Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Chapter 45 The Real Unlucky Guy

The summoning ghost hand began to tremble uneasily after using too many supernatural abilities in a short period of time, trying to control Link to continue using them.

The apprentice ghost seemed to be disturbed as well, writhing restlessly within his body and emanating a strong chill, which spurred Link to record more supernatural powers.

Even the Ghost Realm expanded uncontrollably, covering the surrounding area for several kilometers.

"call……"

The abnormality in his body lasted for three minutes before Link barely managed to suppress the out-of-control ghost, regain his balance, and let out a long sigh of relief.

A stream of icy air was expelled from his mouth, forming shimmering ice crystals in the air.

Turning his head, he saw that Jiang Shangbai's vengeful spirit behind him had begun to revive.

His corpse emitted a foul smell of burning and decay, fighting against Link's ghostly aura. Where the pungent black smoke overlapped with the dark blue starry sky, the appearance of a real vegetable market could be vaguely seen.

At the same time, the corpse also rises into the air, with the dead man's feet sticking out to the thighs, continuing to revive and possibly even emerging as a complete vengeful ghost.

The two vengeful ghosts were fighting over Jiang Shangbai's corpse and didn't have time to attack Link.

"The fight broke out on the side of the road, but the recovery was quite rapid."

Link's eyes flickered, and he finally chose the less energy-consuming electric shock spell to briefly suppress the two resurrected ghosts, then packed them into a golden body bag.

He focused his attention on the twenty mercenaries who had gotten lost in the Ghost Realm.

These people were caught up in the incident when the apprentice ghost caused some strange movement.

They had different skin tones and exuded a strong smell of gunpowder.

They were all ruthless killers from the world's leading assassin organizations, and they were gathered together at this moment, trying to use smoke grenades mixed with gold in an attempt to isolate the ghost realm and escape.

Good idea, but unfortunately Link's Ghost Domain is two layers stronger than Yang Jian's Ghost Eye Ghost Domain. The golden smoke can interfere with the Ghost Domain, but it can't let them escape at all.

Killing a group of ordinary people is not worth using supernatural powers for.

Link pulled two golden pistols from his waist, appeared silently behind the group, and pulled the triggers repeatedly, emptying the magazines.

"Bang bang..."

Battle commands, shouts of alarm, and curses in various languages ​​all turned into a stagnant silence under the unpredictable gun barrels.

After three rounds of shooting, the group of elite mercenaries was wiped out.

After dealing with the mercenaries, Link "looked" at the various battlefields within the Ghost Realm.

Yang Jian was matched with He Tianxiong, who also controlled two fierce ghosts.

The ghosts on He Tianxiong's body are a ghost that tramples people and guarantees death if they look up, and a piece of rotten flesh that corrodes his entire body.

The demons attacked while the rotting flesh of the demons protected their lives, allowing He Tianxiong to kill many demon tamers.

The "human-stepping ghost" had its feet planted on He Tianxiong's shoulders, creating a terrifying and deadly supernatural scene.

The pattern of killing is that if someone makes a gesture of looking up, regardless of whether they see the ghost that stepped on them, they will die.

Unfortunately, due to Link's deliberate influence, He Tianxiong's surroundings were completely empty. There was no platform, not even a brick to stand on.

Now invaded by Yang Jian's ghostly shadow, he can only constantly stimulate the vengeful spirit within his body to revive in the hope of saving his life.

"Yang Jian, I admit defeat this time. Let me go, and I can give you all the money in my account, as long as you can buy my life. Don't worry, as long as I can leave, I will never appear in front of you again in this lifetime."

Yang Jian, don't force me to kneel down and beg you!

He Tianxiong trembled all over, chunks of rotten flesh fell off his body, and his heart was filled with despair.

Yang Jian is deliberately wearing him down!

The ghostly figure couldn't kill him, but the vengeful spirit within him revived and would kill him first, leaving him with no chance of survival.

Yang Jian remained unmoved and coldly said, "Your two ghosts are more valuable than your life."

The fact that Lin Ke let Wang Zhixuan go, which instead provoked strong retaliation from his circle of friends, taught Yang Jian a lesson.

Only dead enemies are the best.

The vengeful spirit on He Tianxiong's body kept resurfacing. After another bout, he let out a strange cry and then there was no more breath.

The rotting flesh of the demon covered his torso, and even his head rotted away.

Yang Jian consumed the least amount of energy. Before He Tianxiong's vengeful spirit could begin to revive, he took out the golden body bag and imprisoned it.

On the other side, under Zhao Lei's relentless attacks, Liu Dong, the Ghost Tamer whose head was rotting, had his body covered in wood grain patterns. He breathed his last, and a rotting head fell limply from his neck, rolling on the ground.

Rather than saying he died from Zhao Lei's attack, it would be more accurate to say he was killed by his own rotting head.

The ghost puppet controlled by Zhao Lei did not have any supernatural rule that it was certain to die.

The ghost puppet's killing pattern is that after counting to three, any moving person or vengeful ghost within a ten-meter radius will be attacked, and its body will randomly turn into wood in one place.

The first ghost tamer who died was simply unlucky. His brain was attacked, and the ghost inside him didn't have time to react before he died.

Liu Dong fared even worse. He had guessed Zhao Lei's supernatural pattern and dared not move, trying to stall for time to survive. However, the eyes affected by the vengeful ghost kept swirling in his eye sockets, desperately triggering the ghost puppet's killing pattern, and he ultimately died in utter frustration.

"Cough, cough..."

Zhao Lei hunched over and couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching cough, with mouthfuls of blood mixed with fine wood chips spilling out from between his fingers.

"As a demon tamer, you must learn restraint. If you use it like this, you won't live more than two months."

Link appeared in front of Zhao Lei, wrapping Liu Dong's rotting head in a golden body bag while giving a warning.

Zhao Lei's ghost puppets didn't have a ghost domain, and their resurrection speed wasn't fast, but because he used them so much, they died faster than some ghost tamers who had their own ghost domains.

Just like today, even though Link and Zhang Han both reminded him not to use the supernatural too much, it was clearly ignored.

Liu Dong alone made Zhao Lei use his supernatural powers six times, not to mention that he had previously attacked Jiang Shangbai and others on a large scale.

Zhao Lei raised his head, revealing half of his face covered by the wood grain. There was no fear of death in his eyes, only the exhilaration of revenge.

"Those people in my WeChat Moments who dare to openly use guns deserve to die. I just can't stand them... cough cough, I was just unlucky today and couldn't hit this man with the rotten head in a vital spot."

After saying that, Zhao Lei coughed again, this time coughing up even pieces of internal organs that looked like chunks of wood.

Link couldn't help but glance sideways; the real unlucky guy had appeared.

It's safe to say he's the unlucky guy from the original story who encountered the Newspaper Ghost in the beginner village.

This isn't just bad luck; it's practically a life guaranteed by a huge windfall.

"Luckily, Zhao Lei wasn't allowed to control the gambler who had crashed. Otherwise, even if he could cheat every two times, he would have lost everything, and the gambler might even have relapsed..."

Lin Ke even suspected that Tong Qian's consistently unlucky and poor performance in the later stages of the original story might be due to inheriting Zhao Lei's body.

"You should rest well and not provoke the vengeful ghost. You've earned so much money; you should live to see the day you return home in glory, right?"

Whenever this is mentioned, Zhao Lei's lips can't help but curl upwards.

Link offered very generous rewards for this operation: a Ghost Tamer for one Ghost was worth 100 million, and a Ghost Tamer for two Ghosts was worth 300 million.

He received two headshots, which amounted to 200 million yuan in cash—a huge sum that his parents couldn't earn even in ten lifetimes.

He became increasingly convinced that his action of stopping the car five days earlier was absolutely correct.

Zhao Lei simply plopped down on the ground and sighed, "President Lin, it's up to you to clean up the mess from now on. I need to minimize my physical activity and quell the resurgence of the ghost puppet."

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