Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 470: The Final Battle at Baishui Town (12)

Cao Yang grasped the old and rough door handle and opened the door.

Suddenly, darkness poured in like ink and continued to invade Cao Yang's side.

Through the very weak light, Cao Yang saw the figures of evil spirits wandering behind the door. They were cold, twisted, and so densely packed that it was impossible to tell their number because there were so too many of them.

And as the ghost gate was opened, these evil spirits seemed to have sensed a way to survive, and they instinctively moved towards and gathered in the direction of Cao Yang.

"Li Yang, Li Yang, you don't have much time and opportunity left, you have to seize it."

Cao Yang silently said in his heart that no matter in his past life or this life, Li Yang is undoubtedly a satisfactory character, which is also an important reason why he is willing to make such a choice at this moment.

"rustle--!"

There was a sound of something rubbing against the ground behind the door, like something was dragging its body and crawling, or like a ghost was dragging something heavy.

Time passed by minute by minute, and five or six evil spirits had come to the last few steps away from the ghost gate. Cao Yang clearly saw a paper man with a pitch-black body. The paper man was strange and dangerous. Just approaching made Cao Yang smell the breath of danger. The spiritual aura of the evil spirits had gradually spread and affected the surrounding environment.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a fist-sized hole on the head of this black paper man. The hole goes through the paper man's head, and the paper man's two hands are actually tightly clamped around the two evil spirits beside him, and his expression is also changing.

The black paper man was smiling, and his exaggerated smile looked just like the crack in a horror movie. Such a large expression was absolutely impossible for a human to make.

“Kacha! Kacha!”

There seemed to be the sound of bones breaking and cracking. The two evil spirits whose arms were clamped by the paper man were twisting and deforming their bodies. At the same time, the expression of the paper man became more exaggerated. The corners of his mouth were stretched all the way to his ears, revealing a toothless and pitch-black mouth.

"This damn thing, send him away from the lake first."

Cao Yang's expression was a little solemn, because this black paper man was very terrifying. However, this was only the first batch of ghosts that were about to break through the ghost gate and invade reality. It was hard to imagine what more terrifying ghosts would appear after it.

The scarlet and black lake water continued to seep out and soon extended to the feet of the paper man. The evil ghost beside the paper man was dragged into the water by the ghost slaves in the lake without any struggle. Only the paper man had extremely strong resistance, and three or four ghost hands at the same time could not sink him into the lake.

The next moment, a coffin nail pierced directly into the paper man's chest. The unsolvable suppression made the paper man instantly become obedient, and he was soon dragged into the blood lake by the ghost slave and completely suppressed.

"Two minutes have passed, and there is no sign of Li Yang. Is he dead?"

Cao Yang estimated the time. He didn't know how many ghosts had sunk in these two minutes, one batch after another, as if endless.

"This is not a solution. We need to find a way to confirm whether Li Yang is dead or alive."

After a brief thought, Cao Yang made a somewhat risky decision: to leave the ghost body here to guard the Ghost Gate, while he himself entered the world behind the Ghost Gate to try to find Li Yang.

"Three minutes. If you still don't find any clues after three minutes, then you'll have to give up for now."

The memory world spread unscrupulously towards the world behind the ghost gate, and the gray and dark color began to permeate the darkness. The real Cao Yang did not exist in reality and could only be presented in memory. The real ghost body was completely silent under Zhang Dong's erasure, so he could use the supernatural power at will.

"The transaction is open. After locking Li Yang's position, use the tracking ghost's supernatural power to anchor him. Only in this way can we get him out."

The gray and white memory world can invade and replace reality, but the world behind the ghost gate is only endless darkness. The invasion of the memory world is disturbed and affected. After half a minute, it can only barely erode a small area.

"That won't do. It's a waste of time."

Cao Yang frowned, and he left the memory world directly, and walked into the darkness alone as a ghost slave. At the same time, he opened a transaction again, which would protect the ghost slave from being easily killed. Then, Cao Yang took out a ghost candle and lit it. The green flame barely dispelled the darkness and illuminated a small area.

However, the ghost candle burns very quickly. It is conservatively estimated that a complete ghost candle will burn out in less than a minute, which also indicates the danger around.

…………

On the other side, six captains and six kings all stood quietly in a room on the second floor of the wooden building. A dull gray candle was burning in the room. The dim candlelight flickered, casting everyone's figures on the window, which was very similar to the original silhouette.

"Are you kidding me?! I went back to fifty years ago?"

Hortis had not yet fully recovered from his shock, because the people around him were no longer the kings, but knights in golden armor. Behind these knights were several middle-aged men wearing red cloaks and red clothes.

"The Vatican, the Golden Knights, the Cardinals..."

Hortis repeated these words in a low voice, his eyes full of disbelief.

"As expected of the devil mentioned in the Bible, you are much more sinful than him by using the name of Satan!"

One of the men in red said to Hortis with some disgust.

"What a genius! In the words of that country, he is like a cicada shedding its skin and rising from the ashes. There were five Satans before Hortis, and they all died at the hands of the Pope. However, the next Satan will completely inherit all the supernatural powers of the previous Satan, and they can also complete the superposition."

"Each Satan has mastered a special and terrible fatal curse. By the time of Hortis, he has six fatal attacks."

Another older bishop said.

"The first Satan in the world was not very strong. Even any Golden Knight had a high probability of being able to imprison and restrict him. However, when Satan's supernatural powers were fully superimposed, even our Cardinal might not be qualified to gamble with him."

"Now we can only wait for the Pope to judge this heretic. We must find a way to hold him back."

Soon, the Golden Knights withdrew from the battlefield in fear. The seven archbishops each blocked a direction. All kinds of supernatural phenomena emerged one after another, just to stop the terrible guy Hortis.

"I really miss it. At that time, I was still very young and full of vigor. I inherited the will and supernatural powers of the five ancestors. The entire West, even the Pope, died in my hands."

"It was during this period that I began to travel around the world. The special nature of evil spirits meant that I was not afraid of resurrection. None of the ghost riders of the same period were my opponents. Until I set foot in that country and met the man who called himself Lao Qin who was leaning on a cane and looked intimidating without even getting angry..."

Hortis's mumbling aroused the vigilance of the archbishops. Although they did not think they could kill Satan, out of their admiration for the Pope, the archbishops would never believe that the Pope would die at the hands of Satan.

"The Pope is God's will. Satan is just a name you gave yourself to do evil things. Heretics like you are destined to go to hell."

A slightly younger archbishop said angrily, but the next second his eye sockets were stained with black ink, and some terrible curse wiped out his life in that instant...

The others were stunned, because the intelligence mentioned that Hortis did not have such a strange ability, and the intelligence system of the Holy See would never be wrong, unless...

"Cardinal? You are making a lot of noise."

"The Church was able to destroy Satan five times, so why can't I, Satan the Sixth Generation, destroy you once?"

"Again, let the Pope come!"

(End of this chapter)