Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 437 Yang Jian’s Desperate Situation

The warden hid in the yeti's lair. He put the chain and the hammer together. The combination of the two supernatural weapons would never be as simple as 1+1, just like Yang Jian's spear.

"Drunkard, priest, do it together."

The warden said in a deep voice, and then two more kings appeared in the ghost den, and they all targeted Yang Jian at the same time.

Yang Jian, who was fighting against the owner of the manor, suddenly felt an inexplicable horror. He turned his head and saw a heavy hammer flying towards his face in response.

"Snapped--!"

With a crisp sound, the head of Yang Jian's body was cracked open, but the sledgehammer did not stop attacking. The iron chain tied to it seemed to have life, quickly climbing up and tightly wrapping around the tall ghost figure behind Yang Jian.

Soon, Yang Jian's limbs and neck were all bound by cold, rusty iron chains, making it almost impossible for him to move.

Yang Jian lay back without hesitation, and was instantly swallowed up by the cold lake water. Densely packed corpses appeared in the lake, and according to Yang Jian's idea, these corpses were quickly moving ashore.

The floating corpses are real ghosts. Although their spiritual power is very weak, they have the characteristics of ghosts and cannot be killed. Yang Jian does not expect to be able to stop the king with these water ghosts, but he needs time to get rid of the shackles of the iron chains.

"It sank into the lake?"

The owner of the manor's face darkened. Although the lake water could not submerge him, he would not be reckless enough to dive into the water to look for Yang Jian. He could only stay here and wait for Yang Jian to appear again.

"He can't run away. The supernatural chain has bound him. This chain can be extended indefinitely. No matter where he runs to, as long as my supernatural power is strong enough, I can forcibly pull him back."

The warden came over, and sure enough, a rusty iron chain was wrapped around his palm. The other end of the chain extended under the water and was still shaking violently.

"Give me a hand and help drag him out."

The next moment, the priest, the manor owner and the drunkard came over at the same time. They staggered their bodies and used all their strength to drag the chain like a tug-of-war. The spiritual powers of the three kings were all superimposed on this unlimited chain and transmitted to Yang Jian at the other end.

"Become my ghost slave."

Many of the bandages on the Pharaoh's body had peeled off, revealing a skinny and shriveled corpse that looked as if it had been drained of all its water. An old, cold, and mysterious aura emanated from it, along with a heavy sense of oppression.

The peeling bandages kept approaching Li Yang, trying to turn him into a mummy like the Pharaoh.

However, Li Yang controlled the supernatural power of corpse spots, and the bandages were being eroded just by approaching. The dirty and old bandages suddenly seemed to be stained with black ink, and were becoming wrinkled and old at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's all a king is."

Li Yang snorted coldly, and nine old, mottled red-painted wooden doors suddenly appeared beside him. The wooden doors were shaking violently, as if some ferocious beast was locked behind them.

The next second, a dull and suppressed knocking sound was heard all around, and then nine doors were opened at the same time. A skinny and shriveled ghost hand stretched out from behind the door, and nine ghost hands grabbed in the direction of the Pharaoh, almost blocking all directions and angles.

"Supernatural superposition?!"

The Pharaoh's green eyes suddenly widened. The superposition of spiritual power is not something that an ordinary ghost rider can do. The Li Yang in front of him does not seem to be simple.

Not only that, in Pharaoh's sight, the whole world became flickering and hazy, as if someone was turning on and off the lights quickly, flickering.

Nine times of triple lethal attacks erupted on Pharaoh's body. Pharaoh suddenly felt that a part of his spiritual power had fallen silent. At the same time, more bandages peeled off, exposing more of the mummy.

"Are you kidding me?! How can a captain master supernatural superposition?"

Pharaoh felt unbelievable. Although his suppressed spiritual power was recovering, since the opponent could stack it once, he could stack it a second and third time. He was already in a passive position. This was not a good sign. On the other side, Liu Qi was completely suppressed by the gravedigger. He had been opened up with many holes in his body. The flesh and blood inside were hollowed out, but no blood flowed out. There were only hideous wounds.

However, Liu Qi did not die. The curse he controlled was special enough that part of his injuries were transferred to the evil ghost, thus saving his life.

Although the gravedigger is the king, his strength in the king's organization is at the bottom. He is indeed stronger than Liu Qi, but he cannot completely kill the other party in a short time.

At this moment, a dark red spear broke the balance.

The dark red bone spear pierced through Wei Jing's chest, and the terrifying force even caused him to fall to the ground.

"The news got out."

A hint of relief flashed across Wei Jing's eyes, but the satellite phone was crushed by the knight who appeared.

"Another alien. You guys are really hard to kill."

The knight in heavy metal armor said, and then he took off his helmet. A foul smell immediately spread out, and at the same time a ball of dim and black ghost fire poured out, instantly igniting Wei Jing and turning him into a fire man.

"First I'll kill you, a piece of trash who can't even use his psychic powers."

This was the first time that the knight took off his helmet on his own initiative. Under the helmet was a skull that had long been rotten and had little flesh and blood. There were two dark holes where his eyes were, and two balls of ghost fire were jumping in his eye sockets, which looked very strange.

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"Crack-!"

Accompanied by a sound of water coming out, Yang Jian, who was hiding in the lake, was forcibly dragged out by the three kings. At this moment, Yang Jian had not yet completely escaped the constraints of the ghost chains, and there were several purple bruises on his ghost shadow.

The chains were still tightly wrapped around the ghost's body, and the terrifying supernatural power made the ghost gradually become silent.

Behind the ghost, a bright silver cross appeared at some point. As the chains twitched, the entire ghost was nailed to the cross.

This was the supernatural power of the King's priest. He took off the cross pendant from his neck, completely restricting Yang Jian's ability to move. Even the spear fell out of his hand and into the lake.

"Let's kill him in one fell swoop to avoid any more trouble. Wei Jing has already spread the news about the situation here. It won't be long before support arrives."

The knight who was torturing Wei Jing with ghost fire said that he did not have the supernatural power to kill aliens, but he could still make them suffer.

The priest had a solemn expression. He released the Curse of Thorns, and an invisible crown of thorns appeared on the ghost's head. The Curse of Thorns targeted both reality and consciousness. Yang Jian suddenly felt as if his consciousness was pricked by countless needles. The tremendous pain distorted his facial features.

The melody of the music box was echoing, but the effect was minimal, because the curse could only ensure that Yang Jian's consciousness would not die, but it could not help him avoid pain.

The warden took out another supernatural weapon, a very square knife that looked like a guillotine without a support. The owner of the manor also took back his cane, ready to crush Yang Jian completely in one fell swoop.

The drunkard brewed wine with his own blood and raised a cup of strange dark green liquid. The knight held the spear and made a throwing gesture, ready to cooperate with his teammates to deal with Yang Jian.

"Damn it, why are you all coming at me?!"

However, this is not the end, because the restrained Yang Jian saw a terrifying figure through the perspective of the ghost eye, that is the wishing ghost.

No, not just wishing ghosts.

Behind the wishing ghost, there is a blood-stained scarlet wooden cabinet.

(End of this chapter)