I loaded the ghost talk game

Kamiyagawa originally thought that he would fight side by side with Miss Mary, two against five.

But it doesn't.

Mary didn't need his help in her fight.

The scarlet aura, like a blood mist, diffused in the corridor like a wave, pushing back those dark palms on the wall and on the ground.

A machete at the height of a person was waving wildly in the narrow and long corridor.

There is not enough transverse space here, and every blow of Mary's knife is bound to hit a wall or a window.

When it hits the wall, the blade sinks into the masonry, drags out long and terrifying knife marks, and smashes the gravel everywhere; when it hits the window, the entire glass will burst, and the metal frame will also be cut off.

But even so, the strength of every blow of the machete remained undiminished.

This is probably the monster that was evaluated as C-level by the game, and the terrifying strength after the domain is fully opened.

Under Mary's frenzied massacre attack, the first ones to die were Hanako's puppet family members.

The gleaming blade pierced into the flesh, cutting off the muscles and bones.

The mutilated body and corpses disintegrated and scattered, turning into black smoke and dissipating in the air.

[Hanako's puppet mother has died, and she has obtained 18 soul crystals! ]

[Hanako's puppet grandfather has died, got 18 soul crystals! ]

[Hanako's puppet sister is dead, get 10 soul crystals! ]

[Hanako's puppet brother is dead, get 10 soul crystals! ]

Kamiyagawa held a hatchet all the way, kept the pace of a dragonfly, not too far behind Mary.

The phone was buzzing non-stop at this time.

Kamiyagawa didn't look at it.

You don't need to look to know that it must be "Ghost Story" notifying you that the soul crystals cut out by Mary's knife attack are continuously being fed to him.

In the blink of an eye, Miss Mary completed the clearance.

The only enemy left is Hanako.

At this moment, in the long and narrow corridor, the boiling blood mist representing Miss Mary, greedily occupied most of the area.

And those black handprints and swarthy palms that represent Hanako are crowded in the corner pitifully and shivering.

Red overwhelms black.

In the corridor of the teaching building, which was supposed to be Hanako's home stadium, Miss Mary, a foreign ghost talker, easily turned her back on the guest, and even the advantage of the venue belonged to her.

What a bully!

The lonely Hanako was trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was out of anger or fear.

Her body has become a little fuzzy and blurred, the suspender dress that could have dripped blood. Now the color has become extremely dull, and the blood on it has dried up and clotted.

When Mary harvested her family just now, the ghost doll in the toilet was also stabbed several times. Although it didn't dissipate into black smoke, it was obvious that it couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hello. I'm Miss Mary."

A cold female voice came from the phone.

At the same time, Mary stood still, dragging her machete, her black and red dress fluttering.

She tilted her head and looked straight at Hanako. That face, which was as delicate as a real doll, was somewhat distorted, with obvious anger.

Tap, tap, tap.

The ghost doll was probably a little scared by Miss Mary, so she quickly raised her hand and knocked on the wall three times.

"Yes, yes, oh."

He still kowtowed and answered, but his voice was no longer as playful and uplifting as before.

The black palms that were originally curled up in the corner were inspired and started rushing towards Mary in the red mist.

But most of the wild palms twisted and struggled to disappear when they entered the domain of the red mist, as if corroded and burned.

Only a very small part stubbornly clings to Mary and grabs her dress.

As for Hanako herself, after finally controlling the actions of the black hands, she turned her head and ran away.

This crazy bad woman who broke in out of nowhere was really terrifying, and the ghost doll knew that she was no match for her.

But how could Miss Mary let Hanako escape?

For some reason, the phone ghost is very upset at seeing ghost dolls in the bathroom.

All I want is to chop, cut, and chop her up!

Da da.

The high heels of the boots trampled the aisles.

The tall and slender black and red figure dashed like a ghost.

And those scattered black hands that grabbed the corners of Mary Yang's skirt were all severed and uprooted.

Hmph, want to escape?

The machete, which was the same height as a person, quickly dragged across the ground, making a grinding sound that made teeth tremble.

Approaching behind Hanako, the machete raised from bottom to top, and the gleaming cold blade contained terrifying lethality, as if it could cut everything off!

Wow.

The dark-colored suspender skirt was divided into two, and Hanako's body was also divided.

The piece of meat that had been cut in half hit the ground and disappeared into black smoke.

This is a unilateral massacre, a crazy massacre of C-level ghosts against D-level ghosts.

But no matter what the process is, the outcome is set.

Ghost doll Hanako, retreat!

...

Kamiyagawa was already far away at the other end of the corridor.

The young master of ghosts and gods watched the entire female ghost fight at close range, and was only responsible for shouting "666" throughout the whole process, without bloodshed.

When he saw Mary's last knife to kill Hanako, Kamiyagawa's mouth was stretched into an "o" shape.

This is a slash capable of cutting through all obstacles.

Kamiyagawa, who practiced [Nodachi Self-Display Style] and is also good at cutting techniques, thought that he would never be able to do that anyway.

There seems to be an insurmountable gap between the mortal body and the power of ghosts and gods.

"Hello. I'm Miss Mary."

The bastard who touched the audience was still amazed, and the MVP who dealt with Hanako walked back slowly, dragging the machete.

It was only when the two got closer that Kamiyagawa could see it clearly.

There seemed to be cracks on Mary's body.

Yes, rifts.

It's like the kind of crack marks where a ceramic doll was broken and bonded again.

This kind of crack appeared on Mary's face and hands, and it was still expanding and cracking.

It is estimated that the situation of Mary's body covered by a fluffy dress is similar.

Kamiyagawa was at a loss.

Didn't Miss Mary get hurt by Hanako in the battle just now?

How is this going?

Tap, tap.

Antique boots stop.

Mary dragged the knife and stood upright in front of Kamiyagawa.

Her delicate face has been seriously broken, so she can't see any expression, only the blue eyes that still maintain agility, staring at Shen Guchuan with a little softness.

"Uh...Mary, you're cracking...Is this normal?"

Kamiyagawa spoke tentatively.

Miss Mary didn't respond.

"Uh... so what, thank you?"

Mary still didn't respond.

After waiting for tens of seconds, the evil phone finally moved.

Her eyes were still gentle, and her right hand was dragging the knife, raised it, and then from top to bottom, it fell towards Shen Guchuan's forehead!

The blow was slightly weak and weak.

It was a bit weaker than the usual water attack.

However, Kamiyagawa didn't dodge it. After being hit, he directly disconnected the link and lost synchronization with the world of ghost stories.

Only Mary was left standing alone in the corridor, and her figure looked a little lonely.

"Hi, I'm Miss Mary..."