"The target has appeared. It is currently manifesting a small town on the eastern coast of the island using unknown means. Do you want to take the next step?"
The news was spread the moment the painter was discovered, and the communication between spirits was far more convenient than using modern communicators - at least in most cases it would not be affected by the signal.
"missionary?"
"It's really surprising that you are targeting me, but it doesn't matter. Since you are targeting me, I can only invite you to travel to hell."
The disadvantage is that it is easy to be influenced by other supernatural beings, enter the route of this connection, and even launch attacks based on it.
"It's really... arrogant. All the ghost controllers organized by the king on the island rushed to the east of the island to hunt down the ghost controller codenamed the painter." Listening to the wailing sound specially intercepted by the painter, the missionary looked on It was getting colder and colder, and with Wang Chaling's orders, he didn't hesitate and directly mobilized all the available forces on the island. More than a dozen ghost controllers, even if they couldn't kill the painter, could still cause some trouble.
At the same time, the missionary also started to act, holding the sinful ghost book in his hand. The pages of the book moved automatically without wind, and finally stopped on a certain page. Then, a terrifying shadow appeared around him, and disappeared into the house with the missionary.
"Preacher... is this guy crazy?" The town is located on the sea without any support. The sea water cannot invade even half of it. The painter is sitting at the door of the town at this moment.
He held the drawing board in his left hand and a paintbrush in his right hand. From time to time he would draw two strokes on the white paper. He would occasionally look up at the coast, where there were already "standing" five ghost masters and several more. There are corpses of ghost masters. They should have been revived supernaturally, but the artist used some tricks to "freeze" them.
The missionary had thoughts about him, and the painter knew it early on. The fact that he could hide for so long under the search organized by the king was not all due to his own strength, and his colleagues also contributed a lot.
I just didn't expect this guy to be so hostile. Is it because I killed a few of his men? The painter was a little confused.
But they were just some subordinates. As one of the kings, would the missionary really care that much? These people don't care about their subordinates.
It can only be that the thoughts about him are too big, so big that it is difficult to end without killing people. Thinking of this, the painter's face became colder and colder.
"There must be a problem here. I may have to arrange some means in advance. There is no point in fighting the missionaries. As long as we can collect the things on the island and gain a reputation, we can evacuate directly. With that nail, , the missionary can't do anything to me." The painter noticed something weird, but out of trust in his ability and desire for something, he still chose to continue.
The movements of the hands gradually accelerated, the white paper was dyed with supernatural pigments, and the outline of an island gradually took shape on the paper.
"Tap, step~!"
"Painter, I've been looking for you for a long time, and finally I see you." The cold voice echoed around, and the missionary's eyes revealed compassion. The ghost book in his hand moved automatically without wind, and a ghost gradually appeared on a blank page. Brush shape.
The artist's hand holding the pen suddenly stagnated. The pen tip fell on the white paper, but no lines could be drawn. Even the paint on the pen tip did not stain the white paper.
But this is not the end. More and more images appear on the blank pages: drawing board, hands, mouth, brain... All parts of the artist's body appear on the pages.
At the same time, many terrifying figures appeared around the missionary. These were the horrors sealed in the ghost book, and were used by the missionary in taboo ways.
Use all your strength as soon as you come up. Are you risking your life?
Feeling that his supernatural powers were gradually suppressing him, the painter's expression became more and more ugly. If he hadn't been very sure that it was the first time he met the missionary, and the other party's inquiry about him was only recent, the painter would have doubted whether he had killed the missionary's family. .
When ghost masters of their level fight, unless there is some hatred involving life and death, no one will use all their strength as soon as they come.
"We can't hold back. Let's crucify the missionary first and bring him back to the king's organization before discussing other matters." The situation could not be ended. The battle that the painter originally planned to use to make his name turned into a real life and death battle, and he did not dare to If he doesn't hold anything back, he will be killed if he is not careful.
then.
The terrifying supernatural power unfolds with the artist's movements. Some of the papers in the ghost book gradually become distorted, and thick paint stains the pages.
To a certain extent, the supernatural powers of painters have a certain restraint relationship with the supernatural powers of paper. Of course, this relationship can also be reversed, but the current missionaries do not seem to be able to achieve this level.
The painter's brush and drawing board recovered supernaturally, and the artist's hand movements became faster and faster, waving the brush on the white paper. The town on the sea gradually expanded, and even replaced part of the island.
The painter's figure disappeared into the town. The missionary glanced around and found no trace, so he stepped into the town without any scruples.
This small town was created by a painter's supernatural being and was not a real building. As soon as the missionary entered, he discovered many strange phenomena. The shadows around him spread out and wandered around every corner of the town, exploring. Traces of the painter.
Such a move is very dangerous. The phantoms left by these evil ghosts can be regarded as the missionary's amulet. They can resist some supernatural attacks and buy him some time to react. Dispelling the phantoms is tantamount to directly exposing the missionary's body to the outside. Even if the strength is not bad, it is still much more dangerous.
According to the normal thinking of the missionary, it is absolutely impossible to do such a move, but his current thinking is not normal. After being affected by Wang Chaling, his consciousness is always based on Wang Chaling's order. Wang Chaling wants him to find it. If the painter does not interfere with the painter as much as possible, then he will use all his strength to complete the matter, even if it may cost his own life.
Three minutes later.
The missionary stopped in his tracks, with a cruel smile on his face: "I found you."
As soon as the words fell, the terrifying figures gathered in one direction, and the missionary holding a sharp blade also rushed towards the locked position.
However, there was nothing there.
"It's me who locked you in."
A cold voice came from behind the missionary, and the rusty coffin nails were handed out by the painter. Before the missionary could react, the coffin nails had already penetrated into the body. The terrifying suppressive force took effect instantly, and the extremely powerful supernatural power could not be used. After half a minute, his consciousness began to fall into silence.
The coffin nails made by the ghost controllers in the Republic of China era have extremely strong suppression capabilities. Even an S-class ghost that is the source of supernatural events, a captain-level ghost controller, or even existences more powerful than them, as long as their bodies can If you are pinned, you will be suppressed.
The missionary's supernatural power was obviously unable to break free from such oppression, and could only let his consciousness sink and his body fall to the ground helplessly.
Looking at the coffin nails that penetrated the missionary, the painter's eyes flashed with heat. Compared with the missionaries, his physical strength was still inferior. If a fight came up, he could only rely on the paintings to escape. But with the coffin nails, the situation would be But it was quite different. He could suppress this powerful king extremely easily.
After a moment of silence, the heat in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by calmness. He knew what he could touch and what he couldn't touch.
The fact that the coffin was nailed in his hand does not mean that this powerful supernatural item belongs to him. To be precise, this supernatural item belongs to the entire king's organization, and he is just a custodian - this is necessary for him not to die. The price paid.
"Being nailed to the coffin and trapped in the painting, it is impossible for the missionary to escape. I should deal with my affairs first, and then contact the captain and the others to discuss how to resolve the missionary matter."
It involves a king, and even the painter has the same identity. Even if the missionary launches the attack first, the painter cannot directly kill the missionary. Under the king, the ghost controllers of the organization can kill at will and use the method of raising poison to cultivate powerful ones. The ghost master.
But it is impossible for the king to do this. They are all high-level combat forces of the organization and the "key" figures in the implementation of the plan. The existence behind the organization will not allow killing each other to happen. The painter sees this clearly.
After walking out of the town, the painter had a painting in his hand. It depicted the scene in the town just now. At the entrance of the town, there was a man lying on his back on the ground that stood out.
Just after taking a few steps, the painter's expression suddenly changed, and a painting appeared in his hand again, and his body disappeared into it, but before a minute passed, he reappeared.
"There is no need to struggle. Although this theater cannot trap you forever, it is no problem to trap you for a few hours. This king codenamed Painter, guess how long you can hold on with my power." A cold voice echoed in the theater.
The painter's heart sank to the bottom of his heart. The missionary actually hated him so much? In addition to himself, he actually invited a very powerful ghost controller to form a team, and was specially prepared to restrain his supernatural means.
"Take out the coffin nails first."
The painter is very aware of his own power. Not to mention all of his strength, at least 70% of it is in the painting. The painting is restricted, and facing a ghost controller who is not weaker than the king, he can only use these additional means. .
Determined.
The missionary was taken out of the painting by him. At this moment, a black and white figure appeared in front of the painter. The terrifying supernatural attack struck the painter, forcing him to dodge, but as soon as he took a few steps to the right and rear, he bumped into him again. A black and white shadow.
Facing the dead soul's numb eyes, the painter felt horrified, but it was too late to mount an effective defense. His hands were clamped by the dead soul, while the missionary was forcibly taken away by another dead soul that came over.
"It's somewhat useful. Just trick the coffin nails out, otherwise I might still be in some trouble." Looking at the corpse sent by the dead soul, Wang Chaling directly held the rusty coffin nails and pulled them out gently. Just pull it out.
The terrifying darkness spread instantly, and the supernatural beings with depressing shapes blended into the darkness, making the painter's supernatural power that could not be used normally be further restricted. What's even more fatal is that the painter became completely blind in this environment. It's impossible to see clearly what's going on around you.
"Wang Chaling, damn it, the missionary was simply influenced by this man from the East. All of this was a plan against me."
Wang Chaling's supernatural power is very identifiable. In addition, Wang Chaling is one of the key targets of the king's organization. The moment the dead soul appears, the artist can figure out his identity.
All he could do was fight. The artist sighed in his heart and several paintings appeared in his hands. Wang Chaling would definitely not let go of such a layout. Either he would die or his memory would be modified and he would become Wang Chaling's puppet. Just like a missionary.
"He has already taken away the nail in my coffin. With the horror of that thing, as long as I am nailed, I will not have any power to resist. I must first protect my surroundings."
………
The terrifying dead soul forcibly broke through the existing defense line before the painter's defenses were fully arranged. The blurry figure gave the painter a familiar fatal feeling.
"You told me that only three kings can deal with this thing?" This was the last thought in the painter's mind. After that, he became a corpse in the hands of the dead.
Everything happened very quickly, from the time the soul broke through to killing the painter, the whole process took less than five seconds, and no coffin nails were even used during this period.
However, Wang Chaling didn't have any joy. Instead, his face was a little gloomy. A painting was gradually seeping out seawater, and there was a faint smell of fishy smell mixed with the smell of corpses, which quickly spread in the theater space. Wang Chaling The spirit even began to hear the sound of the waves.
There is a powerful supernatural being invading this space, and this supernatural king Cha Ling is very "familiar". He has made many plans in the past to deal with the source of this supernatural.
"I will be used as a fish one day? It's really... Mr. Qin, I hope you can live well next time we meet..."
At this point, there is nothing Wang Chaling still can't figure out. I'm afraid the incident about the Chainsaw Demon has been exposed before. Even the missionary was discovered without knowing it. He knew that the missionary had been looking for the painter and the coffin nail. Traces, the ghost ship may have deliberately set up this situation to take advantage of the painter's purpose.
The purpose is to fish out the black hand behind the scenes that controls the two kings. Wang Chaling understands this. If it were his own men, even if it was just a group of tool men being manipulated, Wang Chaling would have to take action to solve the problem behind the scenes. Lose.
Understanding is understanding.
only.
"It's not that easy to kill me." Wang Chaling stepped forward quickly and picked up the seeping painting. The dead soul followed him and left the theater together, along with the pool of seawater on the ground.
The theater is a very good transfer station and storage room, and can also be used to train a large number of subordinates. Wang Chaling does not want to fight the ghost ship inside the theater.
The painting will not carry all the supernatural power of the ghost ship. It only provides a coordinate for the real ghost ship. The moment Wang Chaling touches the painting, the coordinates are transferred to him - this is his intention.
With his supernatural strength, it only takes less than a minute to return to the country. Zhang Dong and others are not dead yet, so it is impossible for the ghost ship to chase them.
But this is an opportunity. An idea is an idea after all. This is one of the biggest crises for ghost masters in this era in memory. Wang Chaling really wants to have a real confrontation before the decisive battle to assess the strength of his power and use it in his plan. Make a suitable place for it,
(End of chapter)
