Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 475 The Ending Battle (5)

"control--"

The memory world soon completely invaded the room, but because everyone's consciousness was pulled into the false world by the mummy, Cao Yang's attack did not have the same effect as usual.

"It might be possible to imprison the corpse directly in the blood lake, but the captain is obviously no longer able to fight after waking up. Zhang Xianguang is in a worrying state, and Yang Jian's ghost eye has revived. In this situation, they will definitely not be able to fight the king."

"Especially Hortis, a terrifying character from the same era as Old Qin. It is absolutely impossible to say that he has no backup plan or desperate means."

Cao Yang examined the captains' situation. No matter in terms of status or quantity, the King's organization was superior.

"If we sink the king first and then try to imprison the mummy, will that work?"

He did not act rashly, but instead was thinking of a plan that was as perfect as possible, one that would ensure that the king could be killed while also trying to preserve the captain's life.

"No, no, it's too late."

Suddenly, Cao Yang's eyes narrowed, because he clearly saw several ink-black spots appearing on the stone-like dead skin, and these spots were still splitting and spreading.

At the same time, a pool of black liquid oozed out from under Hortis' feet, as if it was the source of the black spots on the mummy.

"Hotice has already started trying to escape from this fake world. As expected of an old monster, he is very decisive. He is willing to try to control this supernatural power even at the risk of the resurrection of the evil spirit. However, this is also the fastest way to break the impasse."

Cao Yang didn't have much time left. Hortis had a deep understanding of the supernatural. Even though he was pulled into the virtual world, he quickly found a way to break the impasse through inference and clues. And once he successfully controlled the mummy ghost, he would definitely erase the consciousness of the other captains as soon as possible.

“Let’s fight—!”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Cao Yang's eyes. It was a matter of life and death. He absolutely could not let Hortis control this ghost.

"In that case, let me control the mummy."

In the early days, Cao Yang would definitely not object to controlling this top-notch evil ghost, but things are different now. Even if it is an alien, if the ghost being controlled is not Jigsaw, the problem of the evil ghost's revival cannot be avoided.

Going further, even if the puzzle is completed, it will still bring about a more severe erosion of consciousness, which is a problem that can never be completely solved.

"To some extent, memory ghosts and mummy ghosts can perhaps become puzzle pieces for each other. The combination of the memory world and the fake world can make the fake look real, and the illusion can become reality. The memory world can expand infinitely, and life and death are only a matter of thought. This is something that only gods can do!"

Cao Yang's thoughts were very clear, and this idea shocked himself. The combination of memory ghosts and mummies was unimaginable, but there was no doubt that this theory of puzzle pieces was feasible.

"Just do it this way and give it a try. If I succeed, I may be able to be on par with Yang Jian."

With a firm belief, Cao Yang no longer hesitated, and the grayish-white color immediately began to permeate the mummy in the room like a dye.

This is a long process.

At the same time, Yang Jian in the fake world has used human skin paper, and distorted handwriting has emerged.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Yang Jian looked at the handwriting and his expression instantly turned gloomy.

"I don't believe it. From the moment I got this damn thing of yours, you have been thinking about killing me all the time, but I am still alive and well now."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will feed you to the ghost boy. Then I can get the answer by asking it directly."

Yang Jian did not hide his threat at all, because human skin paper is a person who only responds to tough measures and not soft ones.

"Wait, since this is a fake world, that means there should be a piece of human skin in this world as well. Even though it's fake, it should have the same abilities as yours, and the biggest advantage for me is that I don't have to worry about the ghost child getting out of control."

"Sorry, you are useless." Suddenly, Yang Jian reacted, and the next moment he put the human skin paper back into the golden box.

"Are you sure you want to feed that to the ghost boy?"

Wang Shanshan asked.

"Fake is fake. It doesn't matter even if the ghost child grows up to a level that can destroy the world. That would be in my favor. I can take you and me out of this fake world."

"That's why I feel relieved. No matter how scary the ghost child in the fake world is, it's still fake. This process is very similar to the ghost messenger incident in Dajing City. It's impossible for us to really deal with the evil ghost in the fake world created by the ghost. This is what makes me confident."

Yang Jian put the ghost shroud on the ghost boy again, and then took Wang Shanshan directly back to Dachang City.

"The human skin paper first appeared in Fang Jing's hands, so it should have been in a place related to Fang Jing before that."

Yang Jian's inference was correct. Using the screening of the ghost den, he found this dark brown human skin paper in a book in Fang Jing's house.

"Ghost boy, eat it."

Without hesitation, Yang Jian was too lazy to wait for words to appear on the human skin paper, because the human skin paper in the fake world must have the same nature, it would be better to feed it to the ghost child.

"The deadline that the human skin paper said is six o'clock in the evening. Even if I resist with all my strength, I can only hold on for ten more minutes. In the end, I will still die."

"But I don't believe it. The ghost child is the biggest variable in this world. It has no consciousness, but it can still be pulled into the false world. That's why I put all my hopes on it. As long as it obtains the almost omnipotent spiritual power of the human skin paper and gives it some time, it will definitely grow to a terrifying level."

Yang Jian said calmly.

"But before that, we still need to give it an extra layer of insurance."

A red light flashed, and Yang Jian instantly appeared in his rental house. He clearly remembered the newspaper ghost disguised as his father. The newspaper in the ghost's hand had the ability to modify memory and cognition.

Without much effort, Yang Jian easily got the blood-stained old newspaper, took out the face, wrote down the instructions, and put the ghost face back on, all in one go. The double protection of the ghost newspaper gave Yang Jian more confidence and peace of mind about the ghost boy.

"You and Gui Tong will act together. I also need to make some preparations in advance. After all, there should be those old guys in this world. I have to buy as much time as possible for Gui Tong to grow."

The human skin paper that had no ability to resist was directly swallowed by the ghost boy. The ghost boy's stomach bulged slightly, as if he was full.

Then the ghost child with the characteristics of a starving ghost began to show its terrifying potential. The bulging stomach began to shrink rapidly, and the swallowed human skin paper was being quickly digested and became a part of the ghost child's body.

The ghost child was standing there in a daze, as if in a dead silence, but its skin color was changing. The light blue-black color on its body was disappearing rapidly, replaced by a pale brown color, which was closer to that of a living person, and no longer looked like a dead baby.

"The human skin paper will make the ghost child intelligent, so the next step is verification."

"Tell me how to leave this world."

Yang Jian asked calmly.

The ghost boy was still standing there motionless, but there was a hint of intelligence in his strange light red eyes. They were no longer so numb and strange, and seemed to be thinking.

soon.

Black corpse fluid began to seep out of the ghost boy's fingers, and he stretched out his little hand and wrote something on the ground.

"Kill everyone you know before six o'clock in the evening."

(End of this chapter)