The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 284 Emperor Him (yi)

The yellow sand ghost can give Fan Xing the ability to use ghost creatures, and can also turn into yellow sand to be immune to most attacks.

The ghost tombstone allows him to use the ability to suppress ghosts, and it can also cast curses.

The grave-crying ghost, although there is no cry, but this ghost is still very weird. It seems that bowing to the grave can greatly increase its terror level, and it also has the ability to protect the ghost driver.

Of course, the correlation and complementarity in ability between several ghosts is not very great.

But after they got together, what they turned into was extremely terrifying.

The yellow sand provides the sand, the tombstone provides the grave, and the grave-crying ghost pays homage to the funeral to increase the level of terror, so that Fan Xing can have a cemetery beside him at any time.

"Unfortunately, I haven't encountered any ghosts related to the graves, only that guy Feng Quan. I forgot to bring some graves back from the ghost house last time."

In Zhao Yi's hands, there were only ghosts left, and there were not many ghosts that could be related to the cemetery. Except for the three ghosts handed over to Fan Xing, there was only one spirit ghost left.

However, the spirit position ghost fits well with the coffin mourning hall, but it doesn't fit so well with the cemetery.

"That's all for now. Although these three ghosts don't look powerful alone, they all have their own room for growth."

The yellow sand ghost can become more terrifying by desertifying others and increasing the number of sand.

Tombstones and Grave Cryers can also complement each other to the point of heightening the level of terror.

"Come here." Zhao Yi glanced at Fan Xing and motioned him to come over to his side.

Fan Xing nodded blankly, walked over, and then Zhao Yi directly threw the three cards over.

Fan Xing reached out to pick it up, but found that the three cards passed through his body very strangely.

No, maybe not through his body, but through his skin and into his body.

The three game cards are not as simple as they appear on the surface, they are all ghosts, and the three ghosts entered Fan Xing's body at the same time, the consequences can be imagined.

The yellow sand ghost was the first to erupt and began to affect Fan Xing's body. The flesh and blood skin seemed to have lost all moisture suddenly, and began to become dry, dehydrated, and transformed into yellow sand.

Feeling this scene, Fan Xing fell to the ground in pain.

Fortunately, at this time, the second ghost began to play a role, and the ghost tombstone also began to affect Fan Xing's body. He was fighting against the yellow sand ghost, no, it should be said to be looking for a balance point.

After all, the game cards are all controlled by Zhao Yi, just to control the ghosts, even if it is the ghosts that Zhao Yi controlled in the first place, it is inevitable to be affected by ghosts.

The tombstone is now like a town stone, no matter how Huangsha ghost transforms Fan Xing's body, one piece will not be affected.

At the same time, the grave-crying ghost who lost his face also began to get involved in the struggle between the two ghosts. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call him a mourning ghost at this time, after all, this ghost can no longer cry.

Zhao Yi glanced at Fan Xing's state, estimated in his mind how long it would take for the other party to balance, and then left the game world.

He left the country and did not stay here any longer.

Because it has not been long since the agreed time in the country I went to last time.

"king."

In the country of Hak, an old man was reviewing various documents at this time, and suddenly a figure appeared beside him.

The old man quickly recognized the identity of the other party. After all, some time ago, he and others also asked the other party to become the king of this country.

"How are the preparations for the enthronement ceremony? How are the preparations for the Chinese learning policy?" Zhao Yi said coldly.

"The preparations have been completed, and the enthronement ceremony can be held at any time, just waiting for your arrival, the king." The old man responded quickly.

"As for the Chinese language learning policy, I'm afraid it will take some time, but because the two countries are relatively close to each other, there are not many people in our country who know Chinese, and it is not difficult to learn it."

"King? I don't want to be a king, so let's choose one of the original people in this country." Zhao Yi said lightly.

"King, please don't refuse. No one else is qualified for this candidate except you." The old man was surprised and worried.

"Did it provoke you that the king no longer wants to accept this country?"'

"It's not this problem. Compared with the king, I hope to become the supreme being, such as a god." Zhao Yi glanced at the old man and said his plan.

"God?" The old man was taken aback.

In his opinion, Zhao Yi's methods are indeed not much different from gods.

"But if you think about it, what is the difference between a god and a king?" Zhao Yi waved his hand, and then said: "So I finally decided to call myself emperor."

"Just call me the emperor as I want, the emperor's name: he (yì), you can call me him, emperor him."

"Is he the emperor? In some words, he represents God, an incomprehensible existence, and represents supremeness, which is incomprehensible." The old man murmured.

"Based on your means, it would be appropriate to call yourself He. If that's the case, then we can arrange it, but I don't know what the name of this country should be?"

"National name: Yan, which means the flame that burns ghosts, and is also the fire of hope for new life, the fire of hope that will never go out." Zhao Yi looked at the old man, and his aura changed at this moment.

"The name of the country: Yan Kingdom. The king: Emperor He."

"Yes, I will arrange it right away. When will the emperor decide to ascend the throne?"

Although Zhao Yi said that he could call him He, or Di He, the old man still didn't dare to call him that.

After thinking about it, since Zhao Yi likes the word Di, it is necessary to have the word Di in the address, and Jun represents the meaning of the Lord, so he came up with such an honorific title. "Emperor."

"In three days' time, I will invite some people to participate. Bring me paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and I will write a few invitations myself." Zhao Yi said lightly.

The old man immediately prepared what he needed.

Holding a pen and paper, Zhao Yi began to think about who to invite to participate.

Yang Jian and Ye Zhen, although their relationship is not that good, they still recognize each other, so they should be invited.

Then there was Zhou Deng, this guy Zhao Yi felt pretty good last time, and he has the ability to become the captain in the future, and has this qualification.

Li Jun?Forget it, if Li Jun comes over, maybe he can start a fight with Zhao Yi.

After all, Li Jun's loyalty to the country is self-evident. If Zhao Yi leaves that country, it's no wonder that the other party can come.

Although Zhao Yi himself has no feelings for that country, others don't think so.

Old medicine?There is no need, the other party is not interested in this kind of thing.

Wang Xiaoming, this is not necessary, the other party is not interested in this kind of thing either.

"Forget it, just write three letters, and I don't know anyone else."

Zhao Yi felt a little helpless, looking back, he found that there was not even one person in this world who he could really care about.

(End of this chapter)