At this moment, all efforts, struggles, and thoughts are meaningless.
Some are left with only despair.
Despair, endless despair.
Unable to suppress, imprison and grow, copy and restart.
Of these three abilities, a ghost only needs to possess one of them to be defined as S-level.
But now, it is a ghost that possesses these three abilities at the same time.
The most disappointing thing is that this ghost has grown up.
Looking at the coffin with no end in sight and the densely packed figures.
Almost everyone is in complete despair.
Only by personal experience can you understand what unexplainable supernatural events are.
This level of supernatural events is no longer something that a ghost controller who can control two ghosts or three ghosts can handle.
According to the current situation, even if it blocks the attack of a ghost, what will happen?
Waiting for the attack from behind are ten or hundreds of ghosts.
Group after group, a steady stream of ghosts will rush towards this side, easily tearing the ghost master into pieces.
There are too many, so many that it is despairing.
At this moment, everyone was trembling all over, their pupils were narrowed, their breathing was low, their blood seemed to have frozen, and there was no other emotion in their bodies except fear.
What about the top group of ghost masters in the country?
They are just a group of people, a group of people who steal supernatural powers.
However, what stood in front of them was a truly unsolvable evil ghost.
Unresolvable suppression, growth in detention, and now the ability to restart also comes with a layer of replication ability.
This is not a powerful ghost that a ghost controller can fight against.
There is no chance, no hope, and no possibility of a comeback.
The laboratory seemed to have fallen into silence at this moment, with no one making a sound and no one trying to resist.
At this moment, among the unknown number of coffins, the ghost has already stepped out with one foot, facing the direction of everyone, as if intending to harvest this experience gift package as soon as he steps out of the ghost coffin.
Extremely desperate, the top group of ghost controllers in the country are nothing more than an experience gift package in front of this fierce ghost who is about to walk out of the ghost coffin.
There were more than a dozen ghost masters, and the worst one managed two ghosts.
After they die in this world belonging to evil spirits, this evil ghost that comes out of the ghost coffin, this group of evil ghosts that come out of the ghost coffin, will grow to the point where there is truly no solution.
"Can you leave your ghost realm?"
Wang Xiaoming suppressed his fear and looked at Li Leping.
"No, the most I can do is cover an area to temporarily resist the invasion of the ghost realm, but the suppressive power of the ghost realm is too strong, and this resistance is only temporary." Li Leping said.
He could feel that after the ghost smoke drifted out, there were faint signs of dissipating.
Guizashi's ghost domain itself also has extremely strong suppression capabilities. Even Gui Yan, who is comparable to Yang Jian's fourth-level ghost domain, cannot break through such a blockade.
He can only defend reluctantly, which means that he does not have the possibility to turn passivity into initiative.
"Have you grown to this extent yet..." Wang Xiaoming lowered his head slightly, thoughtfully.
"Professor, what should we do now?"
Li Jun had no choice.
In front of and behind him, there were ghost coffins in all directions. These threats hidden in the darkness caused Li Jun to sweat profusely. He could only place his hope in Wang Xiaoming, hoping that this man would have thinking abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.
Professor Wang can give a plan that can change the situation of the war.
"We can only withdraw." Wang Xiaoming's answer was simple.
He can die and is not afraid of death.
However, he can't die here with a group of ghost masters.
Although this group of ghost masters are very powerless when facing ghosts, this is because they are facing S-level, or even supernatural events that can be defined as above S-level.
This is not something that can be solved by numbers, or even by humans.
And if a group of the country's top ghost controllers are here, the situation that was finally stabilized will collapse. And once these dead ghost controllers become food for ghosts, then I am afraid that Dajing City will also fall into a huge crisis.
After thinking about this clearly, Wang Xiaoming took out his satellite positioning phone.
The communication is still normal. It seems that the intelligence of the ghost is not very high, at least it does not know how to cut off the communication between the internal and the outside like the ghost.
Before making the call, Wang Xiaoming took out something else.
A bright red candle.
"Ghost Candle?"
Many people in despair looked at this red candle, which seemed to be seen everywhere on the street, and a glimmer of light ignited in their eyes.
But soon, the light that had finally been ignited, symbolizing hope, dimmed again.
The things here are too terrifying, and there are too many of them. Although Guizhu has the ability to protect people, being surrounded by a group of fierce ghosts only delays the death of everyone.
Even if a ghost candle is lit, how long can this small candle keep burning in the face of attacks from so many ghosts?
He didn't light the ghost candle immediately, and he didn't pay attention to the negative looks around him.
Wang Xiaoming made the call.
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A hillside outside the laboratory.
Compared to the darkness and despair in the laboratory at the moment, here the sun is shining brightly, the air is fresh, and the surrounding green plants are growing wildly, giving this area the vitality of nature.
However, looking down from this hillside, a place in the distance is shrouded in darkness. The morning sun shines through, but the bright light and warm sunshine cannot open any gaps.
The most bizarre thing is that this long-lasting darkness seems to be getting deeper and thicker, and the entire darkness has formed a shape similar to a coffin.
"The situation has worsened, the ghosts have changed, and Wang Xiaoming is in big trouble."
Several figures appeared on the hillside, and the one who spoke was Jiang Shangbai, who had withdrawn from the laboratory at the earliest and refused to fight against the ghosts.
He had differences of opinion with Wang Xiaoming before, believing that it was obviously unwise to fight against Gui Cha when he had no nails in the coffin.
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There are still many ghost masters.
There are a lot of ghost masters staying in the laboratory, and many of them have satellite positioning mobile phones that maintain 24-hour communication. Therefore, the headquarters is also constantly updating the information in the laboratory.
As an important member of the circle of friends, Jiang Shangbai can naturally receive this information at the same time, so as to know the situation in the laboratory.
The original ghost has the ability to suppress without any solution, the ability to grow, and the incredible ability to restart.
But now, as Gui Cha enters the coffin again, it has also undergone new changes.
Its restart ability goes even further, and it can even copy countless copies of itself.
The already unreasonable suppression ability, coupled with this unsolvable suppression ability, when superimposed on each other, any ghost controller will be easily killed.
"Fortunately, we evacuated early. If we had hesitated a little longer inside, we might have been the ones who died." A ghost controller who followed Jiang Shangbai out and followed him sighed.
No matter what, living is definitely better than dying.
Life is short to begin with, if we don't find some opportunities to enjoy it more, and just get caught up in supernatural events for no apparent reason, wouldn't it be an unjust death?
"What did the headquarters say?" Jiang Shangbai glanced at the man, ignored him, and asked himself.
"The headquarters is naturally the first to receive the news, and it is also aware of Wang Xiaoming's current danger. It will definitely find a way to arrange rescue personnel, but whether it can be rescued is another matter." A ghost controller said, but his tone
It doesn't sound optimistic about the rescue operation planned by the headquarters.
They are at the scene now, and naturally know that this gradually deepening darkness is not easy to break through.
"There is no way to suppress it, it cannot be restricted, it cannot be imprisoned. When it restarts, a new version of itself will be born. It can also use the abilities of the suppressed ghost. There is even an inexplicable thing helping it grow."
Jiang Shangbai thought about it and felt his scalp numb.
I'm a little lucky that Wang Xiaoming rejected his plan.
Otherwise, even with coffin nails and a top-notch team of ghost masters, we probably won't be able to defeat this ghost.
There are too many uncertain factors in this incident, especially the unknown person who snatched the things back from the ghost.
"Hmm? Someone's cell phone rang."
Suddenly, a cell phone ringing sound came to everyone's ears.
The ringtone is very familiar, it is the unique ringtone of the headquarters satellite positioning.
After searching around, several people's eyes finally focused on one person.
The man was handsome, 1.85 meters tall, and his figure was as good as a perfect clothes hanger. He wore the Interpol uniform in a way that was different from others. His sickly pale face and thin figure could not hide his natural beauty.
He has the advantage of shoulder width, and if you look down one shoulder, you will find that one of this person's palms is particularly weird.
It was a hand that was completely inconsistent with his gender. It was slender and white, just like a hand that only a woman would have.
At this moment, this young man, who looked nothing special except for being handsome, was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the darkness in the distance with an easy-going expression.
"Gu Li, Daxi City."
Jiang Shangbai was the first to react, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.
This is a very strange person, a very unique person in the supernatural circle.
This is not just because Gu Li seems very casual in his daily life. He talks and laughs most of the time. He is not only full of emotions, but also friendly to others.
More importantly, Jiang Shangbai knew that Gu Li, as one of the early Interpol police officers at the headquarters, had received a personal invitation from Fang Shiming to join his circle of friends.
However, Gu Li rejected Fang Shiming's invitation in the early stages of establishing the headquarters, before its strength had yet been gathered.
The reason given is also very straightforward, that is, although Danishi City lags far behind Dakyo City, he still likes to stay in his hometown.
Therefore, Gu Li rejected Fang Shiming's invitation, and Fang Shiming seemed to have revealed the matter.
But Jiang Shangbai knew very well how powerful Fang Shiming was.
That kind of strength is ingrained in one's bones, and cannot be fooled into rejecting by just a few words.
Gu Li dared to refuse and was still able to jump to the present, so he was definitely not a character to be trifled with.