"Are you kidding? This thing can actually split?" Wen Zhong seemed to have seen something incredible, and his face became very ugly.
In the Da'an City simulated by the ghost domain, in the city center to be precise, Ghost Silk is moving quickly, and so far it has not found anything unusual in this fictional city.
After all, the ghost realm can not only deceive living people, but also deceive evil ghosts.
Soon, Guisi came to an intersection in the city center close to the western suburbs, and started to wander there, but then fell silent. Until now, the development of things has been relatively normal.
Just when Wen Zhong felt strange, the next moment, a surprising scene appeared.
The ghost threads actually began to split, and one ghost thread after another began to build an old building that seemed to be spliced together from discarded materials at the intersection of the city center to the western suburbs in the ghost domain.
"Wait, what's going on?" Wen Zhong's expression suddenly changed. He had never encountered such a situation before, as if something had invaded and modified his ghost domain.
"Damn it, there is a powerful ghost modifying my ghost realm!" Wen Zhong almost yelled. He felt that his ghost realm was out of control at this moment.
"Modify your ghost realm? What does this mean?" Ochiai asked immediately.
Although he has done some research on ghost realms, there are too few ghost masters who own ghost realms. Before he left Dajing, only three people were known to have ghost realms. Of course, there are more now, but they are no more than a slap in the face. .
"Ghost silk appeared in a building, very similar to the building Du Baige said at the meeting, but how is this possible? I didn't operate the ghost domain to show such changes at all."
Wen Zhong raised his hand to display the entire ghost realm, and the turbid gray light and gray-white ghost bacteria filled the entire laboratory.
In an instant, an illusory city appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the most conspicuous one was the city's center toward the western suburbs.
A hotel that was originally located there was now surrounded by countless ghost threads, and soon turned into a building that looked like countless construction wastes spliced together. The surface of the building was full of pits and holes due to disrepair. The resulting holes will reveal black-red light from time to time.
Ochiai's expression changed slightly, and he immediately called up the satellite map of Daan City. After repeated comparisons and confirmations, he found that this building did not exist in reality.
"Take back your ghost domain immediately. This should be the so-called counter-invasion. This evil ghost is definitely not simple. I am sure that you have not triggered the killing pattern of that evil ghost, but it is still targeting you."
"It's useless. Even if I take back the ghost domain, this weird building will still exist." Wen Zhong said with a frown.
The ghost fungus completely subsided at this moment. A black-red haze replaced the gray light of the ghost fungus and began to fill the laboratory. The lights in the entire building also began to flicker, and the internal structure of the entire building was completely changed. .
It was as if another building had invaded and replaced the building Wen Zhong was currently in.
"Professor Ochiai, retreat quickly. Something is wrong. This thing is too weird!" Upon seeing this, staff members wearing protective clothing hurriedly stepped forward to pull Ochiai out of here.
"Wait a minute, Detective Wen, can you limit this supernatural phenomenon?" Ochiai waved his hand and said, "This is a rare opportunity. This may be the source of the current supernatural phenomena in Daan City."
"It's very difficult, I'll try my best."
After saying that, Wen Zhong's forehead skin and flesh were cracked and his ghost pupils opened instantly. His cloudy, bloodshot eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if he had seen through the darkness and saw the ghost threads hidden around him.
The entire building was regarded as a medium for evil spirits to invade. A series of footsteps began to be heard in the darkness. A shadow of a corridor appeared in the laboratory, and a series of footsteps came towards it.
The cold sweat on Wen Zhong's body kept breaking out at just one glance. After some weighing, he decided to escape from here first. Even if the source of the ghost thread was right in front of him, he didn't want to take the risk of imprisoning the other party.
"Professor Ochiai retreats first. It's not a wise move to waste time with it here." Wen Zhong said, slowly retreating while watching the figure warily.
Wen Zhong was extremely shocked that this evil ghost was able to invade reality from the illusory ghost realm. Now, the level of terror of this evil ghost may have to be redefined.
Because this fierce ghost has completely broken away from common sense and evolved into an idealistic existence.
"Quickly retreat!"
Ochiai was even more decisive than him. Taking advantage of the fact that the building was not completely invaded by the ghosts, he turned around and rushed out of the observation room. It was hard to imagine that that thin body could explode at such a fast speed.
The footsteps behind him were still ringing one after another, and as the footsteps came, the surrounding darkness became thicker and thicker.
At the same time, the outline of the human figure became clearer. Wen Zhong could even see the slightly swaying hands and the squirming ghost threads on the body. The stiff, cold, black-red skin was like the cross section of a wound.
Wen Zhong did not dare to stay too long. The black and red haze almost drowned him. Seeing this, Wen Zhong directly unscrewed the door of the laboratory with his ghost hands. The next moment, his figure appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Sound the alarm immediately and evacuate the crowd. This experimental building is no longer viable." Ochiai told the staff wearing protective clothing beside him as he ran.
Soon, a piercing siren sounded from the loudspeakers in the entire experimental building, like a death sickle urging the people who were still in the building to get out of the building as soon as possible. Bayi Chinese website
"It seems a little late for you to sound the alarm now." Wen Zhong said.
"Don't worry, there weren't many people in this building originally. Excluding the scientific researchers, there were only three security personnel left in the whole building. I also expected that once this happens, the actual loss will not exceed two at most. Ten people,” Ochiai said.
Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said nothing more. Perhaps in Ochiai's eyes, these were just what he called necessary sacrifices.
Of course, he has no position to criticize the other party's behavior. If it were him, he would do the same.
Just when a few people arrived at the exit and were about to successfully evacuate, the terrain of the entire building began to change. The place that was originally a laboratory has turned into a dim corridor, and black and red figures have gradually come out of the haze. .
The figure glanced lightly in the direction of Wen Zhong and the others. The next moment, a black-red mist swept across the entire experimental building, filling every corner of the building.
And in this cold haze, countless transparent threads swept in, and the moment they touched a living person, they completely eroded them.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
