Bizarre Detainment Facility: You're Containing a Human Like Me?

This contained object was being used for experiments with consumables.

Those supplies usually come from letters received from some little devils.

The little devil summoned through the letter only exists for ten minutes.

Of course, these ten minutes were enough for them to tear the experimental supplies into pieces.

There are very few beings who can win the title of King.

Nick Ryder's eyes turned to the void around him.

At this time, the space there is fluctuating.

The next moment, a tall figure walked out of the void.

The figure was three meters tall, had an ugly fish head, just like a fish, and held a harpoon in its hand.

Its lower body is a humanoid torso.

"Oh friend, have you made your decision?"

"It's so lonely in hell. I think we can become very good friends."

Nick Ryder looked at this king-level being who walked out of hell with disdain on his face.

"Your name is Faith, right? I'll give you a chance now, go back to your hell."

Hearing Nick Ryder's words, Faith's fish face was filled with astonishment.

Those huge, deformed eyes protruded outwards, and there was unconcealable anger in their eyes.

"Then I have no choice but to break your legs and drag you into hell."

As it spoke, it threw the harpoon in its hand vigorously.

Nick Ryder stood there and raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"distortion."

In an instant, the harpoon was twisted like a twist.

King Fes's body also twisted at the same time.

A shrill roar came from its fish mouth.

"Damn it, it's actually a god!"

As the words fell, the space around it began to distort.

At this moment, space becomes a visualized dark and twisted line.

The next moment, the body of King Fes disappeared into the night.

A fishy smell reached Nick Ryder's nose.

"I gave you a chance to get out, but you didn't appreciate it."

Nicolde murmured under his breath.

He raised his head and looked upward.

There were dozens of planes circling there.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to kill the flies that made him feel irritated.

His hands and feet became stiff, and even his thoughts were slowed down.

The drumming continued all around.

The sound of the drum sounded particularly harsh in his ears.

Just then, a broken doll fell from the sky.

The doll's expression looked particularly terrifying, and it looked at Nick Ryder with a ferocious smile.

In the hands of the doll, there are still faintly visible silk threads.

Those silk threads are connecting to various joints of Nick Ryder.

[Serial No. 137-Puppet]

[Containment level: S]

[Target ability: control]

[Containment conditions; a circular containment room with a radius of 50 meters]

[Combat Ability: Non-combat Weird Life]

[PS: A puppet full of resentment, its desire is to control everyone. 】

[PS: The range of influence of its ability is centered on it, within fifty meters around it, and it will be controlled by it within this range. 】

[PS: Within the scope of its ability, you need to keep moving your arms to ensure that you are not controlled by it. 】

[PS: Human beings can theoretically control the entire world according to every 4. 】

The old men who were playing the drums were not affected by the puppets and continued to play the human skin drums in front of them selflessly.

Just when Nick Ryder was ready to gather his strength to break free from the control.

A clay sculpture appeared in his sight.

The clay statue was as ugly as a clay figurine made by a child.

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The body of the clay sculpture is covered with colorful graffiti, and its two arms are long and short, slender but twisted.

On its face, a chrysanthemum was drawn with a red paintbrush.

This makes its appearance even uglier.

[Serial No. 107-Clay Sculpture]

[Containment level: D]

[Target ability: teleportation]

[Containment conditions: A steel-made containment room]

[Combat ability: watch your neck]

[PS: A clay sculpture that loves its neck, its origin is unknown. Although its arms are thin, it can break your neck without any problem. 】

[PS: When he appears in your sight, remember not to let him leave your sight, even if you blink. 】

[PS: If you accidentally saw him and then accidentally blinked, congratulations, you will walk away without any pain. 】

[PS: During the experiment, more than two people need to be present at the same time to ensure that it is always in someone's sight. 】

The clay sculpture was very fast, when Nick Ryder first appeared in his sight.

It has disappeared.

The next moment, it appeared behind the old men beating the human skin drums.

"Crack! Click!"

Since the eyes of those old men were focused on the drum surface, this happened to trigger the D107 rule.

The next moment, nineteen heads were rolling on the ground.

The clay sculpture was still holding a head in its hand.

The strange thing is that the old men whose heads were twisted off did not stop beating the human skin drums.

The sound of drums remains the same,

Those headless bodies were still beating the human skin drums in front of them crazily.

However, the clay sculpture was not confused by this, and its eyes fell on Nick Ryder, who had his back turned to it.

At this point, Nick Ryder is about to release the puppet's control.

The space around him was distorting.

The visualized dark twisted lines are wrapping around his arm.

His arms began to twist as a result.

The figure of the clay sculpture disappeared instantly.

The next second.

"Lacha!"

The clay sculpture twisted off Nick Ryder's head without any surprise.

But Nick Ryder obviously didn't die so easily.

His arm was twisted to an extremely weird angle.

But it also freed him from the puppet's control.

The clay sculpture held Nick Ryder's head and stood there in a daze.

The next moment, a pair of distorted arms stretched out and picked up the head from the hands of the clay sculpture.

Then, a hand that became deformed due to distortion was inserted into the eye socket of the head.

Nick Ryder directly dug out an eyeball on his head.

The eyeball was suspended in mid-air, staring at the clay sculpture.

The doctor who was on the plane was shaking a bell that didn't ring.

A pleasant bell rang in the cabin.

[Serial No. 077-Butler]

[Containment level: S]

[Target abilities; financial management, management, assassination]

[Containment conditions: Keep away from other contained objects to avoid contamination or use! 】

[Combat ability: Fighting with him will give you a headache! 】

[PS: As a qualified butler, the butler will complete all orders given by the master! 】

[PS: The butler is an illusory existence, and the bell is his true identity. As long as the bell is still there, the butler will not die in the true sense! 】

A middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and a mustache appeared out of thin air.

He looked like a decent gentleman.

"Good morning sir, how may I help you?"