"Infidel!" the middle-aged man shouted in horror, holding a scepter and constantly attacking the missionary.
Their background is a sea of fire. The "holy and peaceful" FDG in the past has now turned into purgatory.
The flames mercilessly devoured buildings and ordinary people. The team of ghost masters affiliated to the king's organization wandered in the sea of fire, hunting down the remaining ghost masters of the church.
This battle did not last long, but the strength of the king's organization had a crushing advantage over the church, and it achieved brilliant results in a very short period of time.
"It seems that the old gentleman is dead." The landlord took off his monocle and wiped it, looking at the battlefield not far away from time to time.
A ferocious smile appeared on the chainsaw killer's face: "It's a pity. I also want to try to see how a ghost controller of that level can cut it differently from an ordinary ghost."
The pianist was silent, moving his fingers on the piano in front of him, and the strange sound of the piano always echoed around him.
The four kings took action together for the old guy behind the church, but unfortunately, the man was already dead.
Therefore, except for killing a few ghost masters at the beginning, these three kings did not take any action later, but just observed this top battle in the supernatural circle.
As for helping?
If they had that kind of kindness, they wouldn't be able to become kings in the king's organization, and they would have died in the battles between humans or humans or ghosts.
"Dear Bishop, you said this to me a long time ago." The missionary looked coldly and forced back the man who came forward again.
He looked at the man who he could only look up to before, but now he was raging in front of him like a mad dog, and there was a rare joy in his numb eyes.
The missionary flipped through the old books in his hand, and soon came to a blank piece of paper, on which the bishop's appearance began to appear, except that there was only a head, and the head's mouth was slightly open, as if he was about to speak.
The strange piano music began to spread around the two of them. The supernatural power of the bishop's mouth had been suppressed and could no longer affect the strange piano music.
The pianist did not launch an attack and still handed over the battlefield to the missionaries. This was the choice that was in his best interests.
No matter how it declines, the middle-aged man in front of him is the leader of an organization that has been passed down for a long time. The closer such a person is to death, the power he can unleash will often exceed people's imagination.
The pianist was not going to provoke the dying tiger and act as a shield for the missionary.
The missionary looked at the embarrassed bishop and sneered unconsciously. He had studied Eastern culture, both in the past and now.
In some of their works, there are often some counterattack stories. The missionary was not very able to understand them in the past, but now, the intense pleasure allowed him to successfully understand everything.
After appreciating the ugly appearance of the bishop, the missionary no longer held anything back. Naturally, he would not ignore anything the pianist could think of.
His mouth opened rapidly as if it were being torn apart, and a strange sound like death came from his throat. The sound was like a ghost wailing, which made people feel horrified. Even the surrounding piano music began to be expelled.
Some papers in the old books began to rot and weather, and the evil spirits sealed inside were gradually released and surrounded the missionary.
He no longer had any cover-ups. In order to ensure that no accidents occurred, he used most of his own methods, even the sealed supernatural beings.
Use all his strength to see off the last bishop.
"Heh...heh..." John sneered disdainfully, as if he was disdainful of his own powerlessness, or mocking the missionary.
But no matter what, this was unbearable for the missionary. John's mouth had clearly been deprived, so why could he still make such a disgusting laugh?
He didn't get the answer to the question. Under his gaze, John's body stiffened at a terrifying speed, and large patches of corpse appeared on the body of the recently deceased man.
died?
Just as this idea came to the missionary's mind, a stream of light penetrated the missionary's chest in a field where no one was watching. It was only after he was penetrated by that thing that he realized what was strange about himself.
"what's the situation?"
The other three kings looked at the huge cross that penetrated the missionary in confusion. None of them discovered how this thing was activated.
"Don't worry about me. Suppress John's body immediately. He will revive the ghost soon. This madman actually suppressed the old gentleman's ghost in his body. Did he want to die a long time ago?" This cross Without crushing the missionary to death, he was still able to deliver the message to the kings.
After hearing the missionary's words, the three kings looked at John's body in horror. They suppressed the ghost of a ghost master in their bodies. Even a madman would not dare to do this, right?
Serious supernatural conflicts will put the ghost controller in a state where life is worse than death at all times, and will also greatly limit the use of his own supernatural power.
But there are advantages and disadvantages. Although the price paid is high, the gain is also a lot. After such a person's evil spirit is revived, the terror of the evil spirit will be greatly increased. Like John, if he is not careful, he will become an S-level person. supernatural event.
Thinking of this, the three kings looked at each other and began to take action. An old building appeared on top of the ruins. Everything around it was blurred. Supernatural and reality began to separate, but what should be left behind already existed. in this supernatural space.
This is a "real estate" owned by the landlord. Anyone who enters the building will be trapped inside forever and become part of the apartment.
This is a guaranteed method. If neither king can suppress the resurrected ghost, he will directly lead the ghost into the building and let it get lost inside the building.
"Buzz buzz..." The messy sound did not interfere with the spread of the piano music. In the weird melody, the figure of the chainsaw murderer flashed strangely and came directly in front of John's corpse. The chainsaw in his hand was raised high, and then Hit the corpse hard.
Strange figures appeared next to the chainsaw murderer. These were people or ghosts who had been dismembered by him, and were his enemies, but now, they have become his help.
Countless palms overlapped his palms, helping him suppress the terrifying chainsaw, allowing the chainsaw to continuously cut the corpse below.
"How can this be?"
The king's ghost master, who was famous for his madness, exclaimed and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The strange collision between the chainsaw and John's corpse resulted in it not being cut up easily like the previous ghosts.
This electric saw seemed to have encountered hard steel. Although it could still cut, the effect was minimal.
"Get away!"
What? This was the landlord's voice, and the chainsaw murderer reacted, and then rushed to the side.
But it was already too late. A short figure stood behind him at some point, and his hands with strange patterns went straight towards his neck.
This seemed to be some kind of locked supernatural power. Even if he successfully dodged, the hands still appeared on his neck accurately.
In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of his neck being pinched. Was that my own neck?
The thick arm tried to lift the chainsaw to fight back, but as soon as it was lifted, it fell down weakly.
Everything happened too fast. In just a few seconds, a king's ghost master fell into the hands of a fierce ghost.
This terrifying speed is difficult for even the king to react to. Although the king's strength is at the bottom, this speed is still a bit exaggerated.
"Jason's strength is all in that broken saw, and his own defense is insufficient. It is normal to be like this." The landlord said this, as if he was comforting himself and the pianist.
"Invincible, is this the king you are talking about? Just like this, you still dare to use the title of king, which is simply ungrateful."
The sudden sound attracted part of the landlord's attention, and he looked towards a corner, where the boundary between the supernatural and reality was being crossed.
Two young figures walked in slowly, and the voice just now was made by one of them.
Wang Chaling looked at the two embarrassed figures and shook his head inconspicuously: "The level of terror of this evil ghost is not low, but if the three kings join forces, as long as they are careful, such a situation will not happen. They are careless." ”
"While it is sick, it will kill it. Both the missionary and the chainsaw are half disabled, and one of them has been suppressed. Just pay attention to that evil ghost. I will suppress those two guys first." Wang Chaling's tone was very casual. .
Everything was going so smoothly. According to the original plan, there was no problem for him and Ye Zhen to join forces, which was enough to keep these kings. But in the current situation, two kings were disabled before they took action, and the difficulty suddenly dropped. Went down.
But this is a good thing. Lower difficulty means lower risks. Dealing with ghosts is always easier than dealing with people.
The conversation between the two of them was carried out without any concealment and directly entered the ears of the three kings who could still sense the outside world.
"Suppress us?" The landlord sneered, but his eyes suddenly changed, because he found that two terrifying figures suddenly appeared next to the young man who was talking arrogantly, walking straight towards him.
As the two figures marched, they continued to overlap. The decrease in number brought about an increase in the degree of terror.
The overlapping of the dead souls is not exclusive to the first generation. The second generation of dead souls can also be carried out. Due to time reasons, the overlapping time of the second generation can be much longer and the side effects are much smaller.
"We can't continue like this." The landlord quickly reacted and wanted to interrupt Li Gui's overlap.
"Father, mother, don't enter that apartment, just help me temporarily hold off the landlord."
The souls of the first generation will be lost in the apartment, let alone the souls of the second generation. Even if the souls are superimposed, their terror level may not be as high as that of the first generation.
"Pianist, your piano music is not bad, but unfortunately I can't appreciate it very well. I prefer our traditional musical instruments." Wang Chaling said. He did not interrupt the spread of piano music, but the curse of piano music also It cannot be imposed on him.
"Wang Wudi, you are so mean, you actually put the curse on me." Ye Zhen punched away the approaching ghost and said to Wang Chaling.
Wang Chaling said: "Anyway, you have quite a lot of props, but they are just a curse. You can just die in your place."
Ye Zhen just said casually, and the next moment, the curse of the piano music disappeared from him. In a city on a certain island, in a s club, a person suddenly let out a scream. This scream seemed to be contagious. Sex soon spread throughout the society.
Piano music is forbidden music that cannot be heard. Anyone who hears it will be cursed, attacked by evil spirits, and eventually die at the hands of evil spirits.
But Ye Zhen can let others help him bear this curse, and he can escape from the curse.
The other side.
The figures of the third generation began to overlap with those of the first generation, and a terrifying figure appeared in this supernatural space.
The pianist looked at the strange figure not far away and had a bad feeling in his heart. This ghost controller seemed not to be simple.
Without giving the pianist a chance to do anything, Wang Chaling's figure appeared in front of the old piano.
The pianist's life depends on the piano, and as long as the cursed piano still exists, he will not be killed.
Wang Chaling knew this information, so he wouldn't waste time on the pianist and just punched the piano hard.
This piano does not exist in reality, but it was still touched by Wang Chaling, who was a human and a dead soul. A shocking crack appeared on the piano.
After a few more punches, the cursed piano could no longer bear it and disintegrated directly on the spot, disintegrating into several irregular pieces.
"It's very easy." Wang Chaling's voice was cold, and he commented on the dead pianist. It was easy to handle.
"The next one is you." Then he turned his attention to the landlord, who was previously entangled with the ghost of the second generation.
But after noticing the situation at Wang Chaling's side, he immediately abandoned the second-generation ghost and fled into the apartment.
"An apartment for ghosts to get lost, haha." Wang Chaling let out a chuckle of unknown meaning, and several dead souls followed him closely as they walked in.
This was the purpose of bringing Ye Zhen here. He wanted to enter the apartment in person, capture the landlord and explore this terrifying ghost domain at the same time. He had no time to pay attention to the ghost masters outside, so he asked Ye Zhen to help.
"Hmph, you're an evil beast who has been beaten before. You can be used as a sandbag for Mr. Ye." Ye Zhen looked at the ghost in front of him with interest.
He, Ye, doesn't have many hobbies, and fighting is one of them, especially this kind of physical fighting.
Weird hands grabbed Ye Zhen's neck, but within a second, he would return to his original state.
The terrifying supernatural shout caused Ye Zhen's body to be damaged, but it only took a moment for his body to recover as before.
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While the battle was going on, the outside world was also quite lively. In several foreign cities with large populations but average economies, the bustling and bustling scenes of the past were no longer there.
The roads are full of congested vehicles. The continuous car accidents have caused blockages on the roads. The death of the driver has also forced the vehicles to park on the road.
People are dying in every corner. Their necks are being strangled, their bodies are rotting, their heads are being opened, and their internal organs are mysteriously disappearing... Various bizarre ways of death are being staged in various cities.
