The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 315 Rescue
"It's over."

At this moment, desperately, struggling, and thinking are meaningless.

Yes, only despair.

Despair, endless despair.

There is no decompression, imprisoned growth, copying and restarting.

Of these three abilities, a ghost only needs to possess one of them to be defined as S rank.

But now, it is a ghost that possesses these three abilities at the same time.

The most desperate thing is that this ghost has grown up.

Looking at the coffin with no end in sight, and the densely packed figures.

Almost everyone is completely desperate.

Only when you experience it yourself, you will understand what is called an unexplainable supernatural event.

This level of supernatural events is no longer something a ghost master who can control two or three ghosts can handle.

According to the current situation, even if he blocked the attack of a ghost messenger, so what?
Waiting behind, there are ten or a hundred ghosts attacking.

Group after group, a steady stream of ghosts rushed towards this side, tearing the ghost master into pieces with ease.

There are too many, too many to despair.

At this moment, everyone was trembling all over, their pupils were constricted, their breathing was low, their blood seemed to have froze, and there was no other emotion in their bodies except fear.

What about the top batch of ghost masters in the country?
They are just a group of people, a group of people who steal supernatural powers.

However, what stood in front of them was a truly incomprehensible ghost.

Unresolvable suppression, growth in detention, and now the ability to restart also comes with a layer of copying ability.

This is not a ghost that a ghost master can fight against.

There is no chance, no hope, and no chance of a comeback.

The laboratory seemed to have fallen into silence at this moment, no one made a sound, and no one attempted to resist.

And at this moment, among the coffins whose exact number is unknown, the ghost has already stepped forward with one foot, facing the direction where everyone is, and seems to be planning to harvest this experience package as soon as he walks out of the ghost coffin.

Extremely desperate, the so-called top batch of ghost masters in the country, in front of this ghost who is about to walk out of the ghost coffin, is nothing more than a gift package of experience.

Among the dozen or so ghost masters, the worst one was mastering two ghosts.

After they died in this world that belonged to the ghosts, this ghost that walked out of the ghost coffin, this group of ghosts that walked out of the ghost coffin, would grow to the point of being truly incomprehensible.

"Can your ghost domain go out?"

Wang Xiaoming suppressed his fear, looked at Li Leping and said.

"No, I can cover an area at most and temporarily resist the invasion of Guichai and Huangyu, but Guichai's suppression is too strong, and this resistance is only temporary." Li Leping said.

He could feel that after the ghost smoke drifted out, there were faint signs of dissipating.

Guicha's ghost domain itself also has a strong ability to suppress, even the ghost smoke that is comparable to Yang Jian's fourth-level ghost domain cannot break through such a blockade.

He can only barely defend, which means that he does not have the possibility of turning passive into active.

"Have you grown to this level..." Wang Xiaoming lowered his head slightly, thoughtful.

"Professor, what should we do now?"

Li Jun had no choice.

In front of and behind him, there are ghost coffins in all directions. These threats hidden in the darkness caused Li Jun to sweat profusely at this time. He can only pin his hopes on Wang Xiaoming, who has the ability to think far beyond ordinary people. Professor Wang can give a plan that can change the situation of the battle.

"I have to withdraw." Wang Xiaoming's answer was also very simple.

He can die, let alone be afraid of death.

However, he couldn't die here with a group of ghost masters.

Although this group of ghost masters seemed very powerless in the face of ghosts, it was because they were facing S-level, or even supernatural events that could be defined as above S-level.

It's not a matter of numbers, or even a human-solvable event.

And if a group of top ghost masters in the country are here, the situation that has finally stabilized will collapse, and once these dead ghost masters become food for ghosts, Dajing City may also fall into a huge crisis.

After thinking about this point, Wang Xiaoming took out the satellite positioning mobile phone.

Communication is still normal, it seems that ghosts are not very intelligent, at least they don't know how to cut off internal and external communication like borrowing ghosts.

Before dialing the phone, Wang Xiaoming took out another thing.

A bright red candle.

"Ghost candle?"

Many people in despair looked at this red candle, like a candle that can be seen everywhere on the street, but there was a gleam of light in their eyes.

But soon, this light was ignited with great difficulty, symbolizing that the light of hope dimmed again.

The things here are too scary and there are too many of them. Although the ghost candles have the ability to protect them, being surrounded by a group of ghosts can only delay the death time of everyone.

Even if the ghost candle is lit, how long can this small candle keep burning in the face of so many ghost attacks?

He didn't light the ghost candle immediately, nor did he pay attention to the negative gazes around him.

Wang Xiaoming dialed the phone.

……

A hillside outside the laboratory.

Compared with the darkness and despair of the laboratory at the moment, the sun is shining brightly here, the air is fresh, and the surrounding green plants are growing freely, giving the vitality of nature to this area.

However, looking down from this hillside, a place in the distance is shrouded in darkness. The morning sun shines through, but the bright light and warm sunlight can't open any gaps.

The strangest thing is that this lingering darkness seems to be getting deeper and thicker, and the entire darkness has formed a shape similar to a coffin.

"The situation has deteriorated, and there has been a change in the ghost messenger. Wang Xiaoming is in big trouble."

Several figures appeared on this hillside, and the one who spoke was Jiang Shangbai who was the first to withdraw from the laboratory and refused to fight against the ghost.

He had a disagreement with Wang Xiaoming before, thinking that it is obviously unwise to choose to fight against ghosts when he has no coffin nails in hand.

So, he simply took a group of people and evacuated the dangerous area in time before the ghost messenger came back from wandering. However, there are still many ghost masters staying by Wang Xiaoming's side.

There are quite a few ghost masters staying in the laboratory, and many of them have satellite positioning mobile phones that maintain 24-hour communication. Therefore, the headquarters is constantly updating the information in the laboratory.

As one of the important members of the circle of friends, Jiang Shangbai can naturally receive these information at the same time, so as to know the situation in the laboratory.

The original ghost has unsolvable suppression ability, growth ability, and incredible restart ability.

But now, as the ghost messenger entered the coffin again, it has also undergone new changes.

Its restart ability has gone one step further, and it can even replicate countless copies of itself.

The unreasonable suppressing ability, coupled with the unsolvable suppressing ability, superimposed on each other, any ghost master would be easily killed.

"Fortunately, we withdrew early. If we hesitated for a while longer, we might be the ones who died." A ghost master who followed Jiang Shangbai withdrew sighed.

Either way, it's definitely better to be alive than to be dead.

Life is short in the first place, if you don't find some opportunities to enjoy it more, just get caught up in supernatural events for no apparent reason, wouldn't you die unjustly?
"What do you say at the headquarters?" Jiang Shangbai glanced at the man, ignored him, and asked himself.

"Of course the headquarters was the first to receive the news, and they are also aware of Wang Xiaoming's current danger. They will definitely find a way to arrange rescue personnel, but whether they can be rescued or not is another matter." A ghost master said, just in tone Doesn't sound like a good idea for the rescue operation HQ intends to carry out.

They are at the scene now, so they naturally know that this gradually deepening darkness is not so easy to break through.

"There is no decompression, no restriction, no imprisoning. When restarting, a new self will be born, and the ability of the suppressed ghost can be used. There is even an inexplicable thing helping it grow."

Jiang Shangbai thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

I am a little fortunate that Wang Xiaoming rejected his plan at the beginning.

Otherwise, even with the coffin nails in hand and a team of top ghost masters, it is estimated that they will not be able to take down this ghost messenger.

There are too many uncertain factors in this incident, especially the unidentified thing that snatched back the ghost messenger.

"Huh? Someone's cell phone is ringing."

Suddenly, there was a burst of mobile phone ringing in everyone's ears.

The ringtone is very familiar. This is the unique ringtone of the satellite positioning of the headquarters.

Looking around, the eyes of several people finally converged on one person.

The man was handsome, 1.8 meters tall, and his excellent figure was comparable to a perfect hanger. He wore the Interpol uniform differently from others, but his sickly pale face and thin figure could not hide the natural shoulders. With a wide advantage, and looking down one shoulder, you will find that this person has a particularly weird palm.

It was a hand that didn't match his gender at all. It was slender and white, like the palm of a woman.

At this moment, this young man who looked nothing special other than being handsome, just sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the darkness in the distance with an easygoing expression.

"Gu Li from Daxi City."

Jiang Shangbai was the first to react, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

This is a very strange person, a very different person in the supernatural circle.

This is not only because Gu Li is very casual in his daily life, most of the time he is talking and laughing, not only full of emotions, but also friendly to others.

More importantly, Jiang Shangbai knew that Gu Li, as one of the early Interpol at the headquarters, had received a personal invitation from Fang Shiming to join his circle of friends.

However, Gu Li rejected Fang Shiming's invitation in the early days of the establishment of the headquarters, when his strength had not yet gathered.

The reason given is also very straightforward, that is, although Daxi City lags behind Dajing City a lot, he still likes to stay in his hometown.

Therefore, Gu Li rejected Fang Shiming's invitation, and Fang Shiming seemed to let the matter go.

But Jiang Shangbai knew how strong Fang Shiming was.

That kind of strength is ingrained in his bones, and he can't be fooled into rejecting it with just a few words.

Gu Li dared to say no, and he was still alive and kicking, so he definitely wasn't a character to mess with.

(End of this chapter)