Soul Painter

Although it was Wu Haoxue and the "war mad" Mark Harrigan who fought against the Prime Minister of Japan.

But Wu Haoxue only provided remote support, waiting to step into the hall and follow Mark Harrigan's footsteps, only to find out how serious his injuries were.

Mark Harrigan's entire abdomen and chest were almost torn apart by the prime minister. Large areas of bone and flesh were exposed, and the intestines in the abdominal cavity were faintly visible. A normal person would have died long ago with such an injury, but the battle Kuang can still take out a cigar from his suit pocket and light it.

He took a deep puff on his cigar.

Mark Harrigan let out a puff of smoke.

"Come on, boy, don't worry, I won't die here." Mark Harrigan walked towards the inner sanctum, repeating as he walked: "As long as I don't want to die, I won't die, because my The soul has already gone to the underworld with my wife."

Wu Haoxue wanted to support him, but he waved him away. . .

Waited to enter the inner hall.

It's relatively small here.

But the atmosphere is gloomy.

Directly opposite is a huge shrine arranged in several layers.

A lot of tablets are stacked on top of each other, looking at the words on the tablets, it should be the name of the emperors of the past.

In front of the shrine, a thin young man was kneeling and sitting there. This must be Dongying's current emperor.

Except for the shrine on the front, the other three sides have a similar layout, but the intervals are relatively large. Instead of memorial tablets, there are... well, large, cocoon-like doll sculptures.

The dolls in this cocoon are carved in a strange and strange way. The production method is like wrapping the human beings with a layer of skin and suffocating them. During the process, the human beings inside struggle and pose in various shapes. That's what they look like.

There are quite a few dolls in the cocoon, spread across the other three walls, arranged in order from bottom to height, and the nearest one is within easy reach of Wu Haoxue and Mark Harrigan.

Wu Haoxue stared at the puppet in the cocoon beside him. The shape of this puppet stretched its neck very long, protruding its head like a snake. It seemed that it hoped to break through the cocoon in this way, but it failed, so Just die here.

Mark Harrigan also stares at the cocoons.

"Uncle Mark, I feel something is wrong..." Wu Haoxue whispered to Mark Harrigan.

That's right, these puppets in the cocoon are too weird. When you look at them, they don't move, but once you leave them, they seem to come alive. For example, the long-necked one next to Wu Haoxue, Wu Haoxue just looked away It moved closer to Wu Haoxue by a few centimeters.

Mark Harrigan frowned, aiming his DP machine gun at the young man's back.

'Mr Yorick! ’ Wu Haoxue called out to the tomb keeper in inspiration, hoping to get an explanation of the situation from the tomb keeper.

...

In the hall behind.

Gravekeeper Yorick is 'picking up' the corpse.

His target is the remains of the prime minister.

In this way he will get some secrets of the Demon Legion that only the Prime Minister knows.

And when he picked up the prime minister's shattered finger, he began to stuff it into his stomach.

A series of images began to flash through his mind, which was the image of the Prime Minister facing a puppet-like monster in royal robes...

"Oops!" He immediately translated the information to his comrades.

'Quick retreat! The emperor is already a demon, and the prime minister is the one who is imprisoned...'

Before the message was sent, the prime minister's remnant body in front of the gravekeeper, although only half of his body was left, had been turned upside down at this moment, with a face that had been blasted to pieces, showing a kind smile at the gravekeeper.

"I knew you would come..."

The Prime Minister's broken hand holding the knife was blown away in a corner of the hall, and suddenly disappeared in place at this moment. When it reappeared, it was behind the grave guard, and the blade pierced through his heart in an instant.

The skinny German man froze for a moment, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the knife point protruding from his chest in disbelief. He didn't have the body and soul that Zhan Kuang could survive by relying on willpower.

He staggered and fled, but the hand holding the knife stuck to his back like a maggot attached to the bone, pulling out the blade and inserting it, pulling it out and inserting it again, until his internal organs were smashed into pieces scum.

The tomb guard rushed to the place only one step away from the entrance of the main hall.

...

The God Emperor is already a demon.

The Prime Minister is the one imprisoned...

These two last messages from the gravekeeper struck the remaining three members of the team like lightning.

The boss, who was preventing a group of soldiers from entering at the gate of the Imperial Palace, turned around and ran towards the main hall.

Wu Haoxue and Zhan Kuang, who had already reached the inner hall, pointed their weapons at the thin young man at the same time.

Tap!

The DP machine gun burst into flames.

Whoosh!

Compound bows shoot arrows.

boom! In the exploding fireworks, something stood still.

hit.

But again missed.

Wait for the fireworks to dissipate.

The young man in front of Wu Haoxue's eyes was only wearing a robe that was burned off, but he was still sitting there, revealing his body full of woody luster and interconnected like lotus joints.

Sigh...

The Emperor turned his head.

He sat there motionless, but turned his neck 180 degrees and turned his head.

His face is also full of woody luster, his eyes are like black and white glazed balls, and there is a neat slit in his mouth. This is clearly not a human being, but a humanoid puppet.

"Investigator," he said.

The puppet made a sound.

"Welcome to my country and be my citizen." He chuckled.

cluck cluck cluck.

All the cocoon dolls sitting on the walls on three sides writhed and laughed together.

woo woo woo~

All cocoons are writhing.

The puppet in the cocoon is about to come out of its shell.

who are they

is the emperor.

It's the general.

It's a samurai.

It's an assassin.

He is the immortal heroic spirit under the command of the God Emperor~

The low-pitched whispering ballad combined with the weird twisting of the cocoon filled the entire inner hall with a surreal absurd and terrifying atmosphere.

boom!

The gate of the inner hall closed without wind.

...

Is it A grade?

Is it just an A-level demon?

Wu Haoxue barely suppressed the panic in his heart. Why is the fear brought by the God Emperor as terrifying as the roaring dark night and deep sea?

"Run." Mark Harrigan took a step forward, stood in front of Haoxue Wu, and said in a low voice, "This is not something we can deal with, we need A-level investigators."

"No!" Wu Haoxue shook his head immediately, he can't be a deserter, and he still has a backup, he has the command spell given by the teacher, "Since the Prime Minister is controlled by the God Emperor, then the God Emperor is the only demon pillar in Dongpu. With him, a new pillar will be born in Dongpu!"

"Good boy, have ambition!" Zhan Kuang chuckled, "Then let's fight!"

Giggling~ The Puppet Emperor smiled, and then he waved his hands like a conductor, and immediately hundreds of cocooned puppets fell from the three walls, and these cocooned puppets came out of the cocoon in mid-air, Some were dressed in shogun uniforms, some were armed with sharp samurai swords, and some were dressed in black ninja suits. They giggled and jumped at the two investigators.

"B-level minion!" Zhan Kuang said.

Wu Haoxue and Zhan Kuang faced each other back to back, the DP machine gun in one hand was firing tongues of flames, while the other kept bowing and shooting arrows, causing these puppets to scream and be knocked into the air.

"Uncle Mark, let me get ten steps closer to the Emperor!" Wu Haoxue said.

"OKEY!" Zhan Kuang promised.

...

boom!

A clump of flames boiled over the Puppet God Emperor.

This is the command spell from the old "living flame", which should be able to seriously injure or even burn A-level demons.

But when the bright yellow flames burned on the Emperor's body like a tree of fire, it just turned a puppet in imperial robes into ashes.

...

Zila...

Another corrosive force appeared on the Puppet God Emperor.

But it just caused another imperial robe doll to be melted into a puddle of mud.

...

More puppets start to appear frantically and attack Haoxue Wu and Mark Harrigan.

These B-rank minions are so strong that one attack can only knock them back, and it takes multiple attacks to destroy them.

Warcrazy pulled the trigger but the bullet wheel was spinning.

Wu Haoxue couldn't draw any more arrows from the empty quiver.

There are still many puppets of the God Emperor, and each of them has the power level of a B-level servant, and has a corresponding, weird attack ability.

At this desperate time.

boom!

The closed door behind the two of them was hammered open, and the boss, who was already bare-chested, strode in striding in, revealing a full body of tattoos.

Seeing the Emperor, he froze for a moment.

"Is this what we have been enshrining?" The boss said disdainfully, "As the God Emperor, Dongpu's spiritual pillar, is he the first to surrender to the devil?"

"You are blaspheming!" The Puppet God Emperor roared with his mouth open.

"Come on, let's kill him together and replace Dongpu's royal family." The boss said to Wu Haoxue and Zhan Kuang.

"Good idea!" Zhan Kuang took out a saber, the knife was glistening with blood, it should be a mysterious weapon.

"Come on!" Wu Haoxue felt the fighting spirit all over his body, and he also showed the carving knife, so that the knife began to be covered with mysterious sharpness.