Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 473 The Ending Battle (3)

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Lu also took a posture of readiness, standing behind the two old men and building a high wall of flesh and blood for the three generations of the Wang family.

"It is truly worthy of being Old Qin's work, gathering together the supernatural powers of the best ghost riders of that era, and even being able to come up with the curse inherited from my Wang family's bloodline."

Wang Jingsheng's expression was extremely solemn. Four ghosts appeared in his sight. They were gray, lifeless, and emanated an extremely cold aura from head to toe. It was as if the people in the huge portrait had invaded reality.

"After all, Lao Qin's existence itself is a miracle. With his abilities, it would be surprising if he couldn't achieve this level."

Lin Xiaoyin laughed and did not deny what her husband said.

"Grandpa, father, what's going on?"

Wang Cha Ling asked in confusion, because he clearly saw another self walking out of the Wang family's ancestral home, also followed by four terrifying ghosts, but those ghosts did not resurrect.

However, this is not the end, because the group of people who suffered from the pendulum curse also appeared. They all stared at the real Wang Cha Ling with hatred, and their eyes revealed an inexplicable cruelty and ferocity.

"This is the scariest part of the Dead City. It steals the memories of intruders indiscriminately and constructs a false world based on their memories."

"In this world, everyone is your enemy. No matter if they are relatives or friends, they will bring you constraints. Only killing can help you break free. Of course, if someone can awaken your consciousness from the outside world through some means, that's not a bad idea."

"However, Lao Qin personally invited the bigwigs from all sides to build this mysterious place..."

Lin Xiaoyin explained, and she didn't continue because there was no need.

"I haven't taken action in many years. I don't know if my old bones still have enough energy."

Wang Jingsheng sneered, and at the same time, the muscles and bones in his body made sounds, as if an old machine started working again.

"Father is too modest. Your demeanor back then was obvious to all."

Wang Lu said, and at the same time he and his wife surrounded Wang Cha Ling to prevent him from being affected.

"We failed as parents because we didn't do anything for our son when he was alive. But it doesn't matter. As long as I'm here today, no one can hurt you."

Wang Lu, who has always been steady, rarely showed his strong side. Even the virtuous and gentle Song Yuqiu (Wang Chaling's mother) took a strong and resolute attitude and was determined to protect her children.

"Sending you on your way."

Wang Jingsheng's expression became ferocious, and loud bells suddenly rang all around. They were not pendulum clocks, but the sound of striking bells. They were dull and depressing, and each sound seemed to explode directly in people's minds and consciousness. The terrible curse took the lives of all the members of the survival club in an instant.

The ghost king bells the funeral rites for life. One bell breaks one's heart. Where in the world can one hear the ghost bell?

Similarly, the ghost Wang Jingsheng also used the same method, and almost exactly the same bell sound began to echo. The two bell sounds resonated and spread with each other, and soon affected the entire Dadong City.

Ordinary people would be killed the moment they heard the bell, with blood gushing out of their seven orifices and their heads exploding. There would be no time to react at all.

The bells were still colliding and echoing, and the ghost handlers in Dadong City were simply unable to resist this level of supernatural power. They were soon deprived of their lives, and even the ghosts in their bodies did not have time to revive before they were suppressed into a dead silent state by the bells.

Lin Xiaoyin frowned slightly. She took out a piece of silk from her arms. There were some spots on the silk, which looked like paint that was accidentally spilled on it.

"Paintings are made from memories, and clothes are made from human skin."

Many strange outlines quickly emerged on the silk scroll, which was about the width of a palm. There were twisted bodies, broken limbs, and rotten heads. But without exception, these outlines were colorless, like black and white projections. At the same time, the ghost riders and ghosts who participated in the siege of Wang Chaling in reality were gradually eroded by a grayish-white color. The color on their bodies was gradually fading, while the outlines on the silk scroll were becoming clearer and no longer monotonous...

"Drowning, lingchi, ashes, blocking the road."

Wang Lu was mumbling something. He was clearly standing still, but many old and mottled red-painted wooden stools suddenly appeared around them. Distorted outlines vaguely appeared on those stools, as if an invisible ghost was sitting on them.

At the same time, the drowning curse caused an approaching ghost to stop, and its originally pale face instantly turned red and purple, as if it was about to drown; the lingchi curse broke out on a ghost rider, and dense scars suddenly appeared on his body, and he died of pain.

The ash curse attached itself to a ghost, and within a few breaths the ghost became skinny and black, as if it had been dried by the wind for a long time.

On the other side, Ye Zhen, who opened the suitcase, was instantly filled with anger.

The evil den spread wantonly, and in a split second, everyone in the entire Dahai City, except Feng Sisi, froze in place at the same time, their consciousness and lives forever remaining at this moment.

"You want me to develop a demon in my heart? Then I, Ye, will become a demon directly!"

At this moment, Ye Zhen no longer suppressed his emotions, but released them completely.

The scapegoat, the frozen ghost, the ghost lake, any kind of supernatural being is an unsolvable killing weapon. The fake scapegoat in the suitcase was directly suppressed by Ye Zhen by sinking it into the ghost lake.

The ancient bronze sword flashed a green light in the air, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of Ye Zhen's eyes.

Then, blood and tears flowed backwards, and the damage was transferred accordingly. Half of the living people in Dasu City, which was closest to Dahai City, were deprived of their lives and died in the blink of an eye.

Dajing City, headquarters.

"Are you kidding me? Is Ye really crazy? How could he do such a crazy thing?"

Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua received the news first, but he was also extremely panicked at this time because no one had ever thought that such a thing would happen.

"Gather all the responsible persons and defeat Ye Zhen at all costs. Zhao Jianguo, go contact Fang Shiming, and I will go talk to Mr. Qin."

Cao Yanhua's face was pale. The situation happened too suddenly and there was no time for him to think.

The same thing happened in the world where Shen Lin was. The headquarters was already recruiting ghost riders, and Cao Yanhua also made the decision to defeat Shen Lin.

At this time, He Yuelian was still wandering aimlessly in the country. She first came to Dachang City, but Yang Jian was not there. Only his teammates were guarding the city.

"You have one minute to leave Dachang City without permission."

A man's voice sounded in He Yuelian's ears. She turned around and saw that it was Li Yang. Li Yang was staring at her intently, exuding a dangerous aura from his whole body.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just passing through here and will leave soon."

He Yuelian felt a little embarrassed. She just came out for a walk to try to awaken her memory. Before that, she didn't want to conflict with anyone, even though Li Yang in front of her did not seem strong.

"It's better this way. I will keep an eye on you before you leave. Don't even think about making any small moves. Even if I have to fight until the evil spirit revives, I will not allow you to attack Dachang City."

Li Yang's attitude was very tough. He did not give He Yuelian any chance to refute. He directly took out his phone and contacted Tong Qian, asking him to be prepared to resist the invasion.

(End of this chapter)