Suddenly, a cold breath came from a corner of the laboratory building. An alien that did not look like a human invaded Wen Zhong's ghost realm. Before he could react, a figure appeared in his ghost realm.
Wen Zhong's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. The person standing in front of him was none other than the missing He Youxu.
When he really saw the true face of this thinking ghost, Wen Zhong couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.
The Interpol uniform He Youxu was wearing was stained with blood. It was hard to imagine what kind of inhuman treatment He Youxu received during his lifetime.
At this moment, all the shriveled ghost corpses derived from it are isolated from the ghost realm. The thing that has the ability to enter the ghost realm is undoubtedly the thinking ghost as the source.
A cold breath blew past.
Then the thinking ghost suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, without any movement. Just standing here made the hairs on the two of them stand up, especially the ghost fungus that was already on the verge of reviving and was about to be suppressed by it.
Cold, to the bone.
Just looking at it makes people shudder.
Fang Diyuan subconsciously wanted to move back, but the resurrected ghost was slowly invading his body and holding him back forcefully. The evil ghost in his body was starting to get a little out of control at this moment.
Seeing this, he gritted his teeth and stretched out a palm that was bruised by the gravel. Countless gravel floated out from the ferocious crack. Fang Diyuan tried to use this to delay some time.
But these gravels that can tear apart living people and even tear apart ghosts can't tear apart the body of the thinking ghost, and can't even make it take a step back.
Under that Interpol uniform, there was a scarlet, strange shirt that blocked the erosion of the sand. It was Yan Duo's ghost shirt.
"I almost forgot that the ghost shirt is still on this ghost thing. Wen Zhong, you have to think of a way to steal him!" Fang Diyuan looked at the ghost shirt and couldn't help being startled, his eyes narrowed and he yelled.
"Are you kidding me?" When Wen Zhong saw this ghost shirt, his eyes widened and he couldn't help roaring.
The most convenient and quickest way to deactivate the ghost shirt is to kill Yan Duo, but is this really the case? Will the ghost shirt worn by Yan Duo disappear after killing him?
Just when Wen Zhong was hesitant to think, the thinking ghost with a skinny face that looked exactly like He Youxu moved again. It slowly raised a hand and pressed it on Wen Zhong's body.
"hiss!"
The heavy and stiff arms hit him with a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow. Under this terrifying attack, Wen Zhong's thinking almost stopped.
But at the same time, he regained consciousness. This time, Wen Zhong didn't hesitate at all. The ghost germ spread crazily towards the thinking ghost. The gray light gathered together at this moment, as if it turned into a sharp sword, stabbing straight at the opponent. go.
No matter what it is wearing, no matter how many ghosts it controls, as long as its movements are restricted, isn't it easy to imprison it?
The ghost fungus quickly enveloped most of the Thinking Ghost's body, but it made no next move.
"Hiss—hiss—hiss—"
A series of skin and flesh tearing sounds were heard. The thinking ghost's hand was still on Wen Zhong's body, but Wen Zhong's face, which was originally covered by ghost bacteria, was suddenly peeled off in half.
Blood gushed out from his original skin, flowing continuously on the ground and soon forming a pool of blood.
The next moment, thread-like things came out of Wen Zhong's face, like a layer of fur covering his face instead of ghost fungi.
The wriggling threads were constantly tearing away the ghost fungus covering Wen Zhong's face, and even the ghost pupils had grown these threads, which were constantly eroding and suppressing the ghosts in Wen Zhong's body.
"This is... ghost thread!" Fang Diyuan shouted in a voice. He could feel that the flesh of one of Wen Zhong's ghost hands was also covered with this ghost thing, and it was constantly squirming and trying to break out of the skin.
They were all familiar with this thing, but they didn't expect it to be used at this time.
Its purpose was to control the evil ghost in Wen Zhong's body, but obviously... it failed.
The terrifying level of the ghost in Wen Zhong's body is very high. It is obvious that this ghost cannot be completely controlled in one breath.
A flaw appeared.
Wen Zhong did not miss this opportunity.
I saw that the remaining half of his face was covered with ghost pupils, and the ghost fungus was nailed to his face. The ghost silk's supernatural power could not suppress the two ghosts, ghost pupils and ghost fungus, and the confrontation between them was... Tadashi had the upper hand.
"Let go!" Wen Zhong used his last strength to shout these words, and then the skin on his hands burst open, and ghost eyes emerged from the cracks, and he regained a trace of control over his hands.
Taking advantage of Li Gui's momentary stagnation, a pair of ghost hands suddenly stepped forward and pinched Li Gui's neck. At the same time, the crack closed and the ghost pupils disappeared. A pair of pale ghost hands also appeared on Wen Zhong's body - Gui Nuren was completely revived.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Upon seeing this, Fang Diyuan immediately rushed forward and hugged Wen Zhong's body tightly. The ghost wind and sand blew wildly at the ghost hands clinging to Wen Zhong's body.
The ghost hand entered a state of complete recovery and began to kill people indiscriminately. Although Fang Diyuan's ghost wind sand was able to restrain the ghost hand to a certain extent, it was eventually suppressed by the ghost hand because of insufficient recovery.
After seeing Wen Zhong's actions, he was now frightened. This was really too risky.
"Go to Ghost Candle!" Wen Zhong roared with a pale face. He twisted the ghost's hand harder and the body of Thinking Ghost had begun to twist. But this was not enough. At this speed, he and Fang Diyuan would definitely be ahead of each other. die!
At this time, Wen Zhong's plan can be said to have completely failed, but he still has one last trump card.
Ghost candle.
As long as they can light this ghost candle and use it to suppress this fierce ghost, then they will not lose, and they may even have a chance to make a comeback.
Fang Diyuan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hold on, you must not die when I light the ghost candle!"
He released his hands holding Wen Zhong's body, and while roaring, he tremblingly took out the remaining half of the ghost candle from Wen Zhong's pocket.
The remaining small piece of ghost candle was originally used to save lives, but I didn't expect that it would be used here in advance.
The thinking ghost seemed to have come to its senses at this time, and its twisted body gradually returned to normal.
But the most despairing thing is that its body began to transform into a simple drawing made of lines, and its head also began to split, a blood-red light lit up, and the ghost shirt it was wearing also changed at this moment.
"Hurry!" Wen Zhong's face was covered with cold sweat. He frantically covered the ghost with ghost fungus, hoping to delay it for a while, but it was useless. The ghost after the virtualization was no longer accessible to the ghost fungus.
