In the middle of the living room, a middle-aged black man in a police uniform stood there with an abnormal grin on his face.

This is not the weirdest place. The weirdest thing is that the body of the black police officer is expanding little by little and rapidly.

It inflated like a balloon.

It only took a second or two for the black police officer to swell into a big meat ball.

And Donald kicked the door and rushed in to see this scene.

Simon covered his right eye and stared at him, looking horrified, the soul of the black police officer was full of madness.

There are two kinds of lights on the soul of the black police officer, one is a faint white light, which belongs to the light of the black police officer's own soul, and the other is a black light, which exudes a black light of crazy evil thoughts.

Evil spirit? Corrupted the soul of black police officers.

The black light and the white light are intertwined, and as the bodies of the black police officers collide, they are rapidly merging, and finally merge into one, as if the souls of the black police officers have been swallowed up.

The black police officer's bloated, balloon-like body turned around and looked at Simon and the others.

There was a look of madness on his swollen face, and he spoke, thinking of a lunatic.

"The most beautiful fireworks, just enjoy it."

So, they witnessed the birth of a "flesh fireworks" together.

"Bang"

Without warning, the black police officer exploded.

Like a splendid firework, it released all of itself in death.

It's really all, flesh, bones, internal organs, skin... and even brains, just sprayed in all directions and sprayed everywhere.

Simon and Donald quickly stepped back, looking at the newly stained blood in the room, a thought came to their minds at the same time: I finally knew how such a terrifying scene came about.

"Damn, is it an evil spirit, why didn't you find it in advance?" Donald growled.

Simon stared at the room with his eyes. He knew that after the black police officer's body exploded, his soul also exploded, and the room was full of broken soul fragments.

This piece of soul fragment exudes black awns and exudes crazy magic energy.

The strangest thing is that these soul fragments give Simon the feeling that they are alive.

After a few breaths, an eye appeared on each soul fragment, and eyes appeared on hundreds of soul fragments, and there were hundreds of eyes, and these eyes glanced at Simon and the others.

Then these soul fragments moved and flew towards Simon and the others.

Simon's face changed greatly, and he pulled Donald back and quickly retreated.

These soul fragments hit the slower knight, and pieces of soul fragments drilled into his body.

Simon's spiritual eyes saw that the soul fragment wrapped the knight's soul and was eroding his soul.

The knight screamed in pain.

"Look at my eyes." Simon yelled, and the knight looked at Simon.

"Simon, what the **** is going on?" Donald said solemnly.

Simon ignored him, the two looked at each other, released the pupil of the shadow with the spiritual eye, and the spiritual power hit those soul fragments, and the power of hypnosis and the power of curse were added to the soul fragments.

In fact, there is no need to look at each other at all, and such unnecessary actions are just to hide people's eyes and ears.

The knight became more painful, rolled on the ground, and there was a strong wave of magical energy on his body, and the Holy Silver Bolt appeared quickly, and it quickly became hot.

Those soul fragments sent out painful emotions, and the power of hypnosis and the power of curse had an effect on him.

Simon cast the pupil of shadow with all his strength, trying to drive out the soul fragments.

However, the madness and violence on the Soul Fragment became stronger and stronger, resulting in a larger-scale fluctuation of magical energy. The knight's Holy Silver Bolt was about to reach its limit and was about to be melted.

Simon gritted his teeth: "Damn!"

He couldn't do it without help, so he stepped over in two steps, grabbed the knight, and absorbed the magic energy in his body.

Deliberately showed the magic doctor emblem, and fully released the magic energy of life.

The Sacred Silver Bolt was effectively contained, but those soul fragments quickly turned their direction, rushed out of the knight's body, and drilled into Simon's mind, trying to erode Simon's soul.

Then it chose the wrong opponent. The Soul Fragment has not yet wrapped Simon's soul, and the power of the Eye of Shadow is fully exerted on the Soul Fragment.

"Go away!" Simon roared, those soul fragments quickly escaped from Simon's mind, the soul fragments were dim and suffered a great typhoid fever.

Others could not see the existence of the soul fragments at all, but in the next moment, the soul fragments burst into light, and the magic energy in the room quickly thickened.

Simon grabbed the knight and threw him to Donald.

Soul fragments absorbed magic energy, and they actually manifested, and pieces of soul fragments became visible because they absorbed enough magic energy.

An eye grew on each piece of soul fragment, and hundreds of eyes floated in the air, and Donald and the others changed their faces greatly.

"Boom~"

Shot, it's Donald.

A bullet with an orange-red light directly shattered one eye, and the bursting flame lit up the dimly lit room.

But Simon's spiritual eyes clearly saw that although Donald smashed his eyes, he did not destroy the soul fragments.

The soul fragment reabsorbed the magic energy and appeared again~lightnovelpub.net~ This guy is a soul body, looking for a spiritual knight. "Simon shouted.

This time, the old cat was forgotten again, and Simon was annoyed for a while.

"Damn, let Schickel come over quickly." Donald roared, calling the only spiritual knight in the entourage.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of eyes quickly gathered, and finally condensed a figure, a middle-aged man with a crazy face.

"Your Essence Mysticism is so powerful that you can actually force me out. Your body should be able to create more splendid and beautiful fireworks." The middle-aged man stared at Simon fiercely.

"Who are you?" Simon asked with a gloomy face.

"Me, I'm a firework maker, and others call me a firework artist." The middle-aged man said quite contentedly.

"Pyrotechnic artist?! Are you Vernon Chemlow?" Donald exclaimed.

The middle-aged man glanced at Donald: "Oh, someone still remembers me."

"Who is this guy?" Simon asked.

Donald looked solemn: "A crazy fireworks master in the last century was able to make all kinds of other fireworks. Most of the fireworks on the market are made by him or improved by him. It's just that this guy is a lunatic. , He was always dissatisfied with his work, and he kept trying to make the most perfect fireworks.

In the end, he even went crazy and took people to make fireworks.

According to the data, when Borosa City held a grand New Year's event, this guy even released hundreds of fireworks he made during the New Year's event, using two or three hundred human flesh fireworks to complete.

Hundreds of human flesh fireworks bloomed in the air in front of everyone. It is said that many people were frightened and mentally abnormal, and some people even left permanent mental trauma. "