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Chapter 78: Destroying with overwhelming force, happy exorcism (Subscribe!)

The holy light dimmed, and shadows surged like a tidal wave. The [Tiger Demon] reappeared in the bedroom, its massive, dark form filling half the room. Its ferocious claws crushed the floorboards, leaving spiderwebs of cracks in their wake.

The skeletal snake tail behind him twisted arrogantly in the air like a living thing, more ostentatious and high-profile than the original body. The pale snake head suddenly rose up, and two blood-red eyeballs burst into blood. It quickly scanned the surroundings and pulled out a scarlet tail, as if trying to penetrate the mysteries of space, but unfortunately it gained nothing.

Feeling the power surging in his body, the Tiger Demon tried to establish a deeper connection with this haunted house through the shadows everywhere in the room, so as to crack the rules of the spatial maze.

Good news: Although the haunted house is closed and self-contained, and the space is manipulated and modified arbitrarily, piecing together a spatial maze and initiating spatial severance, the independent spaces within it still have "shadow phenomena", and shadows always appear together with spatial distortions.

The bad news: The Shadow Layer of the Duling world was far from as simple and easy to crack as the bubble world. Even the Tiger Demon was unable to penetrate it, and could only utilize the most basic and superficial rules. In this haunted house, his control over the shadows was further weakened.

Therefore, the Tiger Demon cannot use indoor shadows to observe, understand, and monitor the "spatial structure changes" in the haunted house to find the murderer.

but!

If you only use [shadow pollution], pushing (polluting) one house after another and marking them continuously... as long as you are willing to work hard and mark all the rooms, you can indirectly control the spatial change patterns inside the haunted house.

Even completely contaminate and control this haunted house and become the new owner.

This was an overt scheme, a brute force approach. No matter how the hidden evil spirit struggled, it would ultimately be unable to escape their grasp. It was nothing more than a waste of time and energy.

With a plan in mind, the Tiger Demon moved his mind slightly, turned his snake tail and plunged into the shadow on the ground.

"Hiss, hiss...!"

The next second, a massive, translucent, pitch-black snake head, roughly the same size as the Tiger Demon's body, emerged from the ground. Its blood-red eyes darted around before nodding toward the main body. Its serpentine mouth suddenly opened and closed 180 degrees, spitting outward.

All that was seen was the wriggling membranes, swirling in murky black mist, falling. Five giant, egg-shaped black shadows crashed to the floor, pulsating and contracting like hearts. The surface of the giant eggs was covered in spiderweb-like dark red blood veins, and within them was the outline of a curled-up body.

After completing all this, the shadow snake sank into the ground little by little.

"Crack!"

The tiger demon dug its claws into the ground, five sharp gusts of wind erupting from its fingertips, rupturing the egg membrane. Thick black mud splattered against the wall, clinging and moving like living creatures. Five hunched bodies collapsed to the floor, coated in a layer of slime, their limbs twitching violently as they struggled to rise.

After waiting so long, his [Ghostly Abilities] had finally refined five small-time thugs! This time, he'd just unleash them for a test. A Tiger Demonic Hellion vs. a Haunted House Spirit.

But how could this be considered exorcism? It was a war between evil and demons, compounding evil.

“Knead, knead, knead…”

The ghost closest to it absorbed the scattered "shadow pollution" from the tiger demon, and after gathering enough physical strength, it suddenly stood up from the dark mud.

Perched on its neck wasn't a human head, but a giant, pitch-black tomato fruit. The tomato head suddenly swelled, and where the face should have been, a dozen eyeballs, large and small, suddenly burst from the cracks. The pupils quivered and swirled violently, giving it a terrifying and somewhat mentally retarded look.

Below the tomato head, there was a big mouth full of sharp teeth, which kept opening and closing, spewing out black smoke and making rapid "吳吳吳..." sounds.

Five of the mad eggplant minions rose to their feet, each identically hunched and shrunken. Aside from their large, pitch-black, tomato-shaped heads, their bodies resembled those of humans, dwarfs with slender limbs and sharp nails. Their bodies were pitch black, their flesh viscous and gelatinous. A shadowy black mist enveloped them, making them look ready to vanish at any moment.

At this moment, they are excitedly and stupidly repeating single syllables, making rapid and strange noises, and using tone and speed to express their happy emotions.

“Kya kaya…”, “Buddha Buddha Buddha…”

At the same time, the [Boss Template] also conveys a message:
To refine a [Ghost], one must extract the prey's soul, using the dead energy of the underworld and the power of shadow to create a [Digital Soul Archive]. The remaining flesh, blood, and bones are then mixed with the power of shadow to create a living black clay. Finally, a portion of the "pollution property" is extracted from the prey's body.

Finally, only by integrating the three can a true ghost be trained:

It has a physical body that can fight to the death; it has shadow properties that allow it to blend into the shadows and escape; it also has the characteristics of a ghost and can disperse into a puff of black smoke; finally, it also inherits the shadow version of its bloodline talent (pollution characteristics) from its previous life.

For example, this group of "crazy eggplant minions" inherited the head and plant characteristics of crazy eggplant.

Even if the enemy kills or destroys the ghost, the Tiger Demon can still summon the soul again and recover the remaining "digital pollution soul characteristics" of the ghost.

If the number is sufficient, it will be re-infused with Shadow Gum, and resurrected to fight for you again. If the number is scarce, it will be directly recorded in the [Boss Template] database and used as [Evolution Power (Data)] to be infused to the next ghost, and the data will evolve.

"Well……?"

He watched as the tiger demon crawled in front of him, knelt down devoutly in front of him, and shouted "Jia Jia Jia..." "Buddha Buddha Buddha...", like a crazy lackey in a dark scene of "being an accomplice to the tiger".

An inexplicable thought popped up in Yuan Zhu's mind: "Digital evil?"

Xiao La Tiao commented, "That's right! The [Ghost] ability is also a means by which the [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture] analyzes the laws of otherworldly realms. Each of the ghosts refined by the Tiger Demon possesses the 'Digital Contaminated Soul Trait', capable of constantly feeding back data. In a way, they truly are like 'Digital Beasts.' As long as they can withstand the scrambled data and conflicting fusions, they can evolve into various forms of unknown aberrations. These repeated chaotic and unknown collisions are also attempts to gather experimental data and analyze the mysteries of the world. Their deaths are of great scientific significance! Just as sacred and noble as the rats who sacrificed their lives for the Holy Light."

Yuan Zhu: "I am indeed destined to be the one who has been chosen. Everything I do is righteous! I have no resentful souls in my hands, only merits. Ah! I feel the Holy Light is about to rise."

Then, the Tiger Demon ordered a 'Ghostly Ghost' to walk to the center of the house. Shadow power surged under its feet, continuously pouring into its body, and ordered: "Talent Show!"

“Knead, knead, knead…”

This minion, irrigated by the shadow pollution, raised its head and screamed excitedly. The next second, its originally slender limbs suddenly stretched more than three times, and its sharp claws dug into the floor. Then a crack appeared on its back, and black plant roots emerged and pierced the floor.

Immediately, those shadowy roots split into countless veins, spreading through the cracks in the floor and expanding throughout the room. This was the most primitive form of contamination and erosion, marking every corner of the room with shadowy vines until the entire spatial maze was branded with shadow.

As the shadow roots absorbed pollution from the 'shadow', forming a cycle, the floor, walls, and ceiling of the entire room were covered with black blood vessels, spewing black mist.

The eggplant ghost then struggled to stand up, tore the roots between its spine and the floor, and jumped in front of the tiger demon, shouting excitedly: "Buddha Buddha Buddha! Eggplant Eggplant!"

The Tiger Demon nodded in satisfaction. This minion looked rather mediocre, seemingly not particularly capable of fighting. Unexpectedly, he discovered he had quite the talent, having inherited Crazy Eggplant's planting talent and completely contaminated it with shadows, creating the "Shadow Vascular Tomato Seedlings" that he couldn't even comprehend.

The skeleton snake shook its head and suddenly offered a suggestion: "Boss, there's a spatial reaction at the three o'clock position. Cut it!"

[The World in the Belly] folded its [Claws] again, and the Tiger Demon swung his hand back, and the spatial slash tore open a layer of the maze, revealing another upside-down room opposite.

"Fuck me!"

At a command, the three minions transformed into a black shadowy fluid and scrambled into the opposite room. Then, they erupted, emitting shadowy vines from their bodies. These vines penetrated the floor, rapidly parasitizing and expanding, spreading the shadowy pollution along the way. They even sprouted five-finger-shaped shadowy leaves that began to arch upwards along the wall.

The eggplant-headed ghost led the way. The tiger demon roared, shattering the spatial barriers. Its [Space Claws] tore through the spatial layers one after another, wreaking havoc in the maze. Simultaneously, it unleashed the Yellow Springs Sinister Wind (Calling Wind), forcing and gnawing at the invisible, malicious gaze. It devoured the spreading evil spirits mouthful by mouthful.

The eggplant-headed minions cheered "Buddha-Buddha--!", opened their mouths and violently sprayed out shadow roots, which fiercely wrapped around the beams of the house and dragged them, or sprayed roots from their arms and feet, drilling into the walls and wreaking havoc (pollution and erosion)...

Wherever they passed, they left a thick cloud of shadow pollution. Black eggplant seedlings sprouted and grew, their tiny, five-clawed leaves scraping sawdust from the ground to feed the shadow roots. Then, with a "vomit!" sound, they vomited it all out again, crying, "Hungry, hungry, hungry..."

The snake's tail suddenly gave a quick warning: "There's another violent spatial fluctuation. Be careful, the evil spirit is about to strike back!"

Bang bang bang!
This time, the well-prepared Tiger Demon retaliated with a series of slashing blows from its [Heavy Spatial Claws]. Relying on its increasingly sharp spatial perception, it precisely cut into each node of the spatial distortion. The imminent [Spatial Severance] was prematurely broken by it. Suddenly, from the invisible distance, the sounds of snapping springs and collapsing gears could be heard.

Yuan Zhu didn't understand what this meant, but the invisible pressure of "spatial severance" suddenly dissipated, clearing the haze in his heart.

"The spatial fluctuations are rapidly weakening, but the ceiling is connected to an unknown space!" Xiao Latiao reminded again, then dived into the shadow, transformed into a giant shadow python, and rose straight into the sky, blowing away the falling debris.

Click, click, click! Click, click, click!
One after another, sick dolls suddenly fell from the sky, waving knives in their hands, and rushed towards the tiger demon like moths to a flame, choosing to die in the end.

“Gee-Gee—!”

The five eggplant ghosts took the lead and automatically divided the work and cooperated without the tiger demon giving any instructions, and rushed out in five directions to protect their master.

The pitch-black tomato head suddenly cracked open with gaps, and five vine roots shot out from the ghost's mouth and skull. The roots at the ends gathered into five bundles, turning into sharp five-fingered claws, stabbing towards the head of the puppet doll that was rushing towards it!

The puppets on the opposite side strangely arched their spines and bent down to avoid the headshot from the claws. They held the dinner knife in their hands backwards, and with a "click" sound of the wooden joints, they bent in the opposite direction, bursting out with strange power, cutting off the black vines and spurting out sticky shadowy black blood.

"Gnaw! Gnaw! Gnaw!" The ghost screamed in pain.

The puppet doll's limbs and waist bent back again, scurrying along the ground like a spider. The blade scraped against the floor, sending a shower of sparks. It leaped and lunged, attempting to leap past the eggplant ghost and strike the tiger demon.

The snake tail was about to make a move, but was restrained by the tiger demon: "Wait a minute, let's see what these small fry have to offer."

"eggplant--!"

As the doll leaped into the air, the eggplant ghost suddenly opened its arms, its chest wide open. A large gash appeared in its chest, and a thick, strong shadow hose, like several intestines entangled with vines, erupted. It spread in the air and became tentacles, attempting to bind the doll.

“Ahem! Ahem!”

At the moment when the vine was about to pierce the soft intestines, the puppet doll's chest suddenly swelled, a muffled cough like thunder burst out of its throat, and a black spore-like poisonous mist sprayed out.

Balls of pus and blood mixed with black spores splattered on the vines. The pitch-black fleshy vines sprouted visible hyphae, breeding diseased tissue. The eggplant-headed ghost opened its mouth in pain, twitching violently and rolling around, screaming, "Egg, egg, egg—!"

But the explosion of the organ vines just now also interrupted the puppet doll's attack, forcing her to land and adjust her direction to sprint again.

But before the doll could flip over and leap, the ghost had already transformed into a ball of black slime that melted into the ground. Using the unique medium of "colloidal shadow mud," it melted and reshaped itself. Then it coughed violently, coughing out the "contaminated" part of its body and temporarily forming a new set of intestines.

The sticky torrent of shadows once again rushed out from the cracks, sorting out "vine sausages" to attack from behind, instantly entangling the puppet's limbs and pulling them in different directions.

The black shadow roots quickly spread along the texture of the puppet and grew wildly. In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around the wooden joints, leaving it no chance to struggle.

"boom!"

Another doll fell from the ceiling, and the dinner knife pierced the ghost's head, spurting out a lot of black dirty blood, splashing all over it, and began to infect and corrode the doll.

The eggplant's head suddenly exploded, ejecting eyeballs that multiplied as they flew, transforming into a single "eggplant seedling." With a snap, it enveloped the doll's head like a facehugger, sprouting more roots, attempting to penetrate the skull and complete its parasitic growth.

Insert!
The doll, cornered, stabbed itself in the head with a knife, killing its eyeballs and seriously injuring itself.

On the other side, the eggplant ghost had already pounced on it, and used its sharp claws to tear open the abdominal cavity of the suspended puppet, lifting off her skull, exposing the smelly brain and organ culture medium crawling with fungi inside.

This was another source of pollution no less potent than the 'Shadow Mad Eggplant'. No, its level of evil was even comparable to the genuine 'Filthy Bone and Blood'. It was just that the amount was too small, barely enough to power the doll, which was why it was easily suppressed by the Eggplant-Headed Ghost.

“Buddha, Buddha, Buddha!!!”

The eggplant ghost grinned and tore open the doll's chest, opened its mouth and spewed out a bunch of vines and roots, which drilled into the diseased organs and brain, and began to frantically absorb the unknown source of pollution.

The [Ghosts] forged by the Tiger Demon have the potential to grow. Besides being fed pure Shadow Power by their master, they can also hunt on their own, devouring pollutants and then suddenly dying on the spot.

The essence of this voluntary act of suicide is to help [Boss Template (Dahuang Xianjing)] collect as much data as possible, conduct random collision experiments, and record the results.

After the disease contamination was quickly absorbed by the eggplant ghost, Dark Tomato Head suddenly began to cough uncontrollably. The cough became more and more severe. Spewing out large amounts of black diseased blood was not enough, so he coughed up throbbing livers and lungs, and then coughed up elastic vines of intestines...

Seeing the eggplant ghost growing weaker and weaker, about to be infected and killed by the disease before absorbing the pollution, the tiger demon clapped his claws, and a "shadow tentacle" emerged from the ground and pierced its back, continuously infusing it with new "shadow pollution" to provide energy and life.

Soon, the eggplant ghost, who was about to cough up a lot of coughs, got up again and staggered to the doll's body. He bent down...

With a snap, the puppet's arm snapped at the shoulder. The eggplant ghost broke it off, grabbed it, and thrust it fiercely into its body. The puppet's severed arm pierced its ribs and burrowed into its body. From the wound, a multitude of black vines and roots spread out, corroding the wood to a dark black.

The vascular roots spread all the way, wrapped around the entire arm, and then climbed up the kitchen knife, growing a black "mold ball" to enchant the blade.

The arm that originally belonged to the doll was now controlled by the eggplant ghost. It was holding the knife enchanted with germs and slashing at other dolls of the same kind!
“Buddha, Buddha, Buddha—!”

“Kua ka ka—!”

Seeing this scene, Xiao La Tiao was surprised: "This is..."

Tiger Demon: "This is the Buddha's 'limb-grabbing urge'. These eggplant-headed minions not only inherited the plant properties of the crazy eggplant, but also the monk's hobby of collecting [Dharma Palms]. They rip the arms from the diseased dolls and transplant them to their own bodies. Although it's not very useful, it's a tradition of Buddhist cultivation."

"Buddha, Buddha, Buddha--!" The ghost with an extra arm shouted happily and rushed to help the other little friends, dismembering the body, taking the brain and grabbing the arm.

When the blade pierced through the skull of the last puppet, sawdust mixed with diseased brain matter splattered onto the ceiling.

Five ghosts, their mouths drooling with black saliva, lay on the doll's head, ejecting their vine-like tongues and starting to suck it. At the same time, they scrambled to grab the broken puppet arm and stabbed it under the ribs.

Countless roots emerged from the wound, entwining and stitching it together until the puppet's arm completely became a part of its body.

Only then did they return to the Tiger Demon with great satisfaction, kneeling before him reverently one by one, with pairs of puppets clasping their hands together and chirping at him, “Jia Jia Jia—!” “Buddha Buddha Buddha—!”

Seeing that these little bastards were quite capable, the Tiger Demon nodded in satisfaction and issued a new order: "Continue to tear it down for me!"

Then the Tiger Demon took the lead himself, dismantling the beams, smashing the load-bearing walls, shattering the chandeliers with his roar, and leaving irreparable wounds in the maze with his space claws.

The invisible evil spirit's counterattack in the haunted house became weaker and weaker, and it could no longer use killing moves such as [Space Cutoff]. Even the "dolls" that were deliberately cultivated disappeared.

Instead, the ghosts that followed the tiger demon, planting diseased eggplant seedlings everywhere and polluting the space, each had seven or eight new arms, brandished rusty knives, and jumped around happily.

A chilling wind blew, ghosts sneered, shadows of disease swayed, veins crawled across the walls, roofs, and floors... Looking at the increasingly dire and eerie haunted house, the Tiger Demon felt deeply satisfied and comfortable: "This is how fun exorcism should be!"

Xiao La Tiao: "Good! We have thoroughly purified this evil and haunted house! It has become clean and sanitary, full of life and fun."

(End of this chapter)