I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 99098: Corpse Transport, Comprehending Ghost Steps

"Epiphyseal!"

In the mist, a wandering zombie suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out a foul, stench of death.

With a push of its feet, it moved with strange steps, its figure moving eerily for more than ten meters through the mist, heading straight for the source of the sound!

hum!

The thick fog suddenly exploded!

A motorcycle engulfed in crimson flames burst through the fog, hurtling head-on with ferocious momentum!

Bang! ! !

The impact was a dull, explosive sound.

The zombie's chest caved in instantly, and the cracking sound of its bones breaking was clearly audible. It was thrown off the ground and flew backward, its teeth flying through the air.

Before it had flown even half a meter, a hand gripped its neck like an iron clamp, lifting it into the air.

The moment their fingers intertwined.

The zombie trembled violently, and the roar in its throat abruptly stopped.

Even his cloudy eyes froze instantly, as if completely suppressed by some unseen force, and fell silent.

"The suppressive power of the door gods is impressive... It's much stronger than the suppressive power of the ghost hand. No wonder it's a Sequence Nine."

A dark line resembling the character "Qin" appeared on Xu Lindong's forehead. He calmly glanced at the zombie while holding it, and casually pulled open its waistband.

It wasn't the red-underwear guy, and this zombie wasn't Scarface either.

This was the third zombie he had dealt with, yet he still hadn't encountered any of the zombies he had refined in the Tower of Babel.

"Either they're refined upon entering the tower and won't revive, or—there are just too many zombies in this godforsaken place, and I haven't encountered any that have revived yet."

"boom!!"

His eyes turned cold, and a blazing fire suddenly erupted from his palm!

Flames exploded, and the zombie's body instantly turned into charred fragments.

"Merit +100!"

He no longer plans to send too many zombies into the Tower of Babel for the time being.

Instead, they killed them all in exchange for merit.

Although the zombies sent into the Tower of Babel could be refined to provide him with authentic extraordinary substances for future advancement.

However, sending too many evil objects related to the underground world into the Tower of Babel would likely continue to amplify the power of the Earth Goddess.

Xu Lindong and Houtu Niangniang have reached an agreement, but this agreement is more like a forced binding together, a pure exchange of interests, and it can't be said to be very reliable.

Therefore, necessary checks and balances are absolutely essential, as they relate to his own safety.

After dealing with the zombie, Xu Lindong glanced at the coordinates of the other team members on the recorder.

Looking deeper into the fog, visibility had dropped to less than fifty meters.

He braked the motorcycle and jumped off.

The moment the soles of the feet touched the ground, an extraordinary power surged from beneath them, transforming into golden-red light that rapidly spread outwards.

The power belonging to the "door gods" is expanding.

At this moment, he is a door.

With himself as the origin, the power of the gatekeeper radiates outwards. With his current strength, he is able to create a gate domain with a range of 100 meters.

Within this area, he could clearly perceive all the movements around him.

If there is something that resembles a "gate," he can use its power to instantly open a gate barrier, creating a powerful suppression.

However, after searching the area, no other zombies were found.

"There are too few zombies. I've only encountered one so far, which is not enough to cause any significant emotional fluctuations in me. There's no stimulation at all, and it can't ignite any passion within me."

"Since no one's around now, let's try impersonating a corpse driver—see if we can lure a bunch of zombies over and ignite their inner fire. Maybe we can even find clues about Captain Lu."

Xu Lindong looked around and then used the door god's abilities in conjunction with the stove god's smoke to sense the surroundings.

He then took out the corpse-driving costume he had prepared beforehand from the storage compartment inside the motorcycle and quickly changed into it.

He fastened the faceless man's airtight mask and picked up the ancient-looking soul-capturing bronze bell in his hand.

"Ring ring!"

As the copper bell rang, Xu Lindong activated the extraordinary power of the Corpse Heart within his body, and his aura suddenly became cold and piercing, faintly emitting a stench of corpses.

He then began to play the role of a corpse driver, following the instructions given by the Goddess Houtu: "stop every three steps, and ring the bell every time you stop."

Every three steps, he would stop and recite a mantra: "The dead travel on their way, the living turn back. The gong clears the way, the talisman protects the body. The soul returns home, the spirit is guided by the bell—"

"Ring ring!"

In the mist, the eerie sound of the Soul-Capturing Bell, carrying the extraordinary power of the zombie sequence, spread rapidly, like some kind of mysterious summons.

Xu Lindong felt as if the corpse heart inside his body was beginning to digest, and the cold aura became increasingly dense.

At this moment, he was like an emotionless corpse-driver, summoning the dead and wishing to send their souls back to their hometowns.

As the sound of the bell carried into the distance, movement gradually emerged from the depths of the fog.

Many previously scattered, chilling auras seemed to be stirred, and began to converge towards the source of the bell.

They moved with strange steps, their hair disheveled, stumbling and staggering, yet in the blink of an eye they swept from one end of the mist to the other, their speed eerily fast.

It seems that a particularly chilling wandering spirit has also infiltrated this place.

"You're here?"

Xu Lindong, who was in character, immediately sensed something.

His corpse heart could sense his kind in the distance, and his sense of smell could detect the increasingly strong stench of corpses in the mist.

A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.

He felt the previously dormant corpse heart seem to beat a few more times.

This is a sign that the effect is taking hold.

The "true nature" of humanity is digesting the "corpse heart".

When the Corpse Heart is completely digested, he will be able to return to his true self and truly control the power of the Zombie Sequence, instead of being corrupted by the Corpse Heart and becoming an out-of-control monster.

At that very moment, the steps he took also suddenly changed in a strange way.

Even though he only took one step, he seemed to have moved three steps out of thin air.

Ghost step!

In the process of playing the role of a corpse driver, he actually mastered the "ghost step," a technique that even many zombie sequence superhumans had failed to grasp.

He then took the next step and appeared ten steps away.

This bizarre and astonishing speed is simply like a ghost.

Once the Ghost Step is activated, it's like a shadow following you!

Xu Lindong turned his head in surprise, and a hint of astonishment and barely suppressed joy flashed in his cold eyes behind the faceless mask.

The method of impersonating a corpse driver is indeed ridiculously powerful.

He mastered a high-level ability of the zombie sequence so quickly.

If I play the role for a longer period of time, I might be able to acquire other, even more powerful abilities.

For example, will-o'-the-wisps, ghostly backs, ghostly howls, etc.

"That's about it—"

Xu Lindong didn't delay any longer. With a quick movement, he returned to the motorcycle in an instant.

He exited the role, quickly changed out of the corpse-driving costume, rolled it up, and stuffed it into the cart.

At this moment, from the depths of the fog in all directions, a dense aura of corpses, accompanied by a howling wind, brought a sense of crisis and excitement, as if it were an ambush from all sides.

The feeling came rushing up all at once.

Xu Lindong immediately sent a signal using the recorder, while simultaneously spreading his mental energy into perception, capturing the surging evil power around him.

In the realm of the mind, a cluster of golden flames suddenly ignited with this intense emotion.

In the firelight, the hordes of zombies with ferocious faces roared and charged from all directions through the mist.

Among them was even a wandering soul attached to a zombie corpse.

"Hmm? Even wandering spirits have been attracted—that's insidious, hiding inside a zombie's body."

Xu Lindong observed the peculiar zombie illuminated by the inner fire.

Its eyes were not cloudy; instead, they exuded an eerie coldness and cruelty, with a hint of chilling cunning.

"A wandering spirit from who-knows-which route it is —"

A thought flashed through Xu Lindong's mind.

The abilities of wandering spirits vary depending on their route, and they are often more dangerous when their true nature is unknown.

He quickly took out the red incense sticks used in the ceremony.

He then took out the stove smoke from his pocket and apples and bananas from his backpack as offerings.

Then, he began reciting the prayer used for "tattling," preparing to activate the psychic mirror.

"Heaven has a stove, earth has fire, and the heart has a mirror, reflecting the mortal world—"

"This place is teeming with evil spirits, a haven for the filth of zombies and wandering souls. I beseech the Kitchen God to bestow blessings upon me and quell the evil here!"

After the prayer was finished, the red incense on the ground in front of him burned and turned to ash in the flames.

The offerings, such as apples, were also bathed in golden light, receiving blessings from the Kitchen God.

Deep within my heart, that burning flame suddenly transformed into a mirror of inferno.

A simple, ancient stove is reflected in the mirror, with the figure of the Kitchen God standing majestically in front of it.

But gradually, amidst the inner fire, he transformed into an image with a face as red as a jujube, a long beard hanging down to his chest, and brows and eyes exuding authority.

Guan Gong glares angrily!

This is the underlying spirit of Xu Lindong.

Golden flames surged and rolled inside the stove, with countless blazing fire threads intertwining and entwining.

A power emanating from the authority of the Kitchen God surged from the Mirror of Fire, and the illusory figure of the Kitchen God took a step forward, merging seamlessly with Xu Lindong's form.

"boom!!"

Enveloped in abundant auspicious energy, Xu Lindong's vitality and spirit surged to over 100.

Golden flames, formed from the fire within his heart, erupted from within him, enveloping him in a dazzling golden glow, as if a god had descended to earth.

His face was shrouded in a crimson glow, like Guan Yu reborn, majestic and awe-inspiring, making it difficult for evil spirits to approach.

He collected the numerous blessed offerings, abruptly mounted his superhuman motorcycle, wielding a massive scythe, and looked down upon the swarming zombies as if they were mere commodities to be sold...