I am a godslayer, not your hero.

Can use Warrior's power and Clear Voice.

That is the power of [Xuannv War Drum].

"The 'Joker' is somewhat similar to the Wolf Mark of the Marquis of Vauban." Mingxian secretly complained.

The power [Greedy Wolves] can bestow the Mark of the Wolf on those around it, turning them into wolves forever.

However, it is still a mystery how powerful this werewolf is.

Speaking of Woban, Mingxian thought of Ladislev Barutosik, whom he introduced to him. In order to ensure that Barutosik's brain would not be affected by the wolf mark, he was directly transformed into a living dead.

For Vauban, this was probably the first time.

It’s not that Woban’s zombie servants are scarce. In fact, the zombie employees he recruits can form a legion. The problem is that all of these people are forced to serve Woban.

There are all kinds of people from different times, nationalities, and races. They were all psychics who challenged Woban in the past and were later killed by Woban and turned into living dead.

Because the souls of the dead are forced to obey by power, the domination is not absolute.

The servants also lost the judgment they had in life and were unable to make tactical moves and predictions.

Baltosik was actively recruited and needs to be taught magical knowledge, so he cannot be forcibly controlled and cause him to lose his judgment.

It was very troublesome for Woban.

However, Baltosik convinced Woban that the possibility of traveling through a parallel world was worth Woban breaking the original rules and actively recruiting him.

As for transforming into the living dead...

Bartosik has a body of over eighty years old, and he used to be a scientist without any cursed power.

Woban probably thought it would be more convenient to transform directly into a living dead. He could continue to use his brain and there would be no need to worry about him dying in the middle of the process. He could even save time for rest and eating... It was perfect!

"But when I think about it this way, I am really a good person. I freed him from the aging and death of over 80 years old so that he can continue to explore the truth."

Mingxian nodded with satisfaction, "I am a kind-hearted person, and I can't bear to see such a scientist suffer in his life."

"What are you suddenly talking about?" asked Tsuchimikado.

"I was thinking of other things."

Ming Xian coughed lightly and then said, "Anyway, I need to outsource the work of dealing with the minions of the gods, so I plan to give some people 'Joke Cards' and transform them into ghosts to defeat the demonized monsters."

"Demonized monster?"

"It's the monster that appeared in Tokyo."

"The elders of the Gods' Court named it 'Demon of the Wilderness'."

"Let them change it to 'Demonized Monster'."

"..."

Tsuchimikado felt a little stomachache. Although he didn't dislike such self-centered and arrogant people, and even admired them a little, Mingxian's request was a bit embarrassing.

If I tell this to the elders of the Temple of Gods, they will probably look at me as if I were an idiot.

"But this is just a small matter." Ming Xian continued: "In short, although the 'Joker Card' has been dealt, the 'Seal Card' is more like a weapon. How much power it can exert still depends on the person."

"The ghosts need to be trained."

"The simplest thing is to at least learn how to use spell power, sound attack, and martial arts..."

At this point, he paused for a moment before saying, "A spell that can transform and protect clothes from being destroyed."

Tsuchimikado understood.

"You want me to teach ghost magic and martial arts."

"correct."

"It's not impossible, but I'm not someone who founded a school of thought, and I'm afraid I'll mislead the students."

"fine……"

Mingxian took out a "joker card" from his sleeve without hesitation. With a flick of his wrist, the metal card streaked across the night sky like a meteor, with an edge that was too sharp to look directly at, and went straight to Tsuchimikado's lower abdomen - Dantian.

In an instant, the cold wind raged like a sharp blade, and ice crystals seemed to condense in the air. The frozen air lingered, making the air around it tremble.

Under this extreme cold, Tsuchimikado's body miraculously hardened.

He became a ghost.

The armor blends perfectly with the skin, presenting a strange snow-white color, with a faint gray mist, like the ground covered with a thin layer of frost on a winter morning.

The arms are a clear aqua blue, as if icy water is flowing, while the upper arms and joints are carved with delicate cloud patterns, just like the clouds and mist between mountains and rivers, adding a touch of otherworldly atmosphere.

Tsuchimikado transformed into a demon warrior who controlled the cold wind and freezing air.

Mingxian said: "The name of Fanchen has no meaning anymore, your title is 'Frozen Ghost'!"

The frozen ghost moved his body and circulated his cursed power slightly. The metal disc on his waist suddenly resonated and produced cursed sound waves.

"This is a ghost. It's really scary."

Donggui made such a sigh. If he were to fight with Toba Riona now, he would probably win.

Experimented a little with the power of the Joker.

Dong Gui suggested seriously: "Compared to mortals, trained psychics are a better choice."

"I can give jokers to whoever I want." Mingxian refused without even thinking, "Isn't this a classic development? A mortal who has gained power embarks on the path of a hero."

Frozen Ghost: “…”

Is there no one in this world who can control him?

Ming Xian's expression changed slightly, and he said more seriously: "I used my power a little to listen to the voice of the spirit, and came to this conclusion."

"What conclusion?"

“The line between life and death is growing thin.”

"You mean Huang, the demonized monsters prey on humans in order to offer their souls to the gods and thus open up the realm between life and death?"

“You might as well think again about why He did this.”

"Sorry, I can't think of that."

Donggui shook his head calmly.

Ming Xian did not keep the secret: "According to the sounds I heard, there are already billions of sounds in the realm of death."

The Frozen Ghost's sturdy body shuddered.

“Are you serious about this number?”

"This disobedient god is here to destroy the world, and she wants to destroy the world out of revenge and vent her anger." Ming Xian said leisurely: "So she will lead hundreds of millions of Huangquan troops to kill all the living people on the earth."

Dong Gui hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't think you will be drowned by the crowd."

“There are always some that slip through the net.”

"Are you training a legion?"

"Just in case." Ming Xian said directly: "I don't have any hope for the level of psychics in this world, so I plan to train a group of people myself to help when the time comes."

Dong Gui pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and said: "Because it's 'just in case', I didn't take it too seriously."

While the two were talking, Gouki also came up.

The iron plate on the silver belt clanged, and he walked forward and asked, "General, can I go into battle?"

"Sure." Mingxian pointed at Donggui, "He will take you to defeat the demonized monster."

Gangui nodded slightly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Donggui.

Donggui reached out and held Ganggui's hand, "I have found a demonized monster, I will lead you to fight it."

"it is good."

"Change clothes first."

"Have you prepared your clothes?"

"You can learn a spell to protect your clothes, or use talismans to carry your clothes."

"We'll talk as we walk."

The two reliable adults left the shrine and headed towards the demon's lair somewhere in Tokyo.

Mingxian stretched and left the shrine.

Back to the detective agency.

Mingxian sat in the office chair, turned on the computer, and started playing games as usual.

……

Boom!

In a sewer, the frozen ghost held a big stick and kept hitting the air drum, blasting out purifying sound waves, which destroyed the two-meter-tall demonized monster.

Gangui held a huge drumstick in his hand, like a ghost, and beat it madly, destroying a demonized monster.

“That’s a lot.”

The cockroach-like insect-men and demonic monsters filled the underground sewers, causing Gouki and Touou to engage in a tough battle.

The frozen ghost used magic to transform the cursed power into cold air and blew it forward.

The freezing air swept across the place, and countless insect people turned into ice sculptures.

"The demonized ghost is also a kind of mythical beast, and there are indeed groups of this kind of thing." Dong Gui explained calmly: "We have encountered disasters like swarms of insects, flocks of birds, and swarms of snakes before, but they were not as exaggerated as this one."

Gangki opened his mouth and spit out will-o'-the-wisp fire, while constantly swinging the sound stick Gangli.

“I didn’t expect that at my age, I would have to come out and play such a grand drum.”

"I don't know any music at all. The best I can do is ring the bells."

The Frozen Ghost raised the sonic iron rod, Liedong, with both hands, and an air drum shot out from his waist. He struck it hard, like a monk in a temple striking a bronze bell.

Boom!

A loud voice swept out.

It took a total of three hours for Gangui and Dongui to eliminate the demonized monsters here.

The two climbed out of the underwater passage.

"Would you like to go eat something?" asked Gouki.

Donggui nodded, "What's a good place?"

"How about ramen?"

"Alright."

The two took a car and came to a ramen restaurant.

……

evening.

Mingxian slowly stood up and looked at the sunset in the distance.

Walk down the stairs and onto the street.

Suddenly, he stopped and heard the sounds of rescue and the evil deeds of demons in his ears.

“It really doesn’t make people feel at peace.”

The sound of the string immediately turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

On the rooftop above, the blonde girl who was watering the flowers looked at this scene and stood there in a daze, holding the kettle in her hand, not putting it down for a long time.

The person disappeared?

……

There is a water storage facility hidden underground in Tokyo. In the dark and humid environment, the girl's consciousness gradually became blurred, and bubbles kept coming out of her mouth, like a dying fish.

She couldn't help but ask herself: Am I going to die?

The question echoed in the dim underground cistern, as if even the echoes were mourning her fate.

She was just walking on the road, when suddenly a hole appeared in the ground, and a tentacle stretched out like a demon, tied her up tightly, and dragged her into the cold water.