Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 476 The Ending Battle (6)

"So that's how it is. No wonder I always feel like there's some invisible bondage on me. It turns out the people in my memory are trying to trap me here forever."

Yang Jian looked at the civilian helicopter approaching in the sky, and with his ghostly eyes he could see clearly the passengers on it: Feng Quan, Zhou Zheng, and Zhao Kaiming. The three former and current leaders of Dachang City were dispatched at the same time, and there was no doubt that they were coming for him.

"The resistance of this fake world has appeared, but the more it happens, the more I am sure that the method given by Gui Tong is correct."

"I think the most suitable code name for this ghost is the entangled ghost. The more people it knows, the more memories it has, the greater its involvement with this world, and the tighter the constraints it is subject to. Every familiar person is a thread entangled around itself, binding itself tightly to this strange world."

The scarlet ghost den spread instantly, covering the entire Dachang City. The helicopter hovering in the air also crashed in an instant. The billowing thick smoke made Feng Quan and others unable to open their eyes.

"Damn it, this strange ghost rider is simply lawless. He is so reckless in opening the ghost den. Isn't he afraid of the evil ghost reviving?"

Feng Quan, with a sallow face, growled. Although he would not be killed by the fall, he did not want to endure that kind of pain for no reason.

He tried to open the ghost fog and ghost den, but was horrified to find that his ghost den was completely suppressed and could not even open.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Feng Quan showed a look of astonishment. In the end, it was Zhao Kaiming who made a wish with a gloomy face using the life of a relative, which prevented several people from dying in the plane crash.

However, as soon as the three of them landed, they found that the ground was not the ground at all, but had long been covered by a thick black shadow. This black shadow was like an abyss that could swallow everything. Just by touching the shadow, Feng Quan and Zhou Zheng felt that the ghosts in their bodies were suppressed, and they could not use their supernatural powers.

"I don't want to waste any more time talking to you now. We're going to have to confront the headquarters sooner or later anyway, so just turn into projections and stay here forever."

Yang Jian's cold voice rang out, and before the few people could react, they were instantly dragged into the ground by the ghost hand that stretched out from the shadow. The shadow dissipated, leaving only three black graffiti in the shape of a human on the ground.

"The headquarters has noticed me. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a second and third wave of actions against me soon. Before they send out that old Qin, I need to make more preparations to prevent myself from being killed by those old Republic of China guys who are not yet dead."

The same scene was played out in the false world of each captain. Ye Zhen, filled with anger, directly destroyed the headquarters. There was no memory of Old Qin or some old monsters from the Republic of China. In this false world, Ye Zhen was undoubtedly one of the top ghost riders.

Dahai City, Fushou Garden, this was originally a cemetery area, but now it was shrouded in darkness. At the same time, countless desolate and silent old graves abruptly replaced the cemetery and constantly invaded the reality.

Soon, Fu Shou Garden was replaced by an endless cemetery, and somewhere in the cemetery stood a wooden house that was so old that it was almost decayed and collapsed.

"Crench--!"

The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a tall old man walked out. The old man exuded a decayed smell, and his eyes were dark and empty, as if he was about to die at any time.

"You are a man whose humanity has been corrupted by the devil. I will bury you today."

The old man was holding an envelope in his hand. Although he hadn't opened the envelope, he already knew what was inside.

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"It seems that I can't escape from this fake world."

After traveling around, Zhang Xianguang returned to the room of the Ghost Post Office again. He lay on the bed tiredly, sighing.

"Compared to that horrible hotel, the post office seems a bit cozy and peaceful."

He lay on the bed, like an old man in his twilight years. In fact, he was indeed very old, but he had been using his supernatural powers to stay young. Now that his mentality had changed, Zhang Xianguang seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. "If Cao Yang were here, maybe everything would still have a chance. He inherited the peddler's supernatural powers. If he pushed himself to the limit, he might be able to change the world."

In Shen Lin's world, silent killings were going on all the time. Heads of headquarters came in batches, but some of them suddenly died on the way, which made Cao Yanhua feel extremely terrified.

"Zhao Jianguo, go contact Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming. No matter what the cost, make sure they take action. I'll go ask Mr. Qin."

This is the only solution Cao Yanhua can think of at the moment.

"I'll go."

Zhao Jianguo didn't dare to delay, because the incident caused by Shen Lin could no longer be measured by the degree of harm. It was hard to imagine why a ghost rider could achieve this level but no evil ghosts revived. However, the reality did not allow him to think about this.

On the other side, Shen Lin was also thinking. He had slaughtered the population of eighteen cities, but he did not feel that his burden was significantly reduced. There must be something wrong in some link.

"I need a kind of foresight and deduction to help me find loopholes."

The next moment, Shen Lin's figure disappeared from the spot, and his target was - Xiong Wenwen.

In the room of the wooden house, Cao Yang had successfully invaded the mummy ghost, but the erosion of the spirit was mutual. While the memory world was infecting the mummy, the mummy was also affecting Cao Yang's consciousness. The specific result was that the sky in the false world was slowly being dyed gray and dull.

"Hmm? Something went wrong in the fake world."

Hortis opened his eyes. He noticed the not-so-obvious change. His own spiritual power was gradually being rejected. All the ink spots that he had worked so hard to erode were expelled.

"Someone took action from outside?"

Hotis found Satan III in the false world, and killed him without hesitation and forcibly incorporated him into his own puzzle. He believed that only by constantly completing the puzzle and enhancing his supernatural powers could he have a chance of breaking the deadlock, but this idea was being disturbed by Cao Yang.

"What a terrifying supernatural power."

The emotions of the living people maintained by the spirits were fading away like the tide, and Cao Yang felt that his humanity was gradually being eroded by the cold and numb instincts of the evil spirits. This erosion was pervasive, and the emotions and thoughts of the living people were being stripped away bit by bit.

As time passed, the memory world covering the entire room was constantly playing and switching like a kaleidoscope, as if everything belonging to the memory city was being absorbed by the mummy, and Cao Yang was becoming sleepy and numb little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, Cao Yang discovered that his perspective had changed. He saw Yang Jian in the sky taking away the ghost eye from the ghost eye master who was suppressed in Hongfa Temple. He killed all the captains of the headquarters alone and finally attracted Old Qin.

He saw Ye Zhen was so angry for the beauty he loved that he used the supernatural power of death-substitution to the extreme, which attracted the full-scale siege of Luo Wensong and Luo Qian, two old men from the Republic of China.

He saw Shen Lin traveling through the memories of countless people, constantly collecting the supernatural powers of precognitive evil spirits, trying to escape from this cage.

His sight penetrated the reality and the supernatural world, and saw Zhang Xianguang lying quietly in the room of the ghost post office. After many struggles, he chose to make one last fight.

He saw He Yuelian finally regain her memory after going through hardships, but everything was taken away by Zhang Xianguang in that world.

He saw Hortis closing his eyes, as if his soul had left his body and was still looking for a way out of the impasse, the knight was against the world but was beaten and fled in panic, the pianist was always playing the ethereal and eerie music with ecstasy, the lord put aside his ambition to build a small kingdom of his own, the manor owner was tirelessly teaching the slaves in the horror manor, and the warden was frantically taking in evil spirits just for a glimmer of hope.

"Is this a God's perspective?"

(End of this chapter)