It was supposed to be a Mythic card set, but what the heck is this Warhammer 40k?

This mourning ghost was dressed in a white mourning robe. Its eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only two dark holes. A line of bloody tears flowed down its withered cheeks!

Even more horrifying was the neck of this mourning monster, where a huge wound pierced through its neck, exposing the severed throat and exposed flesh!

Even so, the mournful ghost continued to wail and cry.

Although this was not the first time Yang Feng had seen this mournful ghost.

But when he saw it again, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

At this moment, the mourning ghost had already moved.

The mourning ghost waved its mourning staff, pointed in Yang Feng's direction, and then gently hooked it.

This action was like a soul-snatching charm.

In an instant, Yang Feng felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and an inexplicable grief surged into his heart. His body moved uncontrollably toward the wailing ghost in front of him.

Fortunately, the guardian spirit behind Yang Feng noticed something amiss in time. He took a big step forward and released his divine power to envelop the entire mountain god temple.

This is the skill of the door god: to guard!

Under the divine protection of the door gods, the power of the mourning ghost was instantly severed.

Yang Feng regained consciousness at this moment, and after realizing what he had just done, he broke out in a cold sweat.

If the doorkeeper hadn't exerted his strength, he probably would have already been dragged into the mourning procession, becoming one of its members.

At the same time, the door god's action successfully shifted the mournful ghost's gaze from Yang Feng to the door god.

It seemed to realize that if it didn't deal with the gatekeeper, it wouldn't be able to directly confront Yang Feng.

So the mourning ghost waved its mourning stick again, but this time the stick was not pointed at Yang Feng, but at the door god beside Yang Feng.

At this moment, the paper figures behind the mourning ghost seemed to have received some kind of command, and they all stepped forward and rushed towards the door god.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng dared not be careless in the slightest and quickly spoke up.

"Door gods, stop them! Don't let them in!"

Upon receiving Yang Feng's order, the gatekeeper did not hesitate and immediately roared.

"What evil spirit dares to run rampant here? Retreat!"

This was a roar from the door god, imbued with divine power. The sound exploded in the mountain god temple like a thunderclap, shaking the entire temple.

At the door god's loud shout, all the paper figures that rushed over were forced back several steps.

However, upon seeing this scene, Yang Feng did not show any joy on his face; on the contrary, his expression became extremely awkward.

You should know that if it were an ordinary monster, the door god's roar would be enough to kill it.

However, the paper figures in front of them only took a few steps back and were not harmed in any other way.

"Just how bizarre is this?!"

Yang Feng's heart began to tremble at this moment.

He knew very well that the wailing ghost before him was far beyond the capabilities of a trainee card master like himself.

This scene filled Yang Feng with a sense of powerlessness and despair.

However, there was not much time left for Yang Feng to think of a solution, and the Mourning Ghost did not seem to be prepared to give Yang Feng any chance to catch his breath.

After regaining its footing, the mournful ghost once again commanded the paper figures to rush towards the mountain god temple.

Faced with the renewed onslaught of the mournful ghost, Yang Feng could only brace himself and command the gatekeepers to step forward and defend against the enemy.

However, this time the gatekeeper did not use the skill "exorcism".

After all, the skill of "exorcising evil spirits" requires a lot of the guardian's divine power, and the guardian's divine power is limited. Once too much divine power is consumed, the guardian will return to the card state.

When Yang Feng faces the Mourning Ghost again, he will truly have no means of resistance.

Therefore, this time Yang Feng dared not use the door god's skills casually. Instead, he chose to let the door god pour divine power into the golden mace in his hand and use the golden mace to defend against the enemy.

Seeing the paper figure rushing towards him, the door god did not hesitate to raise his golden mace and smash it down hard on the incoming paper figure.

Before the golden mace infused with divine power, these paper figures were as strange as snowflakes on a fire.

In the blink of an eye, the first paper figure had almost no chance to resist and was smashed into pieces with a "bang".

However, before Yang Feng could even rejoice, the second paper figure had already rushed in front of the door gods during a gap in their attack.

The next second, a chilling scene unfolded before Yang Feng's eyes.

The paper figure opened its blood-red maw and bit down hard on the door god. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, it tore off a large chunk of bloody flesh from the door god's body!

This almost nauseating scene turned Yang Feng's face instantly pale.

The intense pain caused the door god to roar in anger. As a deity, he was being treated like food by these strange paper figures, which was undoubtedly an insult to him.

The door god reached out to try and pull the paper figure off his body, but the paper figure was like a stubborn welt, clinging tightly to the door god's body. No matter how hard the door god tried to tear it off, he couldn't get the paper figure off.

Even worse, the remaining paper figures became extremely agitated, like sharks that had smelled blood.

Then came the third, the fourth...

The paper figures, like snowflakes falling from the sky, pounced on the door gods one after another, tearing at them fiercely.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the door god was completely submerged by dozens of paper figures, like a tightly wrapped rice dumpling.

And from within came a constant, chilling "creaking" sound, the sound of paper figures chewing on the flesh and blood of the door gods!

By the time Yang Feng recovered from his shock and tried to stop the horrifying scene before him, it was already too late.

Soon, the paper figures scattered again, each with bloodstains remaining at the corner of its mouth.

The door gods wrapped in paper figures had long since disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, clearly having been devoured by the paper figures.

After sharing the door gods, these paper figures looked even more lifelike than before.

However, even so, these paper figures did not seem satisfied. They all turned their heads to look at Yang Feng to the side.

Those empty eyes drawn on the paper now strangely revealed a hint of greed, and they all took steps toward Yang Feng.

"It's over, it's completely over this time."

This scene caused Yang Feng to collapse to the ground, utterly despairing.

Having lost the protection of the door gods, Yang Feng had no means of resisting the wailing ghost.

Just as Yang Feng closed his eyes, preparing to face death.

The roar of the chainsaw sword suddenly echoed throughout the entire mountain god temple!

There wasn't even a second to mourn the door gods, and now...