Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 445: Ghost Makeup and Ghost Face, Lord Saves Priest

The drunkard approached Cao Yang holding a goblet filled with green liquid, but was stopped by an old man wearing a robe, holding a wooden scepter and with a short beard. The old man had an indifferent expression, but exuded an extremely dangerous aura from head to toe.

"The captain hidden in the headquarters?"

The drunkard's expression changed slightly, but he did not stop his actions. Instead, he directly poured the wine in the glass towards the old man opposite.

The strange liquid with green light spilled on the old man's dark purple robe. The robe glowed faintly in the dim environment, revealing an inexplicable horror and ominous feeling.

"Young people should not be too complacent, or they will die miserably."

Zhang Xianguang's tone was calm, but it made the drunkard shiver suddenly, as if there was a terrible beast standing in front of him.

"Young people should do more good deeds to accumulate merits, but don't die earlier than an old man like me."

After he finished speaking, he bowed.

Zhang Xianguang, who has always been ruthless, naturally would not hold back at this time. He used both the ghost den and the death curse. For a moment, six ghost bridges of different shapes connected to a mysterious place, and dense ghosts were invading the ghost den along the reincarnation bridge.

"Are you kidding me?"

The drunkard's eyes suddenly condensed. Although the dead souls were not ghosts, he was not an alien that was not afraid of the resurrection of evil spirits. If he continued like this, he would definitely die.

“Boom—Boom—”

The old and damaged ghost ship made a dull and oppressive roar, as if something horrible was about to rush out from the deck.

At this moment, Cao Yang was confronting the captain. As part of the ghost ship, the captain's terror level had exceeded the limits of any previous evil spirit. Even the blood lake could not have any effect on him.

The captain walked numbly on the surface of the Blood Lake. The hands that stretched out from the water instantly became rotten and soft just by approaching him, and finally all sank into the lake again.

"Is it so difficult to deal with just a small captain?"

Cao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, his ghost den was completely blocked, the captain ignored the influence of the ghost wind and the blood lake, and even the bronze sword could not dismember him, because the captain in front of him was not a real ghost at all, he was just a puppet of the ghost captain.

"It's really troublesome."

Cao Yang took out a carrying pole, but the pole, which was always effective, could not make the captain fall into silence. The thick and old pole hit the captain's body, and instead made a dull banging sound, just like two pieces of wood colliding.

"Find a chance to finish him off with coffin nails."

All fancy tricks have become useless, and now we can only rely on the purest and most primitive power of coffin nails.

"No one in the King's organization doubts the captain's identity as a ghost, because this guy already has enough intelligence. Judging from his external performance, he is no different from a ghost rider. It may not be that easy to nail him to death."

In the blood lake, corpses were washed ashore by the rolling blood waves. They were all real evil spirits. Although they were not very scary, they possessed the characteristics of immortality.

These evil spirits surrounded the captain. Although they could not stop his mechanical and rigid steps, they had the advantage of being outnumbered. Even if the captain wanted to break through, it would take some time.

At the same time, the two-person team of Ah Hong and Tong Qian also joined the battlefield, and Ah Hong had already painted makeup on Tong Qian's ghost face, which was the face of the two captains, one was Wei Jing, and the other was Li Leping. Ah Hong herself was made up to look like Qin Lao, who could temporarily have the ability to restart the range, which increased Tong Qian's fault tolerance rate.

With 60% of the supernatural power of the two captains, Tong Qian was now strong enough to fight any king. Her target was the knight wearing heavy armor and burning with ghost fire all over his body.

The inky black ghost den spread rapidly, the burning ghost fire was quickly extinguished, and at the same time, the black fire curse gradually deprived the knight of his vision, and the terrible death ghost was erupting.

"Sleepwalking, looking for people, black fire curse, ghost smoke, if used properly, it might even be able to kill a king in an instant."

Tong Qian's figure instantly appeared beside the knight, and the next moment a white hand was placed on the knight's shoulder, and the ghost's death curse was activated.

However, the knight was not affected at all. His heavy armor was twitching violently, making dull and heavy metal collision sounds.

"Ambush me? You picked the wrong opponent."

The knight's expression was ferocious. He was about to turn around and fight back, but was horrified to find that the spirit and ghost in his body were suppressed. What came into his sight was none other than Wei Jing's black and numb face, but this face seemed to be drawn with some kind of ink, revealing a lifeless atmosphere.

"I am an alien. A curse of this level alone cannot kill me."

Although the supernatural power fell into silence, the knight still had the capital to be arrogant. He even picked up his spear despite the fatal attack of looking for someone and sleepwalking.

"Restart!"

Seeing this, Ah Hong chose to restart the range without hesitation, and the time went back to one minute ago. The knight did not get the spear, but Tong Qian was still stacking the death curse. Only the ghost makeup on Ah Hong's face was half gone, and she had to put on makeup again at this moment.

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"The range restart can only be used twice. After two times, the ghost makeup will be completely ineffective and you will need to reapply it. You must think of a way to kill this king within two minutes."

Ah Hong muttered to herself, but soon she thought of a solution. One minute can change a lot of things. The ghost makeup on her face was quickly dissolving, and another face was being constructed and outlined.

The three kings, the manor owner, the prison warden and the snow monster, used many means and finally trapped Ye Zhen. They were able to free themselves to deal with the next captain.

"Save the knight first."

The warden made a decision quickly. He had to make a choice now. Sacrifice was inevitable. He could only try his best to save more valuable teammates.

"Damn it, the Lord still hasn't come."

The priest's teeth were almost broken in the thick blue-black haze. Originally, according to the plan, if the lord joined in, although he could not kill more captains, he could at least buy a lot of time and delay the captain's actions.

"Welcome your king."

Accompanied by a strong voice, the priest found that he had regained the ability to move. At the same time, his vision was no longer a dark blue, but was plunged into darkness.

"Brother, it's not a glorious thing to talk about me behind my back."

The figure of the lord appeared beside the priest. Of course, that was just a phenomenon condensed from the ghost den. The essence of the lord was actually this ghost den called hell.

"This kind of evil is comparable to Cao Yang and Yang Jian. This king is not a simple person."

Wang Cha Ling pushed his glasses. If he was confident that he could crush one king, then if he faced two kings at the same time, he could only say that he would not lose, but it would be difficult to defeat the opponent again.

(End of this chapter)