Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 258 Core and Sneak Attack

In Koizumi Rin's view, the place where she and Yangliu had dug out the wooden plaque looked particularly eerie.

Originally, all the black mist would flow in that direction, but after the wooden plaque was dug out, all the black mist deliberately avoided that area.

This is very unusual!

In this environment filled with black fog, a small blank area was even formed.

Clearly, there is something more important there besides the wooden plaque in Yang Liu's hand, and it is very likely the core of this field!
Seeing that Yang Liu had once again forced the ghost truck back, Xiao Quanling simply took advantage of a lull in the battle and ran back.

"teacher!"

Yang Liu, who had just stopped two runaway cars and was pulling the drivers out, turned to look at Xiao Quanling running towards her upon hearing the noise: "What is it?!"

Yang Liu knew that she would never act recklessly, so if she came over like this, something important must have happened.

"Over there!" Koizumi Rin didn't waste any words, pointing to a protruding rock outside the railing, which was the spot where they had dug out the wooden sign earlier.

Without saying a word, Yang Liu grabbed Xiao Quanling by the back of her collar with one hand and tossed her to safety like a sandbag: "Go dig!"

Koizumi Rin traced a parabola in the air, and thanks to her good physical condition, she was able to roll and dissipate the force upon landing, allowing her to land safely.

She scrambled towards the rocks, frantically digging at the soaked mud with her fingers.

At that moment, a series of terrifying crashes came from behind, accompanied by a series of horrifying car roars—it was the demons within the domain trying to stop her.

Koizumi Rin didn't dare to turn around, but she could hear Yang Liu, like a human bulldozer, knocking out-of-control cars away from the danger zone.

The sounds of twisting metal, shattering glass, roaring cars, and howling willows mingled together, creating a particularly terrifying atmosphere in the downpour.

"Found it!" Her fingernail finally touched something hard.

It was a rusty metal cake box containing a dark, lumpy thing that looked like a rotten strawberry. The word "Happy Birthday" was written on the lid in marker.

The moment she touched the cake box, the entire road suddenly fell silent.

The rain stopped, the wind died down, and even the ghost truck that had just reassembled froze in place.

A hoarse voice rang in her ear: "Give it back to me..."

Koizumi Rin turned her head stiffly and saw a fragmented face—the ghost of a middle-aged man, half of his head sunken in, his eyeballs hanging on his face, greedily staring at the cake box in her hand.

"Teacher..." Her teeth chattered, and her voice was barely audible.

Yang Liu's figure flashed like lightning, and she smashed the ghost's head with a single punch.

But the next second, more ghosts emerged from the void—all of them looked like victims of the car accident, including the elderly, children, and even a pregnant woman.

"Those are mine, give them back!!!"

The roars and howls of the demons grew increasingly terrifying, but Yang Liu's eyes lit up.

He had destroyed the ghost truck many times during the previous battles, but almost instantly the opponent could reassemble as if time had reversed.

Even when Yang Liu used her abilities to absorb the truck, she was powerless. Although she could absorb a certain amount of negative energy and weak soul power, the power she lost was negligible compared to the total amount accumulated by this demon.

This suggests that the ghost truck and the ghosts he encountered during this period were merely appearances, and the true core was kept hidden by the other party.

Now, ever since Koizumi Rin got that rotten cake, Yang Liu can clearly feel that the power she absorbs through her abilities has begun to increase significantly.

This means the demon is getting restless and will likely reveal its true form soon. However, to get the demon to reveal its true form quickly, some further stimulation is needed!

"Read it!" Yang Liu shouted as she tore the onrushing ghost in half. "Read the words on the box!"

Koizumi Rin opened the cake box with trembling hands. Inside, besides a rotten mess, was a rain-soaked greeting card. She could barely make out the handwriting on it:

"My dearest Yuki, Daddy will always love you."

Before the words were even finished, all the ghosts simultaneously let out a piercing shriek.

The road began to shake violently, huge cracks appeared on the edge of the cliff, and the ground beneath Koizumi Rin's feet suddenly collapsed, causing her to scream as she fell downwards.

At the critical moment, a large hand grabbed her wrist.

Yang Liu dangled on the broken railing with one arm, her other hand gripping her tightly.

"Hold on tight!" Yang Liu growled.

Koizumi Rin looked up and was terrified—a ghost with a sunken head was standing behind Yang Liu, holding a rusty iron pipe in its hand.

"Watch out—"

The iron pipe whistled through the air and slammed into Yang Liu's head.

The iron pipe struck Yang Liu on the back of the head with a crisp "clang," as if it had hit a solid steel ingot.

Yang Liu didn't even flinch at the sudden attack; his arm muscles bulged, and he forcefully flung Koizumi Rin off the cliff.

The girl flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily onto the relatively intact road surface.

"Stand back with the cake box," Yang Liu said coldly without turning her head after climbing onto the road.

As they were speaking, the illusory demon attacked again, its steel pipe slamming heavily onto Yang Liu's head once more.

clang!
Koizumi Rin struggled to her feet and happened to witness this scene.

Before she could even gasp, she saw Yang Liu slowly turn around expressionlessly, her gaze fixed on the enemy who had ambushed her from behind: "I said, one hit was enough, how dare you hit me twice?!"

The ghost driver seemed stunned by the scene, frozen in place with the iron pipe in hand.

He looked at the bent steel pipe in his hand, then at Yang Liu's unharmed head, and was momentarily at a loss.

"I usually prefer to reason with people." Yang Liu stretched her neck, her cervical spine making a sickening cracking sound. "But it seems I'll have to try a different approach to reasoning with you today."

The next second, his fist had already pierced through the ghost's chest.

The ghost driver let out a shrill howl, his body dissipating like smoke, only to reform itself a short distance away.

More ghosts surged in from all directions, some missing limbs, some engulfed in flames, and some even strangled in two by seatbelts.

Yang Liu grinned, a smile that sent chills down Xiao Quanling's spine: "Perfect, let's all come at once."

What followed completely overturned Koizumi Rin's understanding of "battle." It was less a battle and more a one-sided massacre.

Yang Liu was like a human meat grinder, rampaging through the horde of ghosts.

He didn't use any fancy techniques, just the simplest and most direct punches and kicks, but every strike carried terrifying destructive power.

(End of this chapter)