Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 464: The Final Battle at Baishui Town (6)

"Gurgling——"

The scarlet and sticky blood continuously seeped out from the spear and Yang Jian's wrist, as if endless. It quickly drove away the ink that had invaded Yang Jian's body, and at the same time wrapped Yang Jian up into a bloody man.

The surging ghost blood invaded Yang Jian's body, and formed a confrontation with the water of Ghost Lake. The dark lake water was gradually dyed scarlet. The two top and terrifying supernatural powers collided...

"There is an expert behind Yang Jian who is giving him guidance."

Hortis's expression changed slightly. He did not choose to continue attacking Yang Jian at this time, but observed the situation. He knew the horror of black humor better than anyone else, which was why he attached so much importance to ghost blood.

"Pastor, you are still alive."

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the priest. The priest took the initiative to release the ghost Jesus and let the evil ghost take over his body, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the combined attack of the ghost shadow and the ghost hand.

The priest was silent, because in this state he was constantly being eroded by evil spirits. The interval between the last time he was possessed by a ghost was too short, and it was difficult for him to be sure whether he could send the ghost away again this time.

"If you're not dead yet, go and hold that Li Yang back. Don't let him team up with the other captain to break the situation."

Hearing this, the priest walked towards another direction with a numb expression. At this moment, Li Yang had adjusted his state and was ready to join the battle of another captain to break the balance.

"Why won't you just die?"

Li Yang, who was about to leave, suddenly sensed the approaching danger and quickly locked on the source - the priest.

"This guy is no different from a real ghost."

Li Yang felt an inexplicable horror because he found that his movements became stiff and slow, as if he had become a puppet and an invisible person was controlling his limbs and head.

"Just nail him to death."

Only a fool would not use the coffin nails. Li Yang is not stupid enough to fight with a top king again. The coffin nails are enough to solve 80% of the troubles in the supernatural circle.

The dark and rotten ghost cave spread instantly, but before Li Yang could actively pull the pastor into the ghost cave, the other party had already forced his way in. The dark corpse spots instantly climbed up the pastor's body, but the speed of spreading and spreading was very slow, and only a continuous "hissing" sound was emitted.

An old cross appeared behind Li Yang. An extremely terrifying pulling force came from the cross, as if it wanted to firmly suck Li Yang onto it and nail him to death.

"My arm lost all feeling and was completely numb."

One of Li Yang's arms hung limply, as if the flesh and nerves were completely necrotic.

"This can't go on like this."

The next moment, an old, mottled, red-painted wooden door appeared in front of Li Yang. The door was shaking violently, as if a terrifying ghost was trying to break out through the door.

"The Ghost Gate has been used too frequently. Ghosts have gathered behind it."

Li Yang raised his other arm that was still able to move and knocked on the ghost door.

“Boom~Boom~Boom!”

The dull knocking sound was spreading. The already old wooden door had several pieces of paint peeling off, making it look even more dilapidated.

"Squeak——!"

The wooden door was opened, and behind the door was pitch black. Some vague outlines could be vaguely seen, which was a sign that a ghost was approaching.

Li Yang used all his strength to get into the world behind the door, and then the ghost door was closed, and the cross stood in place because it had lost its target. However, the ghost door did not disappear, but appeared out of thin air behind the pastor.

The priest immediately sensed the danger and tried to turn around to resist, but Li Yang was more ruthless and decisive. He risked the revival of the evil spirit and used his ability again. Eight doors appeared around the priest again, surrounding him in the middle, just like he did before against the Pharaoh.

Nine doors opened at the same time, and a hand covered with corpse spots stretched out from behind the door. These hands tightly grasped the pastor's body, and the strange corpse spots began to spread from various parts to his entire body.

"Are you kidding me?!"

A trace of human fear flashed in the pastor's dead eyes, because with the help of the perspective of Ghost Jesus, he barely saw the horror hidden in the world behind the ghost gate. It is no exaggeration to say that behind the door can be called a place of exile, dark and full of evil spirits. If you are pulled in, you will never have peace.

"Go to hell--!"

A hoarse, sharp voice came out of the priest's mouth, like a terrifying ghost howling. The crown covered with thorns was locked on Li Yang's head, causing Li Yang to scream in pain. Blood was oozing from his mouth, nose, eyes and even his entire head.

"I will kill you even if I die!"

"I'll kill you with the same trick the captain used to kill the starving ghosts. At worst, I'll fight until the evil ghosts revive! You guys are a bunch of lustful people, and you don't deserve to die."

Li Yang was shouting angrily. The resurrection of the evil spirit and the crown of thorns brought him double pain on the physical and mental levels, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The dark ghost condensed into a black beam of light that shone on the priest's body, and at the same time the coffin nail disappeared.

The next moment, the ghost gate closed heavily and disappeared from reality, and the priest also disappeared.

"What a loser. He was killed by a weakling who was about to be revived."

Hortis noticed the situation here and couldn't help but curse.

The changes in Yang Jian's body have not stopped yet, but the King's Organization has lost two people. If this continues, even Hortis will not be sure of winning this final battle.

"Never mind, let's kill a few more captains first."

Hortis's eyes flickered between Yang Jian and the other kings, but he quickly made a decision because the situation no longer allowed him to stay with Yang Jian.

"Let's get rid of you, old man, first."

The target he chose was Zhang Xianguang, because the other party's consciousness had been drawn into the pianist's consciousness space, leaving only his body in reality.

"Go to hell."

The pitch-black ink quickly clung to the body. The old robe fluttered without wind, instinctively resisting the erosion of the ink. However, the death curse that followed made the robe suddenly become silent, and many wrinkles and holes appeared on it.

"Oh no, someone is attacking my ghost body."

Zhang Xianguang sensed the danger, but reality did not allow him to escape on his own initiative. The deadly melody continued to attack his consciousness, but he did not find a suitable opportunity to counterattack.

Zhang Xianguang's steps were staggering and his body was shaking. His eyes were dazed, as if he was very sleepy and was about to die at any time. He had to use his sword to support his body to prevent himself from falling.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

The pianist was secretly anxious because the fatal melody had been repeated at least ten times, but Zhang Xianguang had endured it all. If he continued, he was even afraid that he would be killed by the piano first.

(End of this chapter)