man in front of him. All the battle scenes he saw along the way pointed to a terrible fact.

He has also understood why the child sent by the International Ability Bureau said that he alone is enough, and no one else is needed to follow.

All the corpses he saw so far were killed by his own people, and that child could control the will of others to make them attack each other. Thinking of this, he shuddered, because this supernatural ability was really too terrifying and cruel.

As long as I think that I will be controlled and kill my important people without knowing it, a chill will emerge from the bottom of my heart and spread to my limbs.

After all, he was a well-informed general of a country, and Bartley led the people forward firmly, until he saw Yumeno Hisaku standing in an open space, he couldn't help but pause.

This piece of pure land was specially cleaned out by Yumeno Hisaku. He didn't like to stand on corpses, so he threw the corpses around him far away out of sight.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Yumeno Hisaku's tone was a little impatient, their speed was too slow.

He spotted Bartley and the others immediately. In this quiet environment, the sound of Bartley's footsteps couldn't have been more noticeable.

Of course, Bartley could hear Kusaku Yumeno's impatience. He shivered for a while and sweated from his forehead. His voice trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yumeno kept you waiting."

"What's the matter with you?" Yumeno Hisaku looked suspiciously at Bartley who was trembling like a sieve. It wasn't like this when I met him before.

Even the title has changed. I used to call him Mr. Yumeno, but now I call him Mr. Yumeno.

This gave him a feeling of déjà vu. After thinking about it, he realized that this is not what often happens to those unsatisfied black suits of the port mafia.

Ah, I was frightened again.

He blinked and thought nonchalantly, anyway, he is used to being feared by others, and most people who have seen him use Brain Hell will fear him, and those who are not afraid are a minority.

"No, it's nothing, Master Mengye has worked hard, hurry back to the base to rest. You haven't eaten yet, I have already ordered someone to prepare a banquet for the wind." Bartley tried to make himself laugh, and faced the situation in front of him with a natural attitude. little devil.

If it's just death, then Batra is not afraid.

Born in such a war-torn country, he has lived a bloody life since he was a child, and he raised his gun to participate in the war when he was very young.

Every day he dances on the verge of death, and death does not frighten him.

What frightened him was that he was controlled by others to raise weapons against those around him, and it was the unbearable pain and despair just thinking about it.

"I'm not a devil, and I won't use supernatural powers on people casually." Yumeno Hisaku still defended himself, he didn't want to be misunderstood as a terrible murderer or something.

"Yes, Yumeno-sama has a noble temperament, how could he be a devil." Bartley sincerely echoed Yumeno Hisaku's words with a smile on his face.

Who would have thought that under Bartley's sincerity, what he was thinking was: the description is too appropriate, this child is definitely a devil, only the devil can have such a cruel ability.

"There should be a few more caught fish. Remember to clean it up. I'll go back when I'm tired." Yumeno Hisakuzu was not physically tired, but his heart was tired.

He always had a subtle feeling that the Bartley in front of him didn't listen to his words.He could clearly see that the fear in the other person's eyes was still there, and he didn't intend to dissipate at all.

But he can't do anything about being feared by others, who made his brain hell so scary.

Although it is really inconvenient to use it at ordinary times, it is undeniable that Brain Hell is definitely one of the most dangerous abilities in the world.

Especially with the blessing of his mind ability, as long as he can do it regardless of the consequences, no one can escape the ultimate move of brain hell.

No wonder it is said that blackening is ten times stronger and whitewashing is three points weaker.

The Brain Hell restricted by his own conscience is very limited. In order not to implicate the innocent and hurt his own people, he basically has no chance to use the Brain Hell on a large scale.

Unless it is the task of attacking the enemy base alone like now, he can give full play to his abilities,

It's a pity that this kind of opportunity is too rare. Yumeno Hisaku, who is surrounded by crowds most of the time, can only be restrained and dare not attack with all his strength.

If he completely blackened and recklessly used the brain hell, he didn't even dare to think how strong he would be.

Brain Hell combined with his ability to read, no matter how strong he is, he will be hit, because he doesn't need to hurt the opponent, he only needs to enlarge the attack range, and he can successfully mark the opponent if he casually injures anyone within the range.

Then activate Brain Hell to make the opponent fall into hallucinations, and he can easily harvest the opponent. The opponent's brain is blinded by the illusion and cannot perceive his existence, and even dodge is impossible.

But in order not to be crusaded by the brave, I still don't want it. Being a villain is not a good end.

Not to mention the brave men who will come out to fight against the devil, just because the great god Qishen is there, Yumeno Kusaku does not dare to blacken, for fear of being pressed to death by Qishen with one finger, and ten servings of coffee jelly will be enough. Can't save him.

After thinking wildly for a while, Yumeno Hisaku returned to his own base. His mission has been successfully completed, and he does not need to take care of the remaining trivial matters. Bartley will take care of them.

This time the Transcendence certification has been successfully concluded, and the Transcendents who watched the whole process from afar cast their votes one after another.

In the end, Kusaku Yumeno passed the transcendent certification unanimously, officially becoming the only transcendent in Japan and the youngest transcendent in the world.

It is worth mentioning that before Yumenojiu made his move, the transcendents had the impression of him as a fragile oriental porcelain doll.

And after he took the shot, he became a little devil with duplicity in the eyes of everyone.

Probably because of Yumeno Hisaku's relaxed and freehand attitude when using supernatural powers, and his innocent smile in the face of this self-inflicted mass death, which left a deep impression on the transcendent.