Ghost Shelter System

In an open and dark place, the soil beneath our feet also has a special texture, like ash and a bit of a burnt smell.

The high priest, prophet, and golden beard walked here, sighing at the magic, and also tried to use magic to leave, but they all failed.

Neither the magic of the God of Wisdom nor the magic of the Holy See can break the boundary wall here. As if it is an independent and complete world.

In the distance, there were ghosts and ghosts. The further they walked, the more something was wrong.

They were still just as far away from those ghosts.

what happened?

The ghost was like a mirage. They walked for half an hour, an hour, and nearly two hours, but still didn't reach the ghost.

Detention?

Limitations?

What kind of formation is this?

"Obot, Ruihein, your two magic circles are hard to beat. What kind of magic circle is here?"

Golden Beard no longer wanted to leave.

The same city wall foundation, the same land, the same environment, the surrounding scenery has almost never changed, and there is no way to get rid of the repeated environment. People will be anxious, and the Paladin is the same, but the main reason for his anxiety is that he cannot feel the presence of God here. .

He was puzzled by the idea that God was everywhere, and that God was with him both within and without the world.

But this place is so special...

"Raymond, don't worry, those ghosts are coming towards us!"

The three people found that they could not go to the ghost, but the ghost could come to them. Several ragged ghosts came here, seemingly curious and confused.

"newcomer?"

The three of them were stunned. This was not a Europa language, but they somehow understood it.

"Excuse me, where is this place?"

"Who knows. Get to work!"

Several ghosts started tamping the foundation nearby, but the three of them had no intention of leaving.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the golden beetle became tired and crawled back into Golden Beard's hair, while several ghosts rested next to it.

They lit a candle, the green fire was faint, and looked towards the sky almost at the same time.

"Sir, today's work is done, please reward me with some food!"

There was no movement in the sky, but the candles just flickered, and the fireworks turned into a package of sauced meat, a pot of wine, and a few steamed buns. The working ghosts were so happy that they grabbed them and ate them.

Golden Beard's nose twitched: "What a strange smell... like... the spiritual power fluctuations of holy water?"

The high priest shook his head: "It is much weaker than holy water, and it seems to have the effect of replenishing the Yin body."

After a group of people finished eating, they looked at the three of them and said: "Newcomers, listen to my advice and work hard if you want to live. We all committed crimes after death. The adults above saw that I was pitiful and left a way to live. You should be content. If you want to get out from here, feel free to do so, but don't involve us!"

"That is, two groups of people made trouble in the past two times, and the people involved were reduced to low-class slaves. If the adults above are not merciful in the past few days, they may starve to death. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... I heard that people will be starved after death. If you die, there will be no way to come back."

"Okay, let's go, let's go back and rest quickly. There's still life to be had when we go back..."

Several ghosts left again, and the three of them wanted to follow them, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of their departure.

Silence, silence again.

Golden Beard looked at the cross tattoo on his palm and said to the two of them, "I'm sure they are ghosts, not illusions."

The prophet also nodded: "I barely opened my prophetic eyes to see them just now, but the scene before entering was cut off by an inexplicable force. I could only see that they stayed here for a long time after entering in order to build this city. .”

The high priest asked: "Are you hungry?"

The two of them were puzzled.

The high priest suddenly opened his palm and a candle appeared.

"I just thought about their candle that produces food. It's quite magical. How about... let's try working for a while and see if food appears."

The two were puzzled: "How did you get this candle?"

"It is said in Eastern religions that in the human body, there are three fires that light up the heavenly spirit on both shoulders. After death, one fire remains, which is the fire of the soul. This candle is the fire of life."

Prophet Obote and Paladin Raymond were both extremely talented people. As soon as they heard about it, they started to try it and soon they also transformed their own candles.

This candle never goes out or fades away, swaying in place, making several people even more magical. This was the first time that they saw their life fire so intuitively.

The high priest said: "To understand this place, you must first integrate into it. Let's also try the laws here!"

As he said that, he moved casually, and the fire of life disappeared a little, but there was an extra shovel in his hand.

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City area, headquarters of the Ghost Council.

The wall was smashed, and a roaring stitch monster looked down at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Fight with me!"

The middle-aged man didn't understand what he was saying, but found himself being strangled.

"Aren't you going to take action?"

Du Xiu felt that he was going to die.

He has never experienced death, but he has also struggled on the verge of death. If he had not broken out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses, he would not have sat on the top spot in the Ghost Council.

Resistance, weak spiritual power fluctuations do no harm, and only good physical strength can barely guarantee not to be strangled to death.

Du Xiu knew that the other party was too strong.

Van Helsing is not here, Menoetius is not here, Hazlitt, Lancelot, Noyce, Magic Lisa, etc. are not here. Only Richard, the experimental subject of Soul Castle, has been beaten to a pulp. Falling in a pool of blood.

"Just kill me."

Du Xiu stopped struggling, raised his head, and looked coldly at the monster in front of him.

But the monster's hand suddenly loosened.

"You don't even have the courage to take action. You don't deserve to die in my hands."

Neither of them understood what the other said, but at this moment they completed a coincidental conversation.

The monster pointed at himself: "My name is Crazy Corpse Rubis! You are welcome to find someone to take revenge."

The monster is gone.

Du Xiu sat on the ground blankly.

Survived?

The phone rang, Du Xiu picked up the phone, and Van Helsing's voice came: "Hello? Speaker! I saw your emergency rescue message, I will be there soon."

Du Xiu was silent: "No need, that monster is gone."

After a pause, Du Xiu asked: "Has there been any news from anyone else in the past few days?"

Fan Hexin said: "No, I sent people from the Black Soul Sect to search, but there is no news about the Black Soul Sect..."

Van Helsing felt that it was difficult. A powerful host must have appeared.

Du Xiu was about to say something when his eyes suddenly widened.

"Fan...this catastrophe depends on you!"

Van Helsing was suspicious: "Speaker, what do you mean?"

The next moment, there was a horrific explosion on the other end of the phone.

At the temporary headquarters of the Ghost Parliament, Du Xiu was blown to pieces. The two women looked at the golden light that appeared on his body and were filled with excitement.

The two girls had numerous scars on their bodies and their clothes were in tatters. They had clearly experienced a fierce battle, but after taking some tonic at the moment, their mental state was much better.

"Auntie, your murderous intention is getting more and more serious..."

"I noticed that too."

"These golden lights seem to stimulate our negative emotions and make us lose our minds!"

"Yes, but it will also make us stronger."

A woman stretched out her arm. The sacs on her arms were filled with terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, as if they were about to explode at any time. After constantly devouring the golden light these days, these sacs that originally grew irregularly became regular, even and uniform. It grows harmoniously with the muscles and skin, as if it has an innate sense of beauty!

And she gradually discovered that under the nourishment of golden light, each of these capsules was connected, as if spiritual power could be introduced into each other. This meant that her control over explosions had improved to a higher level!

Perfect growth!

"who?!"

Outside, the soldiers acting as a defensive force quickly entered the door, and the leader was pressed on the cheek by the woman's fingers.

burst!

The soldier's cheek was smashed and he fell on his back.

"shooting!"

The soldiers behind shouted loudly, and bullets were fired for free.

A fleshy ball bag that kept opening and closing fell from the woman's body and she threw it towards the door.

burst!

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations do little harm to the body, but huge harm to the soul!

Everyone felt like there were heavy bombs exploding around them, their minds were spinning, and they were so shocked that they retched. The explosion only moderately shattered their eardrums, but the mental trauma had already made their eyes unfocused.

After the meat ball capsule exploded, it turned into a small ball of flesh and stuck to the soldier's body, causing a second explosion.

Boom boom boom boom boom——

Mentally tortured, the body's fainting function could not be activated at all. The soldiers could only bear the pain with their eyes open. Some soldiers could not bear the inhuman pain and committed suicide on the spot. Golden lights appeared in the corridor, leaving only the woman's laughter. The sound echoed.

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There are still four days left before the twilight realm. It is a public holiday in Paris. Nearly half of the population goes out to travel, and there are about 2 million people left. At this moment, the number of people has dropped by 30%.

The hungry and anxious hosts began to kill on a large scale.

Even if the host of the Ten Death Cities doesn't care about killing, he won't be interested in people over food. But after discovering that the golden light on the dead can satisfy hunger and increase strength, madness sets in.

The golden light on each person was like a delicious pill. Three or four meals were not enough, so repeated killings spread on every street.

A tree-like monster host, its huge body requires a lot of nutrients, and it kills people without mercy.

Monsters with human heads and snake bodies, one-eyed monsters, stone-textured monsters, zombie-like monsters, shamans with ashes and white streaks all over their bodies, evil priests bathed in blood, monks enveloped in black energy, and three-faced men wrapped in chains , boneless flesh monsters, flaming humanoid monsters, pus-flowing monsters, etc., are rampant on the streets of Paris.

It's like purgatory on earth!

Outside the VK Building, Heiquin, Yingmu, and Fayoutan couldn't help their crazy hunger and started hunting.

Psychologists have done experiments. When people are extremely hungry, the murderous look in their eyes is no different from that of a murderer.

At this moment, at the feet of the Bat King, Menoetius was covered in blood and dying.

In the blood pool, the corpses of Lancelot, Noyce, and Laisha were already stiff, leaving only Hazlitt, who had half of his body chewed off, and Menoetius, who fell at the feet of the Bat King.

The Bat King leaned weakly against the demon stone statue.

So tenacious.

Who would have thought that these hell-level hosts would almost pull her down from the altar.

She looked at an old man next to Menoetius with fear. This old man broke in here suddenly. If it weren't for his arrival, he wouldn't have won so miserably.

The old man also had numerous scars on his body, but he was still standing.

Wandering Knight Sissyfree!

"Damn it...I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Aren't you afraid of death?"

The Bat Emperor felt that she needed to rest. After almost ten hours of fighting, she almost consumed all her spiritual energy. This was something she had never encountered before after being promoted to a god!

She threatened the old man fiercely. His eyes were tired, but his body was as straight as a monument.

"If you insist on killing them, I will make you pay the price, even at the expense of your life!"

"Then try it!"

The Bat King disappeared in an instant and came to Menoetius's side. His fingers were like knives and he stabbed him hard!

puff--

Blood spurted out, and Menoetius's eyes widened. He looked at his chest and smiled miserably.

The Bat King raised his lips, and a golden fist suddenly appeared next to him!

In an instant, subconsciously, the fist was like a meteorite, becoming infinitely larger, carrying a devastating aura of destruction!

boom--

Fist of Judgment!

The Bat King's eyes were out of focus, his body was enveloped by the fist, and then burst apart!

The body exploded like rotten flesh.

But the next moment, the exact same Bat King appeared next to Hazlitt. The Bat King sneered: "I advise you not to waste your energy!"

It seemed that what had just been shattered was just a clone. The old knight had almost exhausted all his strength. At this moment, he found that the Bat King was still alive. His pupils suddenly turned blood red, and his other hand turned into a knife and cut off his own arm, including the leather and flesh!

"Curse Fist!"

The terrifying pure strength shocked even the Bat King.

She didn't understand why the other party broke off his arm, but the next moment, the fist force enveloped her again, making it impossible to escape. When she was about to kill Hazlitt next to her, a big bloody hole appeared out of thin air in her whole body.

puff--

The Bat King's eyes flew out of focus.

"Sir, she is dead?!" Hazlitt survived the disaster and asked happily when he saw the Bat King was seriously injured.

"No……"

Sisyphus was pale and sweating all over his body.

The Bat King, who was flying in the air, was shaken and completely retracted the mirage world.

"Just wait, I will kill you sooner or later!"

He flew into the sky, transformed into a giant bat, broke through the church window and left.

Sisyfri fell to the ground without any force.

Who is this...with power comparable to that of a demon god...is it really going to be the end this time...