Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 68
The moment Zhang Qian turned around, an old sword struck him directly in the face with a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

The rusty blade is still wrapped with blood threads that cannot be washed away, whether from ghosts or humans.

This long-planned strike came so fast that Zhang Qian had no time to think. He could only mobilize his true energy like a conditioned reflex and use his most powerful attack method.

The moment the sword was about to fall on Zhang Qian's face, a ferocious ghost face suddenly appeared out of thin air, its empty eyes staring straight at the unknown figure in the black smoke.

Although the figure couldn't see its facial features clearly, it still had vision, and Ghostface's attack condition was triggered the moment it saw the mask.

The true energy crossed the space and directly acted on the mysterious man, and the brutal attack forced him to take a beating.

But it only lasted for a moment. The mysterious figure's supernatural power was far stronger than the current Qi, and he quickly adapted to the attack of the ghost face.

But adapting does not mean that the attack loses its effectiveness. Even if the figure returns to action, blood and tears will ooze from the corners of its eyes, and it will not take long before it turns into a rotting corpse.

However, the mysterious man didn't care about his injuries at all. He even let go of his defenses and allowed the true energy to rage in his body. He only wanted to split Zhang Qian in half.

"Shh-"

The cold broadsword made a clear cut.

Zhang Qian has disappeared. He voluntarily gave up the attack and completely cut off his connection with this black smoke space.

The illusion collapsed into a large ball of green and black smoke, but even the invisible black smoke was split in half by the mysterious man's knife, and then dissipated feebly after a twist.

……

In the room, Zhang Qian's body tensed instantly, and his vigilant eyes scanned around the room.

Without any hesitation, he took out the ghost candle and lit it. At the same time, he maximized his senses and was alert to possible dangers.

The candle flame was dim, and the ghost candle's burning speed was almost stagnant, indicating that no supernatural force was trying to attack him.

The warm candlelight shrouded Zhang Qian's body, soothing his nervous mind.

"Something almost happened..." Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling lucky to have survived the disaster.

Although the self in the black smoke space is just an illusion, the sense of crisis that shines like a ray on the back cannot be faked.

The figure probably has some means, and can even hurt the main body by attacking the illusion.

"Brother, what happened?" Wang Shang, who was waiting on the side, immediately realized something was wrong, and immediately threw the annoying Tian Hao aside and walked over.

Although he might be in danger, he was more concerned about Zhang Qian's safety.

"It's not a big problem, I just suffered a loss." Zhang Qian gently blew out the ghost candle and put it away, secretly determined to blackmail two more from Wang Xiaoming.

This letter delivery mission probably involves solving a potential threat, so the headquarters won't deny it a reward, right?

"That's good..." Wang Shang hesitated, worried that he would offend Zhang Qian if he asked too many questions.

"Hey, actually I was careless and didn't dodge, and I was almost killed by a knife..." Zhang Qian did not shy away and simply talked about the things in the fantasy realm.He originally wanted to select a few teammates, and Wang Shang was a good candidate.

Although Wang Shang is not strong enough, his mentality has begun to change, and he is no longer the college student who often hugs his legs and cries.

Fear is inevitable, but Wang Shang has the courage to face it.

Wang Shang's performance against the jumper last night was also remarkable. It was obvious that he was a trustworthy person, and Zhang Qian felt relieved to have him as his teammate.

After introducing the general situation, Wang Shang also sweated for Zhang Qian, "What an insidious person. Even if he is strong, he can still be insidious. Fortunately, brother, you reacted quickly. If it were me, I would have been lying down."

Zhang Qian shook his head and denied his statement, "I can't say it's sinister. Although I don't know why he attacked me, he obviously wanted to kill me. It's not surprising that he used any method in this case."

"And he almost succeeded. He just caught me relaxing. I have to say that I was able to escape the attack this time with some luck."

Wang Shang was still a little worried and hesitated: "Doesn't this mean that your ability has a big flaw. If you use it, you may be caught and attacked based on this weakness?"

If you attack others, you will have to bear the risk of being attacked, which is not cost-effective in Wang Shang's opinion.

"It depends on how the figure entered the illusion. Was it already hiding in the illusion, or did it just forcefully invade the illusion?"

Zhang Qian analyzed the possible situation and speculated, "But I think it is unlikely that the figure has been hiding in the illusion from the beginning. Otherwise, why didn't he attack me when I first entered?"

You must know that Zhang Qian stayed in the illusion for several hours at the beginning, so there were definitely many opportunities for attacks.

Besides suppressing the ghost who jumped off the building, he also explored that space and was very sure that nothing else existed in it.

"So that figure probably couldn't invade at first, and it wasn't until a certain time that he found the opportunity to get in." Zhang Qiandao.

"After turning on the lights?" Wang Shang guessed.

"In other words, it was after the ghost disappeared. The ghost disappeared from my perception for a while, probably because the darkness blocked my perception. But not long after, I felt the ghost again. It was probably the figure using some means. I transported the evil ghost over and used the evil ghost as the starting point to invade my ability." Zhang Qian added.

"Darkness has cut off perception, and you could feel the ghost again just now..." Wang Shang looked around and lowered his voice, "Doesn't that mean the figure is in the post office? Probably hiding in a nearby room? "

"So we have to keep a low profile recently. The figure resisted my attack but was not injured. It is definitely stronger than most ghost controllers." Zhang Qian sighed, "Probably they are the remnants of the old era... These guys are different from the contemporary ones. Ghost Controllers are simply different from each other, and any one of them can shock the contemporary supernatural world. I don’t know how many such monsters there are.”

The feeling of the figure to Zhang Qian was different from that of Xun Can or Luo Wensong. Facing a big boss like Luo Wensong, Zhang Qian could only feel the power of the ethereal void, but could not feel how strong it was.

But Zhang Qian could feel a strong threat from the figure. Although the gap was still huge, it seemed that he could catch up.

"Even eldest brother, do you think he is a monster?" Wang Shang was a little surprised.

In his opinion, the figure just took advantage of the sneak attack, and the outcome of a head-on fight was uncertain.

"It's okay. We can hide if we can't afford to offend him. Just be more careful with him." Zhang Qian comforted, "Don't forget that Luo Wensong is the boss of the post office. He can't let others kill the courier."

And what’s wrong with being strong now? I’ll come and swallow you when I eat two more ghosts.

(End of this chapter)