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Volume 2 Level 1 Brain Modification Talisman Chapter 40: Nightmare

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    His head felt like it was about to split open, and his whole brain seemed to be set on fire.  Not long after Tony cut off the braided black man's head, his whole body seemed to be on fire.  Of course, if Tony could calm down, none of these feelings would exist. He might just feel a little pain in his head, and then he would be confused and inexplicably act cute.  It¡¯s just that Tony¡¯s eyes were now red with hatred. He dropped the scissors in his hand tremblingly, and then he seemed to remember something and picked up the two guns on the ground.  Putting the pistol away, Tony didn't look at the decapitated body on the ground, put his jacket back on his body, lowered his head, and left the scene in a hurry.  "I am also a person with super powers! It must be! That sudden explosion of flames! It must be my super power! Although I don't know how to use it, this super power really saved my life!" Tony seemed to be thinking wrongly, but he also  Not too far off.  The sudden explosion of flames was actually a piglet mine that Li Minghui threw over for safety.  But Tony's superpower is indeed related to the direction of the fire.  "Haha, I am actually a superpower! This is better. I will find these drug dealers one by one and burn them all to ashes!" Tony's eyes flashed red, and his fair face was stained with blood.  Touching the pistol in his arms, Tony found a hidden place and took out the unshootable pistol.  "I don't know why, but this pistol always gives me a special feeling. Is it because I have awakened my superpower? What is so special about this pistol?" After repeated tests, the pistol still failed.  design.  Tony thought for a moment and put the pistol away.  Recalling Johnny's performance in the video, Tony calmed down and frowned as he pondered his superpower.  "An explosion? It should be. That inexplicable explosion saved my life. It should be an explosion!" After concentrating and trying many times, Tony could do nothing but ignite a weak flame on his fingertips.  arrive.  The impatient Tony tried many times, but failed to use the explosive effect.  Finally, a small flame danced in the palm of his hand, and he slapped the wall hatefully.  The wall was still the same. Tony shook his head helplessly, took out his phone and checked the time. Tony found a motel and checked in.  Throughout the night, Tony had nightmares, but he couldn't wake up from his dreams.  After breaking into sweats one after another, Tony finally woke up exhausted.  Recalling everything in the dream, Tony slapped himself hard twice and walked into the bathroom in vain.  Looking at the bloodshot eyes in the mirror, Tony blinked hard.  For some reason, a very old movie "Ghost Rider" suddenly popped into Tony's mind.  Nicolas Cage's eyes burning with hellfire flashed in his mind, and Tony's eyes suddenly jumped like real flames.  "Is this my superpower? But what about dark space? No, aren't emotions enough? Hatred, hate, sinful souls. Do I need these things?" Tony seemed to have found some feeling, but he didn't know if his feeling was right.  .  Blinking his eyes, Tony dispersed the fire in his eyes, frowned and washed his face.  "Find a few drug dealers and try to see if I can really burn their souls. Ghost Rider? Hum, I am an Avenger, a Stalker, and I will burn your souls out." I have to admire it.  Tony's awakening and a half-baked superpower established him into the ranks of superheroes.  After encouraging himself, Tony forced himself to check out of the room.  Just "Damn it! The Asian should have been killed together in the first place! Damn it!! The painting looks so similar!" Tony grabbed a peaked cap from somewhere and lowered his head to observe the reactions of passers-by.  Fortunately, Tony usually dreams of being a lone hero in America, so he still has some anti-tracking methods.  After swaying until dark, Tony frowned and tried hard to find the drug dealer in the nooks and crannies.  But all the drug dealers seemed to have disappeared. Tony searched for a long time and only found a black gay couple in a small corner.  Finally gritting his teeth, Tony took out his pistol and held it close.  After about a few minutes, Tony stumbled away while holding back vomiting.  Behind him, two strong black men who looked like little ones were trembling and stroking each other's lips~~ "It's so damned! Where have all the drug dealers gone? Am I going to Mexico? Am I going to South America?" Tony's throat was still very uncomfortable.  Although he is now blinded by hatred, he still has some basic judgments.  The two black men just now, under the muzzle of their own guns, actually started acting shamelessly~~.  Thinking back on it, Tony retched a few more times, and finally shook his head, his eyes blazing with flames as he stared at a big man who was committing a robbery not far away.  Maybe it¡¯s because Tony doesn¡¯t look scary enough, or maybe the big guy doesn¡¯t look scary enough.Not afraid of the gun in Tony's hand.  After being attracted by Tony, the robber let go of the little beauty who was taking out the money, tilted his mouth, and started spinning the butterfly knife in his hand.  He looked at the gun in Tony's hand with disdain and raised his chin provocatively.  Tony¡¯s hands were indeed shaking, but he seemed to have changed a lot after experiencing the murder.  Looking at the provocative black man in front of him, Tony suddenly pulled the trigger.  The black man was startled by Tony, dropped the butterfly knife in his hand to the ground, and squatted down holding his head.  But even after waiting for a long time, he didn't notice the bullet coming.  Breaking out in a cold sweat, the black man picked up the butterfly knife angrily and rushed towards Tony.  Tony seemed to be in a very strange state this time. He clearly felt that the revolver in his hand sucked something from his body, but the bullet could not be fired.  For a moment, Tony saw the big black man rushing forward menacingly. He hurriedly took out another huge revolver and pulled the trigger.  There was a loud noise, and half of the black man¡¯s head was blown off.  Brains splashed onto Tony's face, and Tony took a few steps back with a pale face, then sat down on the ground.  "Burn him to death! He's not dead yet! Burn him to death!" Tony seemed to be possessed. He didn't know how he had such a weird idea. He just followed his own instinct, started flames with his hands, and pressed against the black man's body.  The flames seemed to sink into the black man's body, but it didn't burn like Tony thought.  But Tony seemed to feel something getting into his head, his brain seemed to be much clearer, and Tony's eyes began to beat with flames that seemed to be real.  About two minutes later, Tony heard a scream.  Suddenly returning to his hometown, Tony withdrew from that weird state, looked up and looked around, pressed down the brim of his hat, pointed his gun at the screaming woman, and stood up calmly.  The woman was so frightened by Tony's reaction that she shut her mouth and took out her wallet tremblingly.  Tony smiled, walked up to the woman, looked into the woman's eyes, and said softly: "Look at my eyes!" But Tony still thought wrong. The woman looked at the sparks in Tony's eyes with fear.  Ichiban passed out.  And Tony didn't find any soul-burning feeling.  Looking back at the two gay black men not far away, Tony shook his head, picked up the woman's wallet, and turned away.  I don¡¯t know where I put together two sets of clothes. Tony put on a hooded sweater, and the peaked cap was still buckled on his head.  Touching the inoperable revolver in his arms, Tony always felt that his superpower should be related to firearms.  To be precise, it has something to do with the inexplicable revolver in his hand.  Recalling the feeling of burning the corpse just now, although the corpse was not set on fire by Tony, Tony clearly felt that he had gained something from the corpse.  Walking in the shadows of the street with his head lowered, Tony pondered for a long time and decided to find another experimenter to try his super powers.  "Must you kill the opponent? Well, burn the soul? Use the soul of the dead to strengthen my hellfire?" Tony looked at the flames that grew in a circle on his fingertips, frowning and thinking for a long time.  Gritting his teeth, Tony made up his mind, touched the huge revolver, and walked towards a fishnet foreign girl who was soliciting customers.  Throughout the night, Tony seemed to be possessed.  He killed four people one after another, a tall black robber, a street girl soliciting customers, a drug addict who came out to buy drugs, and a young man who was graffitiing on the wall.  As if he understood something, Tony compared the differences between the four people before and after, and finally came to a conclusion.  This hellfire of his own can indeed purify the souls of criminals.  The street girl and the young man did not provide themselves with any nourishment at all.  "That's true. My superpower was awakened by fighting drug dealers. In other words, I can only grow my own flames from the corpses of criminals after killing them. So, what about this gun? Is it really bad?  "Tony checked into a motel, biting into a hamburger, recalling his gains, and finally took out the strange pistol and frowned.  After thinking for a long time and unable to figure it out, Tony shook his head, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.  In the evening, he planned to harvest the lives of some more criminals.  As for whether he had violated federal law, Tony didn't think much about it.  Which of those heroes with superpowers has ever followed federal laws?  It was another nightmare, and Tony woke up feeling exhausted.  Frowning and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Tony was surprised to find that he could no longer remember what he had just dreamed about.  I can only be sure that it was a very bad dream.  After struggling for a long time, Tony walked into the bathroom a little weakly, washed his face, and then looked in the mirror.  "Huh? What is this?" Tony was surprised to find that a small pattern seemed to appear on his collarbone.  Taking a closer look with his eyes wide open, Tony suddenly discovered thatThe pattern the size of a fingernail is the face of the black man he killed yesterday.  After searching around carefully while shirtless, Tony found that the drug addict's face seemed to appear on his armpits as well, with the same pattern the size of a fingernail.  But the street girl and the young man did not appear on Tony's skin.  Staring quietly at the black man's face, Tony seemed to think that the black man was roaring something.  With a sneer, Tony closed his eyes, "A curse? Huh! Is the effect of the curse a nightmare? Huh! I am the curse that brings you nightmares!!" In a trance, Tony seemed to have come to that dark space. Look,  There was a strange red symbol floating in the dark space, and then the symbol disappeared.  It reappears already as a red bead.  There were three strange symbols carved in a circle on the bead. Tony just remembered what the symbols looked like and then exited the dark space.  ¡­¡­¡­ The silver nebula in Li Minghui¡¯s spiritual space is still the same.  There was no change at all due to receiving the new mutant runes.  A red first-level mutant fire rune slowly formed outside the nebula, and then the fire rune seemed to shatter into tiny particles that merged into the silver nebula.  Li Minghui exited the mental space, touched his head, and carefully recalled the first-level mutant fire rune.  "It should be that South Sea Crocodile God, right? Well, let me see what the effect is. Nightmare? Ignite nightmares and absorb nightmares? So powerful? This! Genius! Can you also increase your mental power by absorbing nightmares? This seems to be the only way  One, right? No, no, that 'Glory Poison' seems to be able to absorb glory, but it just strengthens one's body. Well, this South Sea Crocodile God is very powerful!" Back to the room, Tony picked up the gun that couldn't be fired.  The revolver, after thinking about it, pulled out all six bullets in it.  Holding the handle of the gun tightly, Tony concentrated.  The pistol seemed to have sucked something out of Tony's body. Tony felt dizzy and then pulled the trigger.  "Haha, nightmare? Haha! Nightmare! You! No one can escape!!!" (The tattoo on Tony's body is his own hallucination.)
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