The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Armin was holding a photo in his hand, and the man in the photo was staring at him with pale pupils, not containing a trace of anger.

The two looked at each other, Armin remained indifferent, his light blue pupils staring at the other person calmly.

Ghost.

Armin looked calm, and the will-o'-the-wisp on his body suddenly rose up, enveloping him.

The will-o'-the-wisp was burning with a crackling sound, but the photo inlaid in the wooden frame was indifferent and ignored the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Wilson's fire poses no threat, danger level, three stars."

Armin talked to himself, staring, neither letting go of the general nor making any other moves.

The situation was at a stalemate.

In the photo, the ghost slowly raised his pale right hand, then gently grabbed Armin as if he was grabbing the air.

Armin's pupils shrank, his expression suddenly became serious, and his bony claws grasped the photo tightly, not daring to let go.

The will-o'-the-wisp on his body disappeared.

"You can attack through the photo frame, but can you only attack the weird? Or is it to consume the weird energy in me?"

Armin looked at his own bone claws, his light blue pupils flickering slightly.

As expected, weirdness cannot overcome another weirdness to cause an attack.

If we must attack, we must first resolve another kind of weirdness.

Armin had come to this conclusion a long time ago. Whether it was the will-o'-the-wisp, the bone claws, or even the weird dolls, they were all based on this theory.

Use ghost coins to gain control of the will-o'-the-wisp. The weird dolls cannot attack beyond the will-o'-the-wisp, and the will-o'-the-wisp cannot absolutely suppress the dolls, so the two can maintain a balance.

The bone claws were obtained from the principal of the Ivy Ghost School, and can have absolute suppression on weird dolls.

This resulted in him being able to control the weird dolls.

Now, the same situation, but much more sinister.

"Although being suppressed by the bone claws, he can still attack." Armin stared, staring at the man in front of him.

The man in military uniform had a will-o'-the-wisp flashing on his outstretched right hand.

Armin tried it, but found that he could not establish any connection with the will-o'-the-wisp, as if he had been cut off from it.

…

Well, the only thing left of his strange power is a bone claw...

The man facing her, after a brief pause, raised his left hand again, in the same direction, and shook hands in the same way.

“…”

A cold light flashed in Armin's eyes, and he pinched the transplanted bone claws fiercely. The photo frame shattered with a "click", and the man in the photo stopped the next step.

But the broken photo frame doesn't seem to be a good thing.

The man in front of him twisted his body in a weird way, his whole body swelled up like a twitching octopus, and everything under his neck turned into tentacles. He looked at Armin fiercely.

“…”

Armin's expression was as cold as an iceberg, and he was not moved at all by the weirdness in the photo. His bone claws stretched out again, vowing to crush the photo frame.

Snap! Snap!

As the photo frame continued to break, the strangeness of the photo became more and more crazy, constantly twisting, as if trying to break out of the photo.

“…”

Armin responded calmly, without any emotion aroused, as if fear was an unfamiliar word.

The photo frame finally broke into pieces.

Armin's hand now only has a thin photo.

His bone claws were so sharp that it seemed that he could tear the photo into pieces with just one strike.

But he didn't do that.

"Come."

Light words came out from Armin's mouth.

The ghostly will-o'-the-wisp suddenly disappeared and reappeared on Armin.

After doing all this,

The relative weirdness was that he seemed to have wilted and turned back into the sluggish man in military uniform, as if nothing had happened.

The chilly atmosphere in the space lingered.

"You need to see more."

Armin said this for no reason and stared calmly at a corner of the room.

The air seemed to be silent for a few seconds.

Then, out of the shadow in the corner, a slender and beautiful figure suddenly stepped out.

If you look more carefully, isn't this Lin Moyi?

"How did you find out?" Lin Moyi asked with a frown, puzzled.

"Your breath." Armin shrugged, sounding somewhat helpless.

Lin Moyi was stunned when he heard this, and looking at the ghost fire jumping on the other person's body, he seemed to understand something.

This guy...turns out he had already discovered it.

Lin Moyi felt an indescribable displeasure in her heart, as if she had been acting flawlessly, but the other party had already seen through her and just kept silent. This made her feel an indescribable displeasure.

"Heh... there's a problem on this ship." Lin Moyi's expression was cold. She had not forgotten Hua Wujue's life.

No matter how much he disliked it, he still needed this guy to fulfill the mission of the Flower Emperor.

"I know."

Armin nodded without showing any surprise, and did not ask why the other party was here.

Lin Moyi couldn't sit still anymore.

"Lord Hua Di told me to cooperate with you. You can let me help you if you need anything. I need to know the secrets on the ship." Lin Moyi said in a cold tone.

"Um."

Armin nodded, his eyes never moving away, still staying on the photo in his hand.

Lin Moyi remained silent, and simply stopped talking, ready to see what this guy was going to do.

"If the contents of this photo are released, he will suffer."

Lin Moyi looked at the photo and suddenly felt a sense of mischief.

It seems that there is indeed a monster inside, and for some reason it cannot come out.

If you tear the photo, this monster will come out.

She was hiding in the shadows just now, watching this scene, but in fact, she was waiting for this monster to come out so that she could take action.

By the way, I want to kill this guy's rage.

"Do you feel anything?"

Armin suddenly asked.

Lin Moyi frowned, not understanding what Armin meant.

Apart from that weird doll in this room, the only thing wrong with this photo is this one. What is it trying to feel?

"no."

Lin Moyi said it crisply, with a hint of doubt between his brows.

"You are dead."

Armin said softly, and then tore the general's body into pieces.

Lin Moyi's pupils shrank slightly, and she watched the photo being torn in half, but nothing happened.

"This is impossible!"

Lin Moyi's eyes were full of doubt. She was sure that such a strange thing definitely existed. How could it be possible for it to die?

"Nothing is impossible." Armin shook his head and said in a serious tone.

"It's really weird. It's just a copy. It's not the real thing at all."