Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 920 Rematch with the Prisoner
Cupping is a traditional therapy.

During cupping, the glass cups are suctioned onto the patient's body using negative pressure, and the patient may have marks of varying depths due to ruptured capillaries.

But the cupping jars in front of us are quite different.

The brass jar was slowly heating up. What was being pulled from the patient was not a mark, but foul-smelling corpse oil. This corpse oil sizzled at the edge of the jar, emitting a smell similar to roasting meat.

The sounds of battle echoed through the corridor and reached the cramped cubicle. Inside, on a massage bed, a large, obese corpse slowly opened its eyelids, revealing a pair of yellowed, lifeless eyes.

The obese corpse sniffed twice.

It smells like a living person, and that smell is getting closer!

The hunt is about to begin!

The fat corpse slowly propped itself up on its limbs, its horrified eyes staring at the door of the cubicle. A skilled hunter would not act rashly, but would wait for the best opportunity to strike!

crunch...

The door was pulled open, and an ordinary human appeared in front of the fat corpse.

The fat corpse suddenly leaped up, like a brown bear, its large, fat face baring its teeth, and slammed into the human's fist with astonishing speed, deeply engulfing the fist in its flesh...

puff!
The fat corpse fell to the ground, and the human, holding onto the door frame, stepped on its thick neck one stomp after another. After a few stompes, another bolt of lightning struck.

The hunt has officially ended.

"Hey, this fat guy is pretty heavy."

Wu Xian laboriously placed the fat corpse back onto the massage bed.

After obtaining the key to the water dungeon, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he went to a private room in the massage parlor. The fire cupping jars behind the fat corpse evil spirit could be used to store items. Items placed inside would not be lost over time.

Since Wu Xian didn't have a soul-soothing bell, he could only use physical methods to 'hypnotize' the fat corpse.

The fat corpse was a very good evil spirit with plenty of storage space. Wu Xian stuffed all the videotapes, cage chains and keys, county records, whetstones, and soul-soothing talismans he had obtained into it, leaving only the flashlight, treasures, and the Burning Dream Dagger on his person.

In this way, the progress of this exploration will not be wasted.

After doing all this, Wu Xian closed the door to the clubhouse. In just a short while, the Eight-Faced Constable had almost recovered.

But Wu Xian didn't want it to recover so soon, so he took out the Burning Dream Dagger and stabbed it several times, making it kneel on the ground again to recover its body.

After doing all this, Wu Xiancai went up the stairs to the small square on the left side of the second floor.

……

On the second floor of the exhibition hall, the prisoner woman lingers in the right-hand area, teasing the dolls that dare not move.

Wu Xian stood at the entrance, leisurely playing with his human head meteor hammer, sometimes accidentally knocking the head to the floor.

Whenever this happened, the kind-hearted Wu Xian would kowtow several times for his mistakes.

Unfortunately, the human head on the meteor hammer was too fragile, and after a few strikes, the sound became less crisp.

These four heads, moved with gratitude by Wu Xian's politeness, their eyes reddened, their remaining muscles contracting and stretching wildly, their teeth clenching and clacking incessantly...

Seeing that it was almost time, Wu Xian let out a loud shout:

"Ah!"

Then, Wu Xian stepped into the central square on the second floor and invaded the prisoner's territory!
Wu Xian had already killed the prisoner once, so he was quite clear about what would happen next.

"Injustice!"

The corpses on the ground screamed in agony.

Cries of injustice echoed across the small square as white ribbons suddenly tightened around everyone's necks and were violently pulled upwards. But Wu Xian was prepared for this.

He skillfully cut the white silk ribbon, knelt on one knee, and landed on the ground. The prisoner, on the right side of the second floor, climbed up like a lizard and quickly rushed into the small square, the chains beneath her clanging.

Wu Xian calmly took out a human head meteor hammer, grabbed the middle of the rope and spun it at high speed. Just as the prisoner was about to pounce on him, he threw the human head out.

The meteor hammer struck the prisoner's shoulder. She tried to slap it away, but found that the head's teeth were biting her tightly!
Rumble!
Several bolts of lightning descended from the sky, striking the imprisoned woman mercilessly, causing her body to emit white smoke and become numb from the electric shocks.

This is why Wu Xian specially created the human-headed meteor hammer.

【Thunderous Wrath】Blessing can transform the injuries Wu Xian inflicted on evil spirits into a 'Wrathful Mark' that can unleash a thunderous attack when needed.

The unusual vitality of the evil spirits in this blessed land greatly facilitated Wu's marking of the site.

In addition, the hanging corpse head is enraged by the mark and will actively bite anything it can bite. Therefore, once the head sticks to the prisoner woman, the lightning will definitely not miss!
Unfortunately, the hanging corpse head was still too fragile. No matter how hard Wu Xian tried to destroy it, he could only add four angry marks to the head.

However, it's impossible to kill the prisoner woman simply by using human heads.

When Wu Xian killed the imprisoned woman last time, he used a celestial-grade incantation. Although that attack caused a massive amount of damage to overflow, it was enough to demonstrate the imprisoned woman's strength.

and so……

Wu Xian prepared four heads!
A few seconds later, the prisoner regained her mobility, and Wu Xian delivered another headshot.

In the golden light of electricity, the prisoner screamed in agony. If you ignored the cause and effect, it looked as if Wu Xian was electrocuting a poor woman who was rolling on the ground, even making her smoke.

After Wu Xian used the second head, the imprisoned woman and the evil spirit hanging from the ceiling simultaneously began to cry out for justice, and a fierce red aura filled the small square.

Just like last time, the prisoner is about to unleash her ultimate move!
Wu Xian quickly threw out a third head to disrupt the attack.

However, the third head also failed to achieve the desired effect.

Boom, boom...

Just then, the voice Wu Xian had been waiting for finally appeared.

The eight constables on the first floor, having recovered from their injuries, walked heavily behind Wu Xian and prepared to charge.

This was also within Wu Xian's consideration.

As the footsteps of the eight constables began to quicken, Wu Xian quickly dodged, and the charging constables bumped into the prisoner as if they were downstairs.

But unlike those stitched-together monsters, the prisoner woman is not comparable.

She harbored a deeper hostility towards the Eight-Faced Constable than other evil spirits. After being struck, she ferociously pounced on him, tearing at his flesh with extreme ferocity. The two powerful evil spirits became entangled together.

Wu Xian let out a breath...

At this point, the second time reset is complete.

Wu Xian used the Eight-Sided Constables to deal with the Stitching Security Guard on the first floor, not only because the Stitching Security Guard was fast, but also for another reason.

That is, to use the immortal Eight-Faced Constable to stack the layers of the Wrath Mark!
When testing the Eight-Faced Constable, Wu Xian discovered that it did not think at all and only acted according to a predetermined pattern. Therefore, even if more marks of anger were added to its body, its behavior pattern would not change.

The attack during the test, the bluish-white flames downstairs, and the finishing blow to prevent the Eight-Faced Constable from recovering...

All of these factors combined resulted in a massive accumulation of anger and resentment on the Eight-Faced Constable.

Snapped!
Wu Xian snapped his fingers.

The space beneath the ceiling was torn apart, and dozens of golden lightning bolts struck down from different angles, like golden javelins being thrown down!

(End of this chapter)