Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 424 The Ship Was Forced to Stop
"Zhang Xianguang?!"

All the captains' faces changed instantly, and they looked up at their former enemy. No one had expected that at this critical moment, Zhang Xianguang would be willing to take the initiative to take the risk.

Zhang Xianguang stood in front of the ghost bus. His not-so-thin figure looked a little lonely and weathered at this moment. After all, he was eighty years old. Not only was he incompatible with this era, he couldn't even integrate its ideas.

"With my strength, it shouldn't be a problem for me to forcibly take over the driving rights of the ghost bus. And your plan is not a sure thing. Maybe I can survive."

He shrugged and spoke in a nonchalant manner, but anyone could hear the heaviness in his tone.

"I don't think you are indecisive and fussy. Since you can't make a decision, I will choose for you."

As he spoke, Zhang Xianguang casually threw the blood-stained sword in his hand towards the captains, because weapons were not necessary when driving the ghost bus.

Wei Jing reached out and caught the broadsword. The supernatural power he controlled allowed him to be fearless of any tampering that might have occurred on the broadsword. However, it was still up to Yang Jian and Cao Yang to decide who would take over the broadsword.

Cao Yang didn't say anything, but fished out his ghost body from the blood lake. Without his ghost body, he would not be able to drive the bus.

The captains did not object, and Zhang Xianguang silently took over his own body and then boarded the haunted bus.

He lifted the driver's seat, revealing a fat corpse. Then, Zhang Xianguang stretched his arm to the mouth of the corpse. The corpse, which had been motionless, suddenly opened its mouth and fiercely bit Zhang Xianguang's arm.

Although he lost a piece of flesh, Zhang Xianguang successfully established a connection with the haunted bus and was judged to have become a part of the bus.

The ghost driven by Zhang Xianguang is very terrifying. After obtaining the memories of the two alien kings, the missionary and the earl, the fuel of the lantern was replenished, which also means that he has regained some control over the upside-down ghost. It is not difficult for him to drive this bus.

Half a minute later, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound, the bus door closed, and at the same time a dull roar began to sound, as if the bus engine was running.

"He can actually drive a ghost bus..."

The captains remained silent, but they had to choose to believe Zhang Xianguang because there was no better way at the moment. Once the ghost ship landed, it would be a completely devastating blow. Even if the captains were strong enough to annihilate the king, they would be exhausted to death from dealing with supernatural events.

"Everyone, there is no time left. You should do your job well. Since Zhang Xianguang can take on such an important responsibility, as the captain, it is time for you to take action."

Cao Yang felt a little heavy-hearted, but he still chose to stand up and take charge of the situation. Because Yang Jian was underdeveloped at this time, he lacked confidence. However, there was no possibility of giving up this war. He had to fight whether he could win or not. There was no turning back.

"call--!"

Yang Jian let out a long sigh and calmed down. He was indeed a little lacking in confidence, but many life and death experiences told him that there was still a glimmer of hope in desperate situations, not to mention that he had not yet reached the point of despair.

"Get ready to do it."

As Yang Jian finished his words, all the captains were on high alert. Even the weaker Liu Qi and Wen Zhong were ready to fight to the death at any time.

No matter the captain or the king, everyone's attention is focused on the ghost ship and the ghost bus at this moment. Under the powerful supernatural interference, the lights of the ghost bus have completely dimmed, and the last ray of light left allows people to barely see a vague figure in the driver's seat.

"It's about to collide." The captains stared at the scene closely, their hearts were lifted up, and even their heartbeats slowed down by half a beat.

The many figures that were originally standing side by side at the bow disappeared at some point without leaving any trace, as if they had never appeared.

At this moment, the front of the ghost bus and the hull of the ghost ship collided violently, and the evil spirits in the car and on the ship made hoarse and terrifying screams at the same time.

The front of the train was deforming, and the hull was twisting. The lights in the train suddenly went out, and the ghost ship stopped moving, being forcibly stopped by the seemingly tiny ghost bus.

"Oh shit, this little bus actually stopped your ghost ship."

In the apartment run by the King, codenamed the landlord, more than twenty figures gathered together. The one who just spoke was a tall man with his upper body naked.

The man's exposed upper body was covered with various scars, and there was an extremely hideous scar on his face. He held an old and mottled revolver in his left hand, and was playing with it in a very professional manner.

"You're such a lousy gambler, but I like you. If we weren't allies, I'd really like to have a fair duel with you, Mr. Gambler."

Another man, who was also shirtless and wearing a distinctive gladiator helmet, laughed heartily. He was frighteningly strong, with terrifying muscles all over his body. He looked more like a sturdy warrior than a ghost rider, just like his code name: Gladiator.

"Okay, now is not the time to chat and laugh. The captains should take action immediately. Although the ghost ship has been forced to stop, the evil spirits on the ship will not be silent. It is time for you to take action. As for whether you are willing to surround and kill the captain or sabotage, it is up to you."

Ever since Ye Zhen intercepted the coffin nail, the painter's face has been gloomy, but fortunately he still has enough say to command these crazy guys.

"Waaaaaaa! Then let's move and see who can kill the other team's captain the fastest."

The king, codenamed the Gambler, seemed particularly excited, with a green light flashing in his eyes, and he escaped from the apartment building in a flash. The Gladiator followed closely behind him, and he was also an out-and-out madman. Extreme fighting was his biggest and most cruel hobby.

Soon after, the other kings also left, but they were much more cautious, and basically acted in groups of three to five. Even if they encountered multiple captains, there was a possibility of counterattack or even counter-killing.

The painter, the knight, the pallbearers and the gentleman stayed behind, choosing to act with the landlord and prepare to meet the arrival of the terrifying owner of the manor.

Although Luo Qian's terror frightened him a little, he soon realized that the opponent's method could not be used many times, so after paying some price, he chose to walk out of the Horror Manor and participate in this unfair war.

The kings did not hide their actions; they appeared openly in Dahai City and stared at the captains hungrily, as if they had regarded the captains as prey.

At this moment, strange paper ashes suddenly fell from the air, and the whole world was quickly covered with a layer of gray color. A woman in a red wedding dress and a red veil suddenly appeared and stood directly next to Yang Jian.

"Is this... that evil painting?!"

The gravedigger recognized the origin of the paper ashes. It was the notorious ghost painting in Europe. This discovery made many kings change their faces at the same time, because the horror of ghost paintings was well known to everyone, but could this level of supernatural power really be controlled?

(End of this chapter)