The strange and terrifying ghost paintings are like the mythical paintings of mountains and rivers that condense thousands of miles of rivers and mountains into the scroll.
The small picture frame contains one strange and unpredictable place after another.
It's like a world of infinite horror being nurtured.
However, Zhang Xianguang wanted to use this to reopen the world and create a pure land on earth without evil ghosts.
But regardless of his original fate or at this moment, his plan was destined to fail.
Because a boy who is as taboo as a ghost is interfering.
On the gray-white foreign street, after casually throwing back the two corpses with strong stench.
Wu Nai slowly spoke.
His voice was as powerful as an ancient and heavy bronze bell roaring and stirring in the ancient temple, majestic and full of ancient vicissitudes.
But the effect of the detonation is like a terrifying death slowly crawling out from the depths of the earth, coming out like a wild dragon with the power of rules.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
Fang Shiming and others screamed in horror.
This is an unsolvable attack.
Without being noticed by anyone, Li Leping, who had just planned to make a sneak attack, immediately stopped his [Looking for Ghost] supernatural attack in the face of this attack.
Because it is no longer needed.
The battlefield has been dominated by one word, and the balance of victory has completely tilted.
"die!!"
Everyone heard the word [oracle].
This is an edict descended from the clouds, like an indestructible heavenly sword, conveying God's will on death and cutting.
Fang Shiming who was present was torn apart one by one from head to tail, and the ghosts on his body extended from head to crotch, and were smoothly divided into two.
All of them died in a short period of time.
Is the sound supernatural? This high school student is getting more and more terrifying... Lu Zhiwen was shocked by the scene in front of him.
After Fang Shiming took the [medicine], one face-to-face meeting could overwhelm him.
But in front of Wu Nai, he couldn't stand a single word.
It has to be said that only through personal experience can one know the terror of this young man. Since Mr. Qin, Wu Nai's era is gradually coming to an end.
"Wu Nai, you are impulsive. If you kill them all in one go, we won't be able to interrogate any more information. It will be more valuable to save this bastard's life first."
Lu Zhiwen climbed up from the ground with difficulty, looked at the wreckage on the ground and said regretfully.
"He's not dead..."
Wu Nai shook his head and smiled lightly: "If he had died, the ghosts in his body would have escaped long ago. Do you think I am strong enough to kill both humans and ghosts?"
"Yes, there is no ghost in the corpse, so... this is not Fang Shiming's true body. The real him is still hidden elsewhere!"
Lawrence Lu reacted immediately.
"Of course not. In addition, Fang Shiming lied. Wang Xiaoming should not be dead, at least not yet. Otherwise, your supernatural pen would not have guided you here..."
Wu Nai's eyes moved and continued to look at a certain corner of the city.
That is where the simple compass points, where Wang Xiaoming is now.
At the same time, Fang Shiming's fragments of powers and laws scattered here gathered crazily while breathing.
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain new skills - Negative Yue! 】
[Negative Mountain: With this skill, you can turn your own power into an invisible mountain and exert it on your opponent. The ghost who cannot bear it will be killed on the spot. (Note: When you cast the skill, you can only affect one object at a time. The skill effect
Directly linked to the degree of alienation)]
[Power points: 310000.0]
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"He actually died... just died like that... I thought that after taking [the medicine], I would no longer be afraid of this high school student named Wu Nai."
In a dark and quiet office, the mummy-like Fang Shiming gritted his teeth and looked at the thin man in a white coat who was tied to a chair in front of him and said coldly:
"A whole five of me were killed, and the guy with the knife was really scary. Wang Xiaoming, is that the trump card played by your headquarters?"
"Who knows..."
Wang Xiaoming lowered his head, his face shrouded in shadow, and said hoarsely:
"But you're done, Fang Shiming, you idiot. From the moment you agreed to join that group of people and started planning against Wu Nai, you were doomed."
"No matter what the final outcome of this war is, it is not something you can provoke. You are complacent after taking [the medicine], thinking that you have become a perfect ghost master, but you don't know that this is just the residue thrown away by others."
"It's ridiculous. The man named Wu is indeed powerful, but do you really think he can defeat me..."
Fang Shiming reached out from his clothes and took out a completely welded gold box, and at the same time took out a sharp knife.
After cutting open the box that blocked out the supernatural power with a knife, the dark office immediately became cold.
"I still have some trump cards that I haven't shown yet, Professor Wang. I am indeed no match for Wu in a head-to-head confrontation, but the winner often sits behind the scenes, and only the chess pieces charge forward on the chessboard..."
While talking, Fang Shiming opened the box and revealed the contents.
That's an old pair of scissors.
The scissors were in the style of the Republic of China, as if they had been buried in rotting grave soil for a long time and were stained with lingering black stains.
The weirdest thing is the handle of the scissors, which is wrapped with dense circles of dead people's hair, and some of the hair strands even have brown skin attached to the ends.
The rotten smell spread from this center.
"I thought it was something. If you can only take out [Ghost Scissors]... you'd better run for your life."
Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "It's easy to cut people with this thing, but can you use it to cut ghosts? That boy is scarier than some ghosts."
"How will you know if you don't try..."
Fang Shiming picked up Wu Nai's photo from the table and said lightly:
"Mr. Qin is so powerful. He is respected as the number one in Asia. His headquarters governs the world and maintains the order of the country. In the end, it is not all those people from abroad who are killed. This scissor is a beginning. As long as Wu Nai dares to come,
, he will capsize.”
"What did those people leave for you specifically to target him?"
"Guess what, the extremely smart Professor Wang."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Shiming's mouth. As he spoke, he picked up a pen, like a judge's pen used to write life and death records, and wrote two words on Wu Nai's full-length photo: Wu Nai.
Real name, complete body photo, this is the way to trigger the ghost scissors killing pattern.
"I hope you won't regret it..." Wang Xiaoming said coldly.
He watched Fang Shiming take off the gloves in his hands, revealing a pair of terrifying hands.
The dark brown skin of these hands clung to the bones, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared, exuding a strong corpse odor while holding the ghost scissors.
The next moment, the coldness intensified and the entire office was shrouded in darkness.
Tick tock, tick tock...
Along with the strong smell of blood, the sound of the bathroom faucet not being tightened echoed here.
The smell of decay in the air became stronger and stronger.
The most bizarre thing is that deep in this corner, which is like the dark side of the world, several black shadows appear out of thin air, and gradually take shape while swaying, turning into the outlines of corpses.
These corpses are all mutilated, some are missing arms, some are missing legs, and some are missing heads.
Despite this, these strange shadows are still approaching Fang Shiming.
This is the price of the ghost scissors, and those who hold the curse are also suffering from the curse.
"Wu Nai...it's time for reciprocity. How did you kill me just now? Now I will return it intact. Please die!"
Fang Shiming grinned, raised the scissors and began to cut the photo, starting from top to bottom.
At this time, a pale head that looked like it had been soaked in water appeared on his desk.
Black blood continued to overflow from the fracture under his neck, gradually covering the entire table.
Not only that, the touch under his feet also began to change from hard to soft.
It was like the marble floor had turned into a carpet of rotting flesh.
The curse of the ghost scissors deepens!
In the past, this situation would really give Fang Shiming a headache.
But now he is completely different.
As a perfect ghost master, Fang Shiming is confident that he can withstand a wave of curse attacks.
The ghost scissors continue to crop Wu Nai’s photos.
The edge of the knife brought a dark shadow, invading the brightly colored photo. Under the influence of this force, the photo seemed to have been washed away thousands of times by time in an instant, turning yellow and old.
As the photo was cut out bit by bit, a strange curse quickly fell.
"Why do I feel a little itchy..."
Wu Nai, who was walking on the gray-white street, suddenly reached out and inserted her white fingers into her thick hair and scratched her scalp.
"Power points: 350000.0"
"Power points: 400000.0"
"Power points: 420000.0"
…
Suddenly, the value of his power points increased faster in his sight.
There's something weird... Wu Nai's eyes silently overflowed with a rich aura, and his rotating eyes swept around him, and he immediately discovered a strange curse entangling him.
So it turns out that it was probably Fang Shiming who used this curse to target me from a distance at this time... I have to thank the young man for working so hard!
Huh... Wu Nai continued to take a deep breath, showing an intoxicated look.
Based on his degree of alienation and [Transfer] ability, Fang Shiming could actually use a little more force.
"Why do you keep cutting?!"
In the dim office, the mummy-like man couldn't help but grit his teeth and roar.
His hand holding the scissors continued to exert force, trying his best to cut off Wu Nai's photo.
However, as soon as the blade of the knife touched the head of the young man in the photo, it was like hitting the hardest diamond in the world, and he could no longer move forward.
"Try another place..."
After his efforts were fruitless, Fang Shiming immediately changed the location of his attack.
Cut off Wu Nai's slender neck.
But still useless.
No matter it is his head, neck or hands and feet, the boy in the photo has no blind spots and his whole body is indestructible.
"There are quite a few tricks..."
On the other side, Wu Nai felt the touch from various parts of his body, smiled silently and gave orders to the world: "Fang Shiming's medium appears at my feet."
The next moment, Li Leping and others saw Wu Nai take a step forward and step on some footprints condensed out of thin air.
[Dismemberment] Skill burst.
He turned his palm into a knife and cut it casually at Fang Shiming who appeared in his sight, cutting it into two pieces at the waist.
In the office, Fang Shiming's body split apart.
If Wu Nai hadn't kept him to interrogate some information, the leader of this circle of friends would have been hacked to death with a knife.
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Another supernatural place in the world of ghost paintings.
The pale, paper-like moonlight shone dimly on Wang Xiaoming's laboratory, casting an eerie black shadow on the ground.
Surrounding the laboratory, there are many tombstones nearby.
The tombstones stood eerily on the ground, resembling huge, broken fingernails on a rotting corpse.
There were also strange-shaped trees hanging feebly around, their sparse branches and leaves overlooking the long-neglected grass and dry earth.
Thousands of unusually large bats flew through the sky.
Not far from the laboratory, the steeple of an old church covered by black ivy pointed toward the gray sky.
Under the yew trees in the far corner, fireflies danced a dance of death with white phosphorescence.
The musty smell, the monotonous vegetation, the evening breeze blowing from the distant ocean and swamp are mixed with something indescribable.
Laboratories, churches, tombstones, the sea...these completely incompatible elements are combined in an extremely weird way in ghost paintings.
"That Fang Shiming is already taking action. Are you sure Wu Nai will come?"
On the edge of the black sea, there were several ghost-like figures standing. One of them said at this time: "From the available information, although this boy is still a high school student, he has a very cautious character and will act with caution every time he makes a move.
It’s a sure kill.”
"Don't worry, Lord of the manor, he will come."
Another person said calmly: "Although he is cautious, he is also confident. Moreover, we still have [Medicine] and [Coffin Nails] on hand. I believe he will come even for these two things, not to mention the [Captain]
】The backup plan left behind."
"With Wu Nai's vengeful personality, he will definitely come to our door after suffering a loss. At that time, we can hunt this boy to our heart's content and get rid of this most outstanding young man in Asia. Judging from the existing intelligence, [Captain] is worried
It still makes sense, this guy has grown up too fast."
"If he continues to grow like this, it will be very detrimental to the next plans of our [King] organization and must be killed in advance. In addition, the young people we met in the laboratory before must also follow. Be sure to
Bury them all in ghost paintings, especially the one named Yang Jian, I think he also has great potential."
"Let's slow down this matter and deal with Wu Nai first. If it weren't for the old guy named Qin, those young people wouldn't be able to escape... Damn it, we suffered too much from that man.
"
The ghost controller named the owner of the manor frowned and said: "If there are people of this level here in Asia, our subsequent plans will never succeed."
"No, the old man named Qin is probably the last one. Times have changed. And don't we still have a ghost ship? Even the old man named Qin fell under this ship..."