The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The headquarters was completely invaded.

In fact, the defense level of the headquarters is very high, a large amount of gold is added to the building materials, and various defensive supernatural items can be activated at any time.

However, on one's own territory, weapons that are too destructive cannot be used at will.

The headquarters did not want to achieve the result of "injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging itself by eight hundred".

This also led to several exorcists marching straight in.

"Pierrot, why do I feel something is wrong?" Two exorcists, a man and a woman, walked side by side in the corridor. The woman suddenly spoke up and said this.

"Edith, don't always be suspicious." The man named Piero said in a somewhat casual tone.

The female exorcist Edith frowned and said, "It was too quiet. We only encountered a wave of obstruction when we first broke in."

"The entire Huaxia headquarters seems to be empty now, which is very abnormal."

"I remember that there is an idiom in this country called 'catching a turtle in a urn'..."

"Shit!" Piero glared at her and interrupted her: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. It should be 'please put yourself in the urn'!"

"No matter what it is, the situation is different after all..." Only halfway through speaking, Edith and Piero stopped at the same time.

"No traffic ahead!"

A middle-aged woman with bunted hair, a slightly plump body, and a round and kind face stopped the two of them.

She was wearing a white mourning dress, holding a mourning stick, and was surrounded by the faint sounds of howling ghosts and wolves.

Piero looked surprised: "Auntie, you... are the cleaning aunt? You are really serious and responsible~"

"You presumptuous fellow, you are blind!" the middle-aged woman yelled angrily: "I am Feng Qinfen, the ghost controller at the headquarters. Please call me Ms. Feng."

"Huh?" Piero pretended to be shocked.

"Is there no one at the Huaxia headquarters? In this case, a middle-aged woman was asked to stand in front to respond to the enemy?"

"Bold!" Ms. Feng's eyes widened in anger.

"Who stipulates that middle-aged women cannot control powerful ghosts and go into battle to kill enemies? You are discriminating! Meili is too unfree~"

Piero was dumbfounded on the spot when he was questioned, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

"Okay, joke time is over."

Ms. Feng’s tone was serious and solemn.

"Pierrot the Puppet and Edith the Ghost Mother, you two broke into the Chinese Supernatural Control Headquarters without permission. Your crime is unpardonable. Are you prepared to die here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly raised the mourning stick.

As she moved, the surrounding space began to tremble, as if some strange supernatural power had been awakened.

Countless strange cries converged into an invisible torrent, penetrating the boundary between reality and illusion, echoing in this corridor with endless sadness and resentment.

The endless cries echoed in the narrow space, intertwining together into a tragic song, which seemed to be full of pain and despair, and was horrifying.

Feeling the extremely oppressive supernatural power coming from Ms. Feng, Piero raised the corners of his mouth rather sickly.

"Interesting, what a great aunt."

The cries became louder and louder, and the lights used for lighting in the corridor flickered a few times before finally going out.

Darkness hit, and spider web-like cracks appeared in the ceiling, floor and walls on both sides.

The dark wind blowing constantly from the cracks played a shuddering monotonous melody, like the chorus of hundreds of millions of creatures when they were tortured together, shouting to the heavens and the earth.

All the ghosts cried together.

Piero and Edith finally changed their expressions and put away their contempt for Ms. Feng.

"It is normal for the Chinese headquarters to have such strong people." Edith sighed.

After saying that, her belly swelled up like a huge ball of flesh, bursting through her clothes.

The thin belly is almost transparent, with squirming faces protruding one after another.

The mouths of these grimaces opened and closed, emitting an overlapping reverberation: "Ma Ma..."

Edith's belly split open on both sides amid the reverberation.

The hideous and ugly ghost fetus shot out with the placenta and umbilical cord attached!

The ghost fetus quickly climbed onto the walls and ceiling, and as it moved, foul-smelling turbid mucus was flowing all over its body.

Edith held out her bloody belly and stared at Ms. Feng bitterly.

Driven by her, the ghost fetus opened its mouth to an astonishing degree, revealing two rows of fine fangs, and rushed towards Ms. Feng.

Bang--

Ms. Feng waved the mourning stick, hitting each child one at a time. The ghost fetuses running in the front, along with their placenta and umbilical cord, were hit hard on the ground and rolled to Edith's feet.

Creak——

Ms. Feng, who was killing everyone, suddenly froze for a moment, and her joints made an unnatural sound.

Several invisible transparent threads were tied to her body at some point.

The source of the thread is another exorcist, Piero, who seems to be standing by all the time.

Ms. Feng sneered, and her white clothes moved without any wind, and the threads tied to her body were immediately broken one by one.

The battle between the three of them could not be decided in a short period of time.

Similar scenes are happening in many places in the headquarters.

At the same time, a tense negotiation was taking place in the highest conference room of the headquarters.

The representative of the Exorcist negotiating team, Bill, was sitting opposite Fu Youhua.

Behind Fu Youhua are other government leaders who participated in the negotiations remotely through electronic devices.

Faced with Fu Youhua's severe accusation, Bill just stretched out a finger and shook it, saying:

"Not long ago, a city in the United States was destroyed. According to our investigation, the murderer who committed this heinous crime is likely to come from the headquarters."

"We need the headquarters to give a reasonable explanation and account."

Fu Youhua was extremely angry: "The headquarters has clearly explained that the incident was a frame-up!"

Bill shook his head: "This is not what I want to hear."

"I have to remind you that before coming here, I have submitted an application to leave the official American supernatural organization, and also submitted an application to renounce American citizenship."

"Not only me, all the exorcists who came to the headquarters today are like this. . "

"We are still representatives of the United States, but we can become stateless civilians at any time."

Fu Youhua was directly amused by him: "America wants to use such crude means to completely push the responsibility? What daydreaming!"

"The senior executives of the headquarters were collectively killed today. You exorcists are major suspects. I haven't investigated your responsibility yet, but you have the nerve to take the initiative!"

Bill was stunned and denied immediately: "No, we didn't harm the senior executives of the headquarters."

"I think you are quibbling. The exorcists invaded the headquarters today, and the senior executives of the headquarters happened to die today. Do you want to tell me that this is a coincidence?" Fu Youhua's attitude was very serious.

Bill frowned. If the senior executives of the headquarters were really killed collectively today, the exorcists would not be able to explain it clearly.

Fu Youhua continued: "In fact, America has no evidence at all. The arson and massacre are related to the Chinese headquarters. You just want to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble and pass the loss on to others!"

"The current situation in America must be quite bad, right?"

Bill immediately said: "Please don't speculate! Don't change the subject! We are here to discuss the ghost fire burning the city..."

Fu Youhua interrupted him: "Your attitude is not like to discuss, but more like to make trouble!"

"No, this is just a reasonable means!" Bill's tone was very serious.

"If the exorcist does not show strong force, the headquarters will definitely perfunctory."

Fu Youhua sneered: "Aren't you afraid that we will fight head-on and fight to the end!"

Bill raised his chin slightly arrogantly: "Are you sure?"

"Excuse me, if the two countries go to war for this, the situation will definitely fall into great chaos, and the good order that your country barely maintained in the era of supernatural revival will collapse in an instant."

Fu Youhua was choked. In fact, what Bill said was true.

Ever since America was inexplicably entangled by the goddess of beauty, the originally good situation quickly collapsed.

Many hostile countries took the opportunity to secretly add insult to injury. In addition, due to different national conditions, there are large and small civil organizations everywhere, which are very difficult to manage, so that America is now like a stone stuck in a quagmire.

Fu Youhua doesn't want to use his exquisite porcelain to hit the stone!

It's not worth it, they don't deserve it at all!

"What do you want?" Fu Youhua couldn't help but play a straight ball.

Bill immediately replied: "We have two requirements."

"First, share the manufacturing technology of the longevity potion. Second, join forces to encircle and suppress the goddess of beauty."

"This is impossible!" Fu Youhua refused straightforwardly.

The longevity potion is a vital and highly confidential matter that must not be leaked to outsiders, and there is no need for the headquarters to provoke the goddess of beauty!

Bill's face turned cold: "You don't know how terrifying the beauty god is!"

"Affected by it, social problems in the United States have been seriously intensified, and the frequency of supernatural events has increased significantly."

"Do you naively think that the beauty god will only focus on one place to cause harm? Sooner or later, he will extend his claws to you, and he may even have already made a move in secret!"

"So what?" Fu Youhua was unmoved, "The headquarters has its own reasonable plan to deal with potential crises. There is no need to cooperate with outsiders, especially those with ill intentions!"

Bill stared at him sinisterly: "The Huaxia headquarters has fallen into my ghost domain, and I can expand the scope of the ghost domain at any time to cover the entire city."

"Are you sure you want to refuse my request?"

When he said this, his whole body was emitting violent supernatural fluctuations, which brought Fu Youhua an unprecedented strong sense of oppression.

Fu Youhua was startled and stretched out his hand to clench the wooden bracelet on his right wrist, which barely avoided losing his composure on the spot.

Bill seemed a little surprised, and the supernatural in his body burst out more violently.

Now not only Fu Youhua couldn't hold on, but also those who were watching the negotiation remotely through electronic devices couldn't hold on!

The supernatural power actually crawled over along the network cable!

The negotiation failed, and Bill decided to use violence.

Forcibly obtain the manufacturing technology of the longevity potion, or disrupt the situation in China, and divert the trouble to let the goddess of beauty focus on this land. As long as one of these two points can be accomplished, it will be worth the trip!

Fu Youhua wanted to say something else, but Bill ignored him.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Even if you take the wrong path, as long as you keep going and reach the end, the detour will become the right path!

The entire headquarters base has been covered by a huge transparent dome. This is the boundary of the ghost domain. Bill seems to be an expert in this. The strength of the ghost domain is outrageous.

The ghost riders who came to support were blocked outside. They are trying to use various means to break through the ghost domain.

At this time, most of the staff members in the headquarters base who had no fighting power had already hidden in the golden safe house.

The ghost riders struggled to resist the exorcists, and the top ghost riders could not get in for a while, and the headquarters was in a state of decline.

Some exorcists caught some staff members who did not have time to retreat to the safe house, and used them to release some of the imprisoned evil spirits.

The ghosts with high degree of harm were imprisoned in more confidential containment rooms. The ghosts that could be released were all those with low degree of harm, with perfect containment plans, or those being studied and analyzed.

These released ghosts further aggravated the chaos in the headquarters.

An old lady staggered around the stairwell without a regular pattern. Her face was twisted into a terrifying cat face, with a green light flashing in her eyes. Her loose skin could not cover her sharp fangs, and she had a weird smile on her lips, as if she would eat anyone at any time.

A man with a pale face and closed eyes walked in the passage, followed by a row of people with their eyes closed. When a living person saw them, they would unconsciously follow their pace, slowly close their eyes, and never open them again.

An old radio appeared randomly in every corner of the base, constantly broadcasting: "Now it's the old news broadcast time..."

Many evil spirits escaped from the trap, causing danger everywhere in the headquarters.

"You see, this is just the beginning. I'll give you another chance. Do you still stick to your original choice?" Bill stood up and looked down at Fu Youhua.

Fu Youhua lowered his eyes, anxious to death, why didn't the support come? At the moment, he could only delay as much as possible, and try to gain more time.

At this time, outside the headquarters, the blocked ghost riders gathered together.

"What should we do? We can't even get in. If we delay any longer, the opportunity will be gone!" Someone said impatiently.

Another person said: "To be able to support such a strong ghost domain, the strength must be good. Even if we can break through this ghost domain, how much chance do we have of winning against the exorcists?"

"I heard the meaning of retreat from your words..."

"You are noble, you are amazing! You are still helpless here!"

"With the enemy at hand, say less..."

Amid the discussion, suddenly, a beam of black light shot straight from the distant sky to the transparent dome covering the headquarters base!

Click, click——

The dome was filled with fine and sharp cracking sounds, like thousands of nails scratching a blackboard, making people feel uncomfortable from the inside out, from body to mind.