The wax liquid on the ground appeared strangely bright, like a white mirror reflecting everyone into it. At the same time, a shrouded mirror also appeared on the ceiling above the head. They all turned to look at them...

"The wax figure comes to life!"

Everyone was attracted by the wax figure's rolling eyeballs, and at the same time stared at by more than 1,000 pairs of white eyeballs. Immediately, these vicious pirates felt dense goose bumps on their backs.

And only Poison Q had sharp eyes. He saw the corpse lying on the ground and quietly stopped twitching. Bista was blinking at him with eyes that looked dead.

"Sigh~"

Poison Q hissed a sigh of relief, his heart was filled with coolness, he was about to make a sound when his mouth closed, but the wax figures around him made a shrill cry that pierced his eardrums.

In the strange reflection of the burning candles around, the surrounding wax wall floated from the ground, and suddenly covered with the huge mirror above the head, forming a white mirror prison.

All the people and wax figures are in the mirror prison, and a mirror is erected on the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain, dividing the entire mirror prison into cramped areas, and countless images are mapped in it, which is intricate and confusing. I can't tell the truth from the false, and even my own sense of existence is being weakened.

There are wax figures and mirrors everywhere as far as the eye can see, reflecting, reflecting, reflecting, reflecting, and the depths of the eyes are engulfed by an unseen chaos.

Chi!

A forest-white arm rubbed the bridge of Poison Q's nose and tore off a piece of flesh. The latter was horrified. As he stepped back, he clasped it with his backhand, and the wax solidified arm was torn off.

next moment.

There are countless arms outstretched in all directions, these wax figures are covered with transparent light, all transformed into the same strange face, there are three crystal clear eyes on the face, especially the eyeball in the middle of the eyebrow seems to be sewn into the face Yes, you can still vaguely see the scars left by the needle and thread.

"My name is Gana, and I like your eyes."

Every wax figure has the appearance of Gana, all the wax figures are opening their mouths at the same time and emitting the same tone, and one by one Gana also emerges from the mirror standing in the ring, watching everyone with gloomy eyes, faintly speaking : "Are you willing to be my collection?"

Boom! !

In an instant, countless wax statues collapsed and melted, countless arms crawled out of the ground, an eyeball on the open palm exuded a crimson light, and the densely packed arms squirmed into a pale hell, shrouded inward. all.

The eerie sound is like a three-dimensional image, covering everyone's voices, and they can't even see the position of their companions, because the dense mirrors confuse the space, and the chaotic sense of orientation makes the brain's senses appear lost.

Poison Q's face was particularly solemn, because the corpse on the ground disappeared, and Bista's corpse was gone.

Chi!

The gun barrel swung into a whirlwind, and the intense firepower shattered the bee pupa's arm, and then the bullets pierced into the ripples on the mirror surface.

"you are the first!"

An eerie voice came from the back of Poison Q's head, and the cold breath brushed against the erect hairs on his neck. Poison Q turned his head and turned around, his arms clenched like a poisonous dragon emerging from the nest, smashing towards him, and the gun barrel spurted out. A dazzling fire snake.

Wearing a white top hat, the heart-shaped glasses attached to half of his head were blown to pieces, but he still grinned strangely and gave a sneer: "You're looking for the wrong person, I'm Zangao, not Jia. That's it!"

Zan Gao's head was sunken and melted, the corner of his mouth was hooked with a playful and gloomy smile, and the circular saw hooked by his fingers rotated back and forth, which just happened to map into Poison Q's shrunk eyes.

The circular saw, which formed a phantom, swayed back and forth, and Poison Q's eyes were dazed for a moment. Gana stepped out of a mirror, and his five fingers directly grabbed Poison Q's face. In the sockets of his eyes, he pulled the **** stubble from his entire face.

Pulling the finger hook, the two **** eyeballs were hooked out intact. Poison Q let out a horrified howl, and subconsciously covered the empty eye hole with both hands. go out.

tick tock...tick tock...

The sound of blood dripping came into the ears like the beating of the heart, Poison Q's face was pale, and then it felt like the whole person was twisted and squeezed by some invisible force, the soul seemed to be pulled out from the body, and the body seemed soft and nothing. , sinking into a sticky, icy sea.

"It's open today!"

In the mirror, Gana's right hand clenched and played with two eyeballs. Poison Q's body appeared solidly in the mirror inch by inch. The blood-filled eyes were hollow and deep, and the whole figure was like a dead puppet whose consciousness was swallowed up. Slowly walked towards the deepest part of the mirror, and soon disappeared.

"The collection behind the mirror is getting richer and richer, hehehe..."

Gana looked down at the corpse of Poison Q's tragic death, a sullen laughter came out of his mouth, and the eyeballs between his eyebrows were turning faintly, searching for the next target to strike.

Almost at the same time as Gana solved the poisonous Q, Bista, who was entangled in black threads, got up from the ground strangely, but he did not appear in the mirrors that surrounded him.

There was a light chirp, and the sound of air tearing to both sides quickly split, and the next moment, Bista shot out from a pile of wriggling pale arms like a corpse~lightnovelpub.net~ fell instantly To the top of Namuel's head.

Muir's tyrannical body was full of torn blood, and those strange arms overlapped with a transparent light, scratching at him overwhelmingly.

Every time a wave of arms is defeated, the force of the murloc karate impact is reflected by the eyeballs on those palms, and then shatters and explodes in an instant.

Around him, there were eyeballs that shattered into scum, and even spider web-like cracks appeared on the mirror surface, overlapping layer by layer.

And every time he looked at those weird mirrors, Muir had a terrifying feeling in his heart, which made him quickly shrink back his gaze, and the outline of his figure in the mirror became clearer and clearer.

Right now!

A sharp black light flashed across the blade of the sword. Bista's eyes were cold, as if he was an unconscious dead person. The blade in his hand was like a icy cloud pattern. , the cutting air is like a cracked silk, and it has already covered the entire straight line from the top of Muir's head to his chest...