A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"Bob, this is your partner's girlfriend." The fat, deadbeat-like man put his large, fan-like hand around the shoulder of a short-haired girl and grinned wildly.

"Anyone can die for our cause." Bob shrugged indifferently. He didn't care about his partner at all, let alone his girlfriend.

"Bob, what's going on? You and Nick..." The short-haired woman had tears in her eyes. She didn't know what had happened, but her boyfriend's death seemed to be related to the man in front of her.

Pfft!

A steel bar pierced through her body.

The fat ghost lifted her up from behind: "Hehehe... Woman, don't worry, this world will soon be ruled by the dead, and you will soon become an immortal being like us!"

“Well done, my buddy.” Bob chuckled, took a gold cross from another dead man, and praised the fat man.

The short-haired girl looked at Bob in disbelief. He was her boyfriend's partner and one of the people she trusted most.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Bob shrugged, shaking his split head with a laugh. “I’m doing this for your own good.”

Click!

boom!

The black lead pellet ripped open half of the fat dead man's skull, and a foul, disgusting stench immediately filled the entire rooftop.

A figure dressed in black robes and wearing a strange white smiling mask slowly appeared: "Um...you rascal, your name is Bob, right? Could you please explain what that gold is?"

Bob, who was feeling smug and complacent, suddenly changed his expression drastically. Damn it, an outsider was interfering in their affairs!?

Meanwhile, Gwen sat in the car, listlessly looking at the huge dark clouds in the sky: "Damn it, I hate this kind of thing the most... Huh?"

Suddenly, Gwen paused, wondering if it was just her imagination, but she seemed to see a seven-colored light in the thick, inky clouds, and... something else?

“Is that… a hammer?” Gwen murmured.

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Chapter 268 The Passage Reverses, the Dead Descends

A flash of light, and before Gwen could even see what it was, it had vanished.

Seeing this, Gwen couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Am I seeing things?"

"How boring..." Gwen kicked her foot impatiently as she looked at the .pd and the dead fighting in front of her. Staying here was unpleasant.

After thinking for a moment, Gwen took out her equipment from the car, put it on, shot out a web, and jumped onto the exterior wall of the building across the street.

These deadbeats are too much trouble; let's get rid of them as soon as possible!

Gwen casually shot out a spider web, which captured a pistol loaded with special bullets, and pulled the trigger at the ugly dead man in the distance.

On the rooftop, Cao Gui glanced at the short-haired woman whose body was pierced by steel bars. He had already sensed her with his Observation Haki, but he was still a step too late.

Moreover, the woman's blood wasn't flowing on the ground, but being absorbed by the golden monument not far away. A blood clot the size of a fist had already begun to gather, and it wouldn't be long before the woman died from excessive blood loss.

"Damn it, he killed the fat guy!"

"Who is this person? How dare he ruin our plans?"

"Kill him! Avenge Fatty!"

"He smells like a living person; our bullets have no effect on him!"

"You guys reload, we'll fight hand-to-hand to buy you time!"

A cacophony of chatter quickly arose, and in the blink of an eye, the dead on the rooftop reached a consensus.

Fifty or sixty ghosts huddled around the edge of the rooftop roared and leaped high into the air, delivering a crushing blow to Cao Gui, making the already gloomy sky even darker.

The remaining dead men frantically changed the bullets in their guns.

Seeing this, Bob, who was holding the golden cross, breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were many of them... and many ghosts. Even if that person was powerful, he couldn't do anything to them.

But soon, Bob will think differently.

Bang bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots rang out like popping beans, and black lead pellets scattered in all directions like a shower of flowers.

In just a moment, the heads of those ghosts who tried to block Cao Gui with their bodies all exploded with a large hole. A moment later, those ghosts fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Large amounts of black liquid rained down from the sky, and the heavy stench of corpses instantly enveloped the entire rooftop.

Beneath the mask, Cao Gui frowned; the smell was truly nauseating.

No, we need to add a filtration system when we get back; it smells just too awful.

Bob's expression changed drastically. So many of his men had been lost in an instant. What were those two flintlock muskets in the enemy's hands? How could they fire so many bullets in a row and kill these rotting corpses who were already dead?

"Damn it, he killed so many of us!?"

"Kill him now! I want him to pay for this in blood!"

"How dare this lowly human be so disrespectful to us noble dead?!"

"..."

The clicking of the gun bolts echoed incessantly, as the remaining dead men roared wildly, threatening to teach Cao Gui a lesson.

Even after becoming ghosts, they retain their rationality and know what they should and shouldn't do, but their emotions become volatile and easily angered. Even if they know what they should do, they will be driven by their emotions and lose their ability to judge things.

However, there are exceptions. Bob, a veteran who has been lurking among the crowd for many years, had long since eliminated this negative buff. Seeing Cao Gui kill so many dead ghosts, he knew that the opponent was not so easy to deal with.

"Fire! Take this guy down!" Bob shouted. The ghosts around him had already replaced the bullets they used to fight ghosts with bullets powered by ordinary gunpowder gas. Now they were an army of ghosts.

However, after giving the order to fire, Bob suddenly turned and ran, carrying the golden cross and thrusting it into an "X"-shaped notch on the golden monument.

"Damn it!" Cao Gui snorted coldly, stomped his foot hard, and activated "Shave" to disappear instantly.

At the same time, the dead men's gunshots rang out, but all the bullets hit empty air, not even touching the hem of Cao Gui's clothes.

Hearing the gunshots behind him, a glint of joy flashed in Bob's eyes. As long as they held that man back, he could install the core of Jericho Gostav, reverse the entire passage between life and death, and bring the dead back to the world of the living.

however……

boom!

In mid-air, another gunshot rang out. Cao Gui swung his arm sharply, and the bullet, wrapped in Armament Haki, swirled in the air in a beautiful arc before whistling towards Dead Bob.

Just as Bob was about to attach the golden cross to the golden monument, he suddenly felt a numbness in his hip, followed by a sharp pain. He lost his balance and crashed to the ground in front of the golden monument with a loud thud.

Cao Gui blew away the smoke rising from the muzzle of his gun. To be honest, apart from being slightly stronger than ordinary people and being indestructible, these dead ghosts were nothing special.

Cao Gui could easily kill a large number of them.

"Ah... damn it..." Bob gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as he picked up the golden cross again. So close! Just a little more effort and he would succeed...

boom!

Just as he stood up, another bullet pierced his chest, and Bob, who had just managed to catch his breath, collapsed back down.

"Bob, let go of Julia... Oh, shit!"

At this moment, an elderly Asian man and a blonde woman rushed in from the rooftop entrance. Upon seeing the scene after Cao Gui's rampage, they abruptly stopped.

"My God, there are so many dead people here!" the blonde woman exclaimed.

“Shut up, you idiot! Julia is hurt… God, she’s badly hurt.” The Asian old man’s eyes reddened as he hurriedly went to the short-haired girl’s side.

“Oh my man, now is not the time to cry over your wife, these bastards…” The blonde woman held a banana and a hairdryer, her face full of vigilance.

But soon, a strange look appeared on his face. He smelled a strong gunpowder odor from the muzzles of those dead men's guns. This stuff only worked on the living. He and the skinny old Asian man were both PD agents, essentially dead men.

These bullets had no effect on the two of them.

“Hey, #@￥* (Nick), stop crying. Take care of these bastards first, then think about other things. Your girlfriend isn’t dead yet. If you don’t act now, she really will be.”

As she spoke, the blonde beauty used both hands, randomly pointing the hairdryer and banana around. Beams of blue and white light shot out continuously, and the dead ghosts that were hit by it turned into a pile of ash before they could even scream.

Cao Gui looked at the two men with surprise. It was them. It seemed they must know something... Never mind, he probably wouldn't get any information even if he asked.

Cao Gui rolled his eyes. The .pd's censorship function was too powerful, even more powerful than the censorship beast brought by the 404 god. It was basically impossible to hear their syllables clearly.

"Hahaha... Thank you, Nick, you saved us dead!"

Just then, Bob's maniacal laughter suddenly rang out. Sometime during the night, Bob had somehow managed to climb up to the golden monument and, taking advantage of Cao Gui's distraction, forcefully slammed the golden cross into the monument.

Rumble!

A golden light shot straight up into the sky from the golden monument, and a passage slowly took shape in the thick dark clouds.

Countless dead ghosts fell from the passageway; the strangely shaped ghosts could be seen falling from the sky.

"Hahaha, I told you long ago, this world belongs to the dead. From today onwards, this world will be ours!"

Bob raised his hands high, laughing wildly, while the blonde beauty and the Asian old man not far away turned deathly pale.

We're doomed! This is terrible!

The dead have descended!

"Oh~ how scary, so many dead ghosts." At this moment, a casual voice slowly rang out, and Cao Gui, holding a flintlock pistol in one hand, pulled the trigger directly:

"However, you won't be able to see it!"

boom!

Bob fell backward, his eyes slowly losing their sparkle, but the arrogant expression from before remained on his face.

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Chapter 269 One Hundred Million Merit Points

"Oh God, the passage to the underworld has reversed, and the dead are coming down."

With a thud, the blond, wavy-haired man slumped down, his eyes vacant, staring blankly at the dead ghosts swarming down from the sky like locusts.

"Julia...no, Julia..." The thin old man held the short-haired girl and cried softly. Blood kept flowing from the wound, and even when he covered it with his hands, he couldn't stop it.

Cao Gui's lips twitched. What had gotten into these two guys? Didn't they ever think about destroying that golden monument-like thing?

"Forget it, I'll do it." Cao Gui muttered, sounding annoyed. He flipped his hand, took out a 120mm flintlock pistol, took a quick aim, and pulled the trigger.

"Uh...man, what are you carrying...oh shit!"

"It's a rocket!"