Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Chapter 94 Wrath at the End of the Road (Seeking First Subscription!)

The third time, the fourth time —

After being used a total of six times, the Ghost Eye's supernatural strength has reached level B. Even without relying on the recorded supernatural events, it can continue to contend with the headless ghost for half an hour.

"That's not enough. We need to have at least two more confrontations to enhance the Ghost Eye's revival level, so that we can ensure that the Headless Ghost Shadow will be brought to a standstill in one confrontation."

Link looked up at the starry sky. The night was still long, and he would need to recover before he could do the remaining two.

But the headless ghost wouldn't stop its attacks.

A layer of red light enveloped the entire ruins of Huanggang Village. The corpse moved freely through the ghost realm and arrived behind Link in the blink of an eye.

Maintaining a safe distance from the beginning is a joke.

Link had anticipated this, but he did not use the Azure Ghost Domain to suppress this layer of Ghost Eye Ghost Domain.

If I force the headless ghost to learn the Ghost Domain Stacking technique, I'll be in real trouble.

Therefore, he could only run and dodge, allowing the headless ghost to continue its attacks.

Even though the body of a demon tamer is practically inhuman, it seems so insignificant in the face of a true vengeful ghost that can attack without limit.

An hour later, Link began to pant and his steps slowed.

Five hours later, he was out of breath, his steps were heavy, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

In the crimson ghost realm, the attacks of vengeful spirits continue.

The world changes constantly.

Death is ever-present —

The next day, at 1 p.m.

Sunlight streamed through the ghost realm, falling on Link's blood-stained, pale face.

Having just used his teleportation ability, he has a few seconds to catch his breath.

He felt no warmth whatsoever; his heart, robbed of fear and pain, had long been filled with numbness after more than ten hours of pursuit.

"Fortunately, I haven't been driven crazy or even had suicidal thoughts. Now I just want to live, even if it means becoming a walking corpse."

Link muttered to himself.

The next second, a faceless corpse appeared behind him, spanning dozens of meters, and stretched out a pair of pitch-black arms that he had rejected a thousand times over the past dozen hours.

Link had no strength left to run away. A flash of anger crossed his eyes as he hissed, "Get out!"

The corpse fragrance that had been lingering inside the faceless corpse suddenly erupted, beginning to vie for control of the body with the headless ghostly figure.

The corpse trembled, and drops of black liquid mixed with wisps of red fragrance dripped from its body, only to quickly gather back inside.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

With careful observation, one can see that with each wave of the black ink, the red fragrance mixed in it diminishes slightly, staining the ground blood red.

Link didn't dare sit on the ground, afraid that he would never be able to get up again if he did. So he stood there, took out compressed biscuits and mineral water from his backpack, and wolfed them down to replenish his energy.

This time, the battle between Ghost Eye and Ghost Shadow will last forty minutes.

In other words, Link got a 40-minute respite.

Dachang City.

As the news spread on social media, many people in the paranormal community rushed over to join the fun.

The vast majority of them were targeting the Guanjiang residential area, hoping to take advantage of the chaos and make a fortune even if they only caught one evil spirit.

Because most of the vengeful spirits in Link's possession have been controlled by others and their resurrection level is not high. After taking them, he can even easily create a spirit tamer.

Inside the Guanjiang residential area, Zhao Lei sat up from his chair and looked in the direction from which a chilling aura emanated.

"An uninvited guest has arrived."

A few people, however, had a unique way of thinking. They used satellite signals to discover that Link and Yang had left the city and were currently playing hide-and-seek with their enemies in a remote mountain valley.

So, on a whim, they drove to the place where the signal came from—Huanggang Village.

These ghost riders are used to being bold and reckless, driving recklessly and speeding is the least of their problems.

Inside a law enforcement vehicle, a figure completely wrapped up like a mummy sat bolt upright upon hearing the roar of an engine coming from the winding mountain road.

He patted the young man beside him who was resting with his eyes closed and whispered, "Brother Hai, someone's here."

The young man opened his sharp eyes, took out golden handcuffs from his pocket, and shook them in his palm, producing a crisp metallic hum.

"Perfect timing. I'm tired of catching evil spirits, so catching a few criminals will be a good way to relieve the fatigue."

In the back seat of the car, Zhang Han remained silent, only gripping a blood-stained claw hammer tightly, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

Many people will die today.

Huanggang Village Site.

Link braced himself on his knees, panting heavily. He glanced at his watch: 6:59:32 PM.

There is one hour left to complete the ceremony.

His clothes were covered in mud, making him look disheveled.

Indeed, the headless ghost's manipulation of Yang Jian's corpse became increasingly sophisticated, and an hour ago, it was already able to stack a second layer of ghost domain.

The headless ghost is still hiding in Yang Jian's corpse, and can even stand still and teleport Link directly in front of it.

All it needs to do is make a simple gesture of reaching out and scratching its head.

For example, right now —

The environment around Link changed, and he appeared in front of the faceless corpse. A pair of pitch-black arms covered in lividity firmly grasped Link's head.

Link couldn't escape anymore, and he really didn't want to escape anymore.

Without a sound, a red mark appeared on his neck, and his head was easily removed.

The corpse groped around on Link's head, adjusted it to face forward, and began to attach it to its own neck.

However, a strange scene happened.

A black, misty aura swirled around Link, and time seemed to reverse on him. His head flew back to his neck in an instant, leaving not even a trace of redness.

Blood slid down from his eyes, revealing a pair of dark eyes with traces of bright red flowers gleaming in them, brimming with rage, as if they were about to burst into flames at any moment.

"You're supposed to crash at seven o'clock!"

The illusory pages turned, and the shadow beneath Link's feet rose from the ground, reaching out its hands towards the corpse, invading and suppressing it.

At the same time, the flowers in the ghost's eyes became even brighter, and through the medium of the corpse's fragrance, together with [Record: Headless Ghost], they fought for control of the corpse.

Link faced the corpse directly, having been attacked continuously for nearly twenty-four hours. Helplessness, numbness, and the will to survive—

All of it turned into primal anger.

When all that's left is a man's rage at the end of his rope!

He just wanted to completely shut down the headless ghost in front of him!

This is the final paranormal confrontation, which will last for an hour. It has already been tested using astrology and the paper doll paranormal technique, so there will be no surprises.

The headless ghost struggled, its crimson ghostly eyes opening and closing as it resisted the external supernatural forces.

Time passed second by second, and every time a recorded supernatural event disappeared, Link would add it back again.

An hour later, the apprentice ghost had awakened from its slumber and was slowly moving through Link's body, devouring his life force.

The Crimson Ghost Domain dissipated, and Yang Jian's faceless corpse collapsed to the ground, motionless once more.

Under the starry sky, Link unscrewed the thermos and drank the dark, gooey liquid inside in one gulp.

The Arcane Mage has succeeded!

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