Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 460: The Final Battle at Baishui Town (2)

"You think you can fool me with a substitute created by a ghost? I think you are really going backwards as time goes by."

Yang Jian's move was swift and ruthless. Before Hortis could finish his words, the spear in Yang Jian's hand had already triggered the medium to dismember him. As he said, this Hortis was just an illusion created by the ghost, not real.

"Yang Jian, be careful. He wants to divide us and defeat us one by one."

Zhang Xianguang reminded, but he disappeared the next second. When he reappeared, he found himself in a strange space, where the sound of the previous piano melody echoed, which was obviously the work of the pianist.

"Woman, let me play with you."

The next person to disappear was He Yuelian. The lord's ghost den appeared forcefully and swept her away. In the confrontation with the ghost den, the lord did not think he would lose to the other party, even though she controlled the ghost painting.

"Oh? That guy named Cao Yang is not here. You have lost a very powerful companion."

Hortis' tone was slightly surprised, because there were two kings, the drunkard and the priest, beside him, which meant that Yang Jian had to face the siege of three people alone.

"I will dismember the devil of Hortis with this blow."

Yang Jian made a wish without hesitation. The tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel was able to use a hatchet to tear his ghost apart, so there was no reason why he couldn't do it.

A lot of blood immediately seeped out of the gun. Yang Jian opened the seven layers of ghost den to restart himself and avoid the erosion of the wishing ghost.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword swept through the air, and the darkness in front of him suddenly cracked into a huge crack, the ghost den was dismembered, the darkness was opened, the ghost shadows spread, and Yang Jian successfully escaped from Hortis's ghost den and saw Hortis and the other two.

Not far away, other captains were fighting hard, but this time they had changed their opponents.

However, after just a glance at Hortis, Yang Jian's body disappeared instantly, and the terrible curse of death also spread to the ghost. The originally rich ghost was suddenly covered with a layer of dull gray color, looking like it was covered with a layer of cement.

"Captain Yang, how does it feel to have six lethal attacks stacked together?"

Hortis asked with a chuckle.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but stood up quickly, holding the spear in the posture of a ghost, and stared coldly at the three people opposite.

"We must get rid of those two kings first, and then deal with Hortis."

The ghost shadow spread like a pool of ink spreading on the ground. Yang Jian threw the spear in the direction of the priest, but his real target was the drunkard.

It was visible to the naked eye that the drunkard was covered with a layer of shadow, and then some terrible supernatural power directly turned him into a shadow on a two-dimensional plane, and he saw Yang Jian opposite him in this plane.

"Are you kidding me? Coming at me?!"

The drunkard was terrified. He was not an alien. The previous fight had made his condition very bad. Even in his prime, he might not be able to beat Yang Jian, let alone now.

The drunkard who was pulled into the second dimension lost all his strength and means, and became almost an ordinary person who could be slaughtered at will. A cold and twisted ghost appeared on the plane, and at the same time, another dark fog-like darkness was gradually swallowing up the drunkard.
"Tsk, that's a really good trick."

Hortis just watched, but had no intention of saving the drunkard, allowing him to be swallowed by Yang Jian's ghost.

"Sir, are you really not going to save the drunkard?"

The pastor asked cautiously.

"I can't save him. Three-dimensional and two-dimensional are not on the same level, not to mention that Yang Jian has mastered the most advanced two-dimensional spiritual power. I really can't do anything."

Hortis shook his head. He really couldn't save the drunkard, but that didn't mean he couldn't get the ghost out of the drunkard. The ghost kept invading the drunkard's body, and it looked like only his head was left.

However, at this moment, the drunkard in the two-dimensional space suddenly dissolved into a pool of dark green liquid, and this liquid was directly absorbed into Hortis's body.

"That's great. The drunkard's core replaces the ghost wine flowing in the body instead of the blood, and can make all the evil ghosts drunk."

Hortis looked intoxicated, as if he was tasting a fine wine.

The ghost shadow condensed again, but Yang Jian's expression became solemn. His ghost shadow did kill the drunkard and turned him into a part of the two-dimensional world, but the drunkard's core spiritual power was not left behind.

"I will definitely hit Hortis with this blow."

Decisive and ruthless, Yang Jian never hesitates when taking action. After killing the drunkard, he made another wish. After triggering the medium, he picked up the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and chopped it down directly.

Blockage and hardness were clearly just a medium, but Yang Jian felt that his blow was like a kitchen knife with a rolled blade hitting thick solid wood. Not only was the resistance huge, it was even difficult to pull it back.

Then, the medium was quickly stained black by a layer of ink, as if a bucket of sticky and pungent oil was poured on it, and the oil even eroded along the blade towards the gun body.

The ink-like color was rapidly filling the medium. Yang Jian had a hunch that once the medium was completely filled with the ink, another Hortis would invade, almost the same as Meng Xiaodong in Dachuan City.

"Restart."

The ghost eyes were superimposed, and a strong red light suddenly rose. Yang Jian directly opened the eighth layer of the ghost domain to restart the range. The red light spread around. Although he successfully pulled back the spear, the red light could not cover Hortis's medium.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly condensed. Even Meng Xiaodong's invasion could not avoid the impact of the range restart, but this Hotis did it.

Not only that, during the process of Yang Jian restarting the range, the medium filled with pitch-black ink became more and more solid, and was about to actually invade Yang Jian.

"Pastor, let's get started and send Captain Yang off together."

Until this time, this foreign old man who was left over from the last era finally showed his true fangs. With six overlapping death curses, blockade and restart, media invasion, and even the inability to locate the source, it is hard to say how a ghost rider of this level has survived to this day.

"Damn it, these old guys are more troublesome than the other."

The Ghost Lake here was severely disturbed and was almost abandoned. It was blocked again when it was restarted. Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a headache.

"One more stab."

There was no need to think too much, because Hotis and the priest had already taken action, and Yang Jian never liked to put himself in a passive position.

The sixth level of the ghost cave was opened, and the surroundings were covered by a red light. The priest's actions suddenly stopped, and only the old corpse behind him showed signs of twitching.

The ground in the ghost den was covered with dense ghost shadows. Many black hands stretched out from the shadows, constantly pulling at the priest, trying to drag him into the two-dimensional shadow world.

That was not an ordinary palm, but it had some of the supernatural powers of a ghost. There was even a wisp of fire from the Caesar Hotel in it, which could use bones as fuel, then ignite human flesh and fat, and finally burn the entire person and ghost.

Each ghost hand was like a burning iron. Every time it touched the pastor's body, he couldn't help but scream. Some ghost hands even stretched out their fingers directly from his mouth and eyes and dug into his face.

(End of this chapter)