"Spiritual realm, expand!"
It is different from the situation in Japan where all the magic fields developed by humans or ghosts are collectively called fields.
On the Chinese side, the types of magic fields are further subdivided, and the simplest distinction is actually based on the yin and yang of the nature of power.
The magic domain composed of masculine power is the spiritual domain, and it has a suppressive effect on most feminine ghosts. The magic domain composed of feminine power is the ghost domain. It can also harm living people who are born masculine in terms of environment. of life.
The young town suppressor didn't know whether the masked guard on the opposite side was a human or a ghost, but there was no doubt that the moment he felt a hint of danger, he directly unleashed his trump card, unfolded his spiritual domain, and gave the opposite side to him. The guy with a sense of danger was dragged into his own magic domain.
The cold wind was howling, and the surrounding street environment had also changed drastically at this time. The young man holding the seal in his hand on the huge iceberg could not help shaking his legs, and frost had appeared on his eyebrows: "Ma Dan , I’m so cold.”
After complaining, the young man looked at the masked guard under the iceberg, who was far away from him, and shouted in warning: "Hey, masked guy below, don't say I didn't tell you, you'd better stay where you are. Don't move, otherwise, don't blame me for freezing you into a big popsicle."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the masked guard below running directly towards this side.
Gan, the masked guy below didn't take him seriously at all.
The young man was speechless.
"You asked for this."
The seals on the young man's hands changed, and the mantras on his lips continued to recite.
The terrifying cold current lingering in this world of ice and snow spiritual realm suddenly called towards the running masked guards from all directions.
Different from the situation where the masked guard's leg armor was just frozen, now in just the blink of an eye, a layer of ice crystals appeared on the surface of the pitch black armor, and it was rapidly thickening.
Then……
The youth of the Territory Controller on the iceberg saw that the thin masked guard gradually turned into a large ice crystal guard. His speed did not even decrease by half, but he passed through the cold current attack that was like enchantment without any hindrance. Continue to fly towards the iceberg where he is.
"..."
The young man who suppressed the territory could be sure that the masked guard below was definitely not a human being, because even humans who were not very normal could not withstand such a cold current.
But it is definitely not an ordinary ghost. There is also his positive spiritual power mixed in the cold current. Even ghosts at the ghost king level will be affected. It is impossible to be like the other party. Not only has it not been weakened, but it has also been strengthened. BUFF look.
"So, this should be a monster that turns into an object. Damn it, it happens to be the type that I am least good at dealing with!"
The young man cursed and looked at the ice crystal guard who was about to reach the foot of the mountain. He stopped using the cold current attack that added a similar buff to the opponent, but directly changed his tactics.
The masked guard running under the iceberg was about to bend his knees and make a big jump to climb the mountain. But the next moment, under the ice crystal ground it stepped on, pairs of pale arms stretched out and directly grabbed the thigh, but It is to block it when it is about to take off.
"Fortunately, I have some frozen ghosts. All the ghosts that I have frozen in the spiritual realm are objects that I can control, and there happen to be a few copper-skinned and iron-bone zombie-like haunted houses inside. Now, You should be able to withstand it..."
"Kacha~"
Hearing the sound, the young man on the iceberg looked down, and a dead fish-eyed expression appeared directly on his face. He saw one of his ice and snow spirit realms below was frozen, just a few times. He was torn into parts by the opponent covered in ice crystals. The stiff corpses of the ghosts were scattered on the ground, but they died all over again.
"You're drafting daddy, how can I fight you?"
A group of frozen people only delayed for less than two minutes before being dismantled by the masked guards wearing ice armor.
The only contribution these frozen guys made was probably to eliminate the anti-ice armor buffs that their idiot controllers had superimposed on the enemies. Some of the broken ice armors fell off from the Masked Guards. ,Dropped on the floor.
In addition, the layer of pitch black armor on the masked guard was protected by the thick ice armor that fell off, and there were no scratches.
"Fuck it, the spiritual realm is lifted."
Jumping on the iceberg and approaching, the masked guard who was already punching his face was once again distanced by him and thrown back to his original position on the street. The black-armored fist that the opponent waved was... It hit the air in front of him, but his body stumbled forward, showing a flaw.
"The rest is up to you!"
The young man, who was about to be punched in the face, collapsed on the snow with some weakness.
"Okay, leave the rest to me!"
The voice of reply sounded from behind, and a figure passed over the young man's head, rushing directly towards the masked guard who waved his fist in the air, staggered before he stood still, and planned to do some counterattack against him who was rushing towards him. .
With a bang, there was a sound like two large pieces of steel slamming together. The tall Wu Di turned around. This office worker who clocked in to work and was already living the life of a retired party revealed his face. The companion smiled reassuringly: "I caught him."
"Wu Di, be careful, this guy is very powerful, at least 30T or more."
Mo Laojiu, who had been kicked into the wall just now, was already standing aside.
And if it weren't for the corners of his mouth, there would still be some blood stains left after being wiped.
The other person looked like a normal person.
"Don't worry, Mo Laojiu, I can catch him."
The office man responded with a smile.
Looking at the masked guard with a figure as smooth as a panther, he kept struggling in this man's arms, but he couldn't break free. Instead, the armor on his body creaked, making a heart-wrenching noise... …
Looking at the face of the man with a relaxed and carefree look, Mo Laojiu, who has also practiced ghost body, feels that his teeth are even more sore. The guy who competes with industrial cranes with his human body is so special that it makes people feel envious. hatred.
Not to mention that the other party is the only winner in life among the people who are not affected and can enjoy the happy life of normal people.
The masked guard was captured, and two more town dwellers rushed over one after another. Soon, a snowmobile drove over and stopped on the side of the road. The elderly goddess was taken from the car by the CIA personnel who were following the operation. Help him down.
"Wu Di, you have the skills. You have trained the ghost realm to the point where it can be extended without affecting the environment."
The old goddess praised, and what she was referring to was the hidden layer of magic domain wrapped around the masked guard. It was obviously a martial arts sect, but it could achieve methods similar to those of the magic sealing sect.
"It's just a matter of analogy. I'm not good at this personally, and I can only last three to five hours in this state."
Those around the area: "..."
"By the way, has Wu Di, a retired veteran, always behaved like this in Versailles before?"
Some weak young town dwellers asked.
"No, he is an honest person, and what he said should be the truth. It's just that he doesn't know how to look at the workplace atmosphere and take care of his colleagues and juniors."
Mo Laojiu replied seriously.
The goddess is the best at sealing techniques.
She and the students she taught were involved in many of the seals in the underworld.
The old goddess who got off the car praised Wu Di and took out an old yellow paper charm from her shoulder bag.
She was chanting in her mouth, and twisted spells gradually appeared on the blank yellow paper talisman as she chanted.
The old goddess raised her hand with this thing, just as she was about to stick it to the mask on the masked guard's face.
The street lights on the street next to them flickered unnaturally, and a voice rang out suddenly above everyone's heads.
"Humans, what are you going to do to No. 45?"
No. 1 floated lightly on the street lamp, and the negative force field emitted from its body affected the stable transmission of the surrounding current.
The street lights on the entire street were flickering at this moment. As the light and shadow swayed, with a snapping sound, the bulb of one street light could not withstand the chaotic current and exploded.
Other street lamps soon followed the footsteps of the first broken street lamp, and the light on the street dimmed with loud crackling sounds.
By chance, the dark clouds above the head were blown away by the wind, and the bright moonlight fell. Number 1, who was like a big BOSS, appeared in front of the town dweller with a full environment rendering and asked.
Even though there was no malice in No. 1's voice, and he was simply asking about what happened here, at this moment, it gave everyone below an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Those evil thoughts that were split by Wu Ke and given to No. 1 for use but have not been used up by No. 1. Although less than one-fifth is left, they are not inferior to those in this world or any ghost realm in the underworld. Negative Energy.
Whether it is DC's giant beast or the demon king of the previous world, Wu Ke's base of evil thoughts has been horribly expanded.
The former is a hell interface that has occupied a period of time and has a scope of effect on a universe. The latter is a planet that has swallowed tens of thousands of years of war, killed countless intellectual beings, and is about to be destroyed. It was conceived before facing destruction. Negative representation - everything about the individual devil.
"No. 45. With such a number, it means that the total number of your SB Masks is no less than forty-five?"
"To be precise, the number one hundred and eight has been produced now."
Number 1 answered honestly.
"So, I answered your question, can you answer my question, what are you doing with No. 45?"
"As you can see, we have your companions under control."
"What did No. 45 do so bad that you have to control him?"
"He wounded one of our men."
Wu Di pointed at Mo Laojiu, as if he didn't feel that the guy who appeared looked like a super boss.
No. 1 did not look like the real villain BOSS, but looked at No. 45, who was being suppressed, hoping that the other party could explain the situation.
"These people intended to seriously injure me and committed intentional injury. I tried to solve the incident, but was unable to do so and was solved."
The voice of No. 45 was calm, describing the situation in a declarative tone.
"We just want to invite your companions for a cup of tea and share some information about your SB Mask's activities in the country..."
Mo Laojiu threw out the reason why the relevant departments asked him to have tea.
"You should be more polite."
"This companion of yours cannot understand human speech."
Number 1 nodded, actually agreeing with what the young man said.
The other Masked Guardians are a bit rigid, and it is indeed a shortcoming that has not yet been resolved.
"However, this is not the reason for you to treat No. 45 violently. Maybe you should let go of No. 45 first, and then have a good talk with me, No. 1, about the things you want to talk to our SB Mask..."
"This is a good idea, but it has to be insured. You have to talk to us first. After the chat, we are sure that there is nothing wrong with your SB mask, and then let go of your companions."
The goddess continued the action she had just stopped, but she stuck the yellow paper talisman on No. 45's mask. However, No. 45, who was still trying to resist, immediately dropped his hands and feet, as if he had lost his mind. All life was gone.
"Justice is objective truth. You may not be bad guys, but you try to question the truth of justice defined by the matrix. This is not allowed.
It is a pity that you who dare to provoke justice must be punished as you deserve. This is the conclusion reached by my independent judgment! "
"Oh, if you can do it, just try it..."
"Get away, Mo Laojiu!"
Wu Di next to him suddenly roared. Mo Laojiu didn't know what was happening yet, but he was still experienced. He picked up the piano case with the weapon Namo Gatling Bodhisattva next to him and blocked it in front of him.
Then, he threw himself on the street and was kicked out by a huge force from behind. He flew hundreds of meters away and smashed the wall outside a community with a bang. He vomited blood and fell in.
"Hey, you actually escaped."
The voice of No. 1 was a little surprised, looking at the guy who jumped more than ten meters away to dodge its attack.
At this moment, the eyes of the middle-aged man who looked back were bloodshot.
Looking at his companions who fell at the same time, his whole body became ghostly in an instant.
The knotted muscles holding up the clothes on his body, and a grimace very similar to his appeared on his back.
He looked ready to come out, with infinite killing intent.
"Don't be impulsive. I didn't kill your companions. I just broke their bones and knocked them unconscious."
No. 1's words calmed Wu Di down.
"You take your companions now and I don't have to fight you."
Wu Di pointed at No. 1, who was holding No. 45's waist, and said suddenly.
"What kind of human joke are you making?"
Number 1 tilted his head and asked.
"Just because you dodge your punishment doesn't mean it's over. You have to accept the punishment you deserve for provoking justice."
