I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Swish!

In the cold, dark forest, a sharp, cold blade flashed from Xu Lindong's hand, slashing fiercely at the large patch of shadow spreading across the ground.

"What!?"

This stab terrified the underworld officials.

In his mind, the evil artifact would transform into a curse and entangle the boy in front of him.

The other party has absolutely no chance of controlling the sub-device; they will only be corrupted by the curse and become its puppet.

Therefore, seeing that Xu Lindong was conscious and able to move freely, the underworld official concluded that Ziqi's curse had not yet completely controlled him.

If that's the case, how could Xu Lindong activate the secondary device?

In other words, even if the sub-device is functional, it should be the sub-device that controls the puppet's actions.

This moment of shock and hesitation cost him dearly, causing him to miss his only chance to dodge.

The chilling blade ignored all defenses and ruthlessly struck the shadow formed by the underworld messengers on the ground.

"laugh!"

Dismember!

The spreading shadow split in two in an instant.

The underworld official was instantly dealt a heavy blow.

But he is not dead yet.

While the scraper's ability to cut through defense is powerful, it can't even kill a Sequence 9 wandering spirit in one strike, let alone a Sequence 8 ghost messenger.

While in the shadow of the wandering spirit, he was immune to most of the damage and lost many of his fatal weaknesses.

Therefore, the underworld official merely groaned, and the half of the shadow that had been cleaved on the ground quickly retreated.

Meanwhile, the other half of the shadow attached to Xu Lindong suddenly rushed towards his upper body and head, letting out a chilling howl.

"This evil artifact alone isn't enough to kill me! You'd need a stronger Sequence Transcendent to do that!"

His figure resembled a pale gray-black, human-faced snake, rapidly coiling around Xu Lindong and spreading upwards.

He attempted to unleash the power of nightmares to drag Xu Lindong into the depths of his dream.

But at that moment...

boom!

A violent and blazing golden-red flame exploded from Xu Lindong's body!

The blazing stove fire, carrying the power to exorcise evil spirits, quickly evaporated the cold, ghostly energy that surrounded him!

Even someone as powerful as Yincha Han felt excruciating pain and intense discomfort when completely engulfed and burned by the surging golden-red stove fire.

"The Kitchen God has descended!?"

Han was quite shocked and finally understood why his inside man had warned that "the fish are fierce."

That's damn fierce.

Even if a stove official who has mastered the deadly move "The Descent of the Stove God" is still ranked tenth, his combat power is already vastly different.

Given his current severely injured state, he may indeed be under some threat.

In particular, after enduring a blow from the evil artifact and being burned by the stove fire, the supernatural energy he had previously suppressed surged up again.

"He's gotten weaker!"

Xu Lindong's feelings were more direct.

The moment the fire started to blaze, his suppressed body regained some mobility, and the drowsiness in his mind quickly subsided.

"One more cut!"

He gripped the razor blade tightly again, his eyes flashing with malice. He aimed the blade at his body, which was entangled by the ghostly figures of the underworld, and stabbed it down hard!

In such a stressful moment when danger is imminent, he is undoubtedly a werewolf who is even more ruthless than a ruthless person, and he can be ruthless to himself as well.

"laugh!"

The sharp blade first pierced through the ghostly figure of the underworld official, then pierced through his own shoulder, and also pierced through the shadowy body of the underworld official!

Blood splattered, but it sizzled and vaporized in the stove fire.

The underworld official let out a miserable groan and shouted angrily:

"You're asking for death! Your methods won't kill me; they'll only injure me further. But before that, I'll kill you first!"

With a furious roar, he no longer suppressed the restless supernatural matter.

The other half of the ghostly figure, which had been severed and shrunk back to the ground, suddenly sprang up, like a venomous snake that had been gathering its strength for a long time, and pounced again!

The moment the ghostly figure crashed into Xu Lindong's body.

"Sizzle!"

The blazing golden-red stove fire seemed to have been doused with ice water; the flames suddenly dimmed, and the tongues of fire curled up and retreated.

But in that instant when the flames were about to go out, Xu Lindong suddenly reached for his waist and swung his hand.

"boom!"

A large cloud of grayish-black carbon ash exploded in mid-air!

This was the charcoal ash that had been ground up with a stone mill in the courtyard of the tall zombie in the sinkhole area.

The moment the charcoal ash came into contact with the residual flame, it was as if gunpowder had been ignited, suddenly bursting forth with a sky full of violent, scorching sparks!

Countless sparks, like a fiery rain, crackled and exploded, completely engulfing Xu Lindong in a dazzling yet deadly curtain of fire.

"Boom!"

The surrounding trees were ignited by flying sparks, and the fire spread rapidly, turning the dark forest into daylight.

The originally pervasive, chilling atmosphere, like snow meeting boiling water, hissed and rapidly dissipated and evaporated.

"Xu Lindong!!"

On the distant highway, Lei Chong and his men's shouts pierced through the flames and rapidly approached.

Inside the woods, sparks, carrying the lingering power of the stove fire, pierced the Yin Messenger power that was wrapped around Xu Lindong like thousands of red-hot needles.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The ghostly figure seemed to be splashed with boiling oil, twisting violently, with black mist constantly rising and dissipating.

"Ugh!"

The extraordinary substance suppressed within Han's body seemed to be stirring wildly, causing his ghostly form to fluctuate violently and almost unable to maintain its shadowy shape.

His hideous face appeared and disappeared in the firelight, his fangs bared, emitting a silent roar.

At this moment, he was on the verge of losing control due to the backlash from the extraordinary, and even nearly lost his mind.

If he were calm, he should have left immediately.

Even if he eventually kills Xu Lindong, he may be surrounded by other sequence superhumans. Even if he escapes, he will face the huge risk of superhuman backlash.

But at this moment, he had lost his reason due to the backlash and did not retreat.

With a sharp whistle, Han ignored the restless supernatural matter and used his powerful mental strength to activate the Nightmare, which, along with the ghostly figure, eroded Xu Lindong's consciousness.

The ghostly figure, like a sharp claw formed from thick ink, swiftly climbed up Xu Lindong's neck and spread towards his face.

"Well!"

Xu Lindong felt his consciousness fading again, his body stiff as iron, unable to lift the razor blade a third time.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too large.

In terms of energy and spirit alone, the difference might be four or five times.

Even though he was one of the best in Sequence 10, Yin Cha Han was a top-tier Sequence 8 in a state of serious injury.

Once they fight with all their might, Xu Lindong still cannot withstand them.

He finally understood why this underworld messenger had been able to escape Jiang Bo's pursuit time and time again.

Only by truly facing it can one feel its formidable power.

A strong sense of drowsiness and a life-threatening crisis came over Xu Lindong, and he could still vaguely hear Lei Chong and the others shouting outside the woods.

A chilling feeling, one that he felt powerless to resist, welled up inside him.

Perhaps by the time Lei Chong and the others arrive, it will all be over.

He knew very well that time flowed differently in the dream world created by the nightmare than in the outside world.

In dreams, people think extremely fast, as if time has accelerated.

Perhaps only a second passes in the outside world, but an hour has already passed in the dream.

Such a time difference was enough for the underworld officials to completely eliminate him.

But amidst his increasingly stagnant thoughts, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.

If he were to bring his consciousness into the Tower of Babel at this moment, the underworld officials might not be able to lock onto his consciousness, let alone drag him into the nightmare world.

In this way, the opponent's nightmare ability will be ineffective against him.

He was thus able to avoid being easily killed in his dream.

Once Nightmare loses its ability to quickly eliminate targets, unless the Yin Messenger reacts immediately and destroys his physical body, any hesitation will surely be met by his teammates Lei Chong and others.

"This is our chance to be saved!"

Without hesitation, Xu Lindong immediately activated the extraordinary power of the Corpse Heart within his body.

A chilling, zombie-like aura suddenly emanated from him, diluting the terrifying suppression exerted by the underworld officials.

Even the pulling sensation of the nightmare was somewhat reduced.

Xu Lindong's previously drowsy and sluggish mind instantly cleared up a little.

"What?! A zombie!"

Even though he was on the verge of losing control, Yin Cha Han was still shocked by the zombie power that erupted from Xu Lindong.

What the hell kind of monster is this?

Why is it so hard to kill!

They even followed the example of those madmen in the Federation and cultivated other paths to the power of sequence.

In that moment of shock, he suddenly realized that Xu Lindong's consciousness had abruptly and mysteriously vanished...

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