This is a special house where terrifying supernatural beings once lived.
When it wanders in it, it is a restricted area.
Neither humans nor ghosts can set foot in it.
But after the ghost left for some reason, the room became empty.
And for a long time, no other evil ghost has visited this space again, so this room is a rare safe house.
It's just harder to find.
Nowadays, after the heavy rain in the corridors, and the cross-flow of rainwater everywhere on the floor, its dusty door has been opened again.
After regaining some of their memories, Xianglan and Chunan, together with Feng Yu, found their former teammates in the chaotic corridors with chaotic rules.
Brought them back to this house.
Several people once concluded a contract here during the long cycle of life and death for more than eighty years.
Let’s work together to bury memories and supernatural beings as seeds of hope.
I look forward to using it one day, working together to break through the shackles, tear apart this terrifying and supernatural prison, and return to the outside world.
But this vision soon wore away in the soup-like oblivion of Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge.
As part of the price of infinite resurrection, every time they return from death, they will forget all the events they experienced in the hotel and start over.
Until Xianglan and Chu Nan bumped into Wu Nai in the last supernatural room.
This god-like young man came and brought a supernatural rainstorm to flood the place, hunting a group of evil ghosts.
It disrupted the decades-long peace of this corridor and opened up a whole new situation.
Xianglan and Chu Nan accidentally returned to this room again and touched the methods they left behind.
"Okay, here it is."
After walking to the bedroom of this house, Xianglan opened the bed and took out the three paintings hidden in it.
The three people depicted in the painting are Zhu Jian, Dong Yulan and Wang Quangen.
In the portraits, their faces were pale and numb, and their eyes were empty and lifeless, like the dead who had just taken their last breath but could not rest in peace.
In fact, there should be five paintings here, but the two belonging to Chu Nan and Xianglan have been taken away by each of them.
It is precisely because of this that they can awaken their memories and obtain supernatural powers again.
"This is the painting I just told you about. Now it's your turn..."
Chu Nan looked at the three people who had just been resurrected and were still in an unstable mental state, and said calmly: "Pick them up, and you can retrieve everything stored here like us."
"Really...did I...really die so many times? I clearly remember that I still..." yesterday
Zhu Jian frowned.
He was wearing a suit in the style of the 1980s and 1990s. Out of wariness of strangers, he was still hesitant and suspicious of the actions of the two people in front of him.
"There's no time...just do it..."
Xianglan frowned, unwilling to explain too much, and adopted the most violent but most effective method.
She stepped forward and twisted Zhu Jian's arm with her backhand, pressing him against her portrait.
The next moment, a strange scene appeared.
After Zhu Jian's face was pressed against the painting, the entire painting quickly faded. At the same time, a stream of cold air came out and entered his body against his skin, eroding it.
It was as if another soul had squeezed into the body with an evil spirit, bringing with it a familiar yet unfamiliar memory.
"Ahhhh!!"
During the process of being eroded, Zhu Jian couldn't help but scream, his whole body was twisted together in pain, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his face was ferocious, and his body was also twisting in a weird way.
"This is a normal phenomenon. He is being invaded by evil spirits and trying to retrieve his past memories."
Chu Nan explained on the side, trying to relieve the pressure on the other two people.
"I understand, I understand, I will do it myself."
Wang Quangen, who was dressed as a farmer, took the initiative to pick up the painting and paste it up as if he was resigned to his fate.
At this time, Zhu Jian had completed the control of the ghost. He looked at Dong Yulan, a woman, with cold eyes and urged: "Xianglan did nothing wrong. You are the only one left. Take action quickly. Time is urgent. Every time
Every second is precious."
"All right……"
Dong Yulan reached out her hand and pressed it on her portrait as if she was resigned to her fate, taking back the power she had left behind.
After experiencing a brief period of pain, the five people gathered together and everyone returned to their positions again.
Chu Nan immediately spoke and recounted his encounter with Wu Nai: "Now that god-like man has begun to act. It is impossible to predict what kind of things he will do, but what is certain is that the danger in the corridor is
It will be reduced to a minimum. This will be our last chance to leave here in decades..."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up!" Zhu Jian took the lead, turned around, opened the door and entered into the heavy rain.
Seeing this, others followed suit.
…
In the strange corridor isolated from the world, the heavy rain gathered like a waterfall and washed away a certain room.
Dozens and hundreds of tons of water were poured in, but it never caused any disturbance in this room.
The darkness behind the door seems to hide the legendary Guixu, which can hold all the water in the world.
Zhang Xianguang squinted his eyes and looked over, wondering what kind of monsters were hiding in this second room, and how he could ignore the madness set off by Wu Nai.
After a while, something really came out of the darkness of the portal.
Click, click, click... accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps.
Zhang Xianguang saw dozens of human figures approaching from far away, and the darkness as thick and deep as purgatory spread further, distorting the surrounding environment.
It foreshadows the horror of the coming supernatural beings.
"One, two, three...thirty-five!" At the end of the count, this ghost controller who had lived for eighty years couldn't help but change his color.
Thirty-five ghosts at once!
What a terrifying number this is. From this point of view, what is the "Guixu" behind that door? It is clearly the ancient Huangquan Road leading to the underworld.
Among the thirty-five fierce ghosts, a person wearing a bright red and gaudy costume came face to face. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his stiff steps were like a driven corpse.
The people following him were the same, but the clothes they wore were different colors.
Some are black, some are white, and some are green.
These rather retro colors are intertwined together, just like a troupe of opera singers walking aimlessly through the rain-filled corridor.
Anyone facing such supernatural phenomena must be cautious.
Wu Naize's heart moved, and he secretly thought that it was interesting. Although not all of these actors were ghosts, they were still rare and terrifying, and their abilities were worth acquiring.
He commanded a [heroic spirit] to come out of the rushing water.
From the appearance, he was a man in his forties or fifties, with white temples, slightly skinny hands, and a pair of black eyes, with two lines of blood and tears that had never dried up flowing from the corners of his eyes.
He ran into more than thirty ghosts.
"Chen Qiaoyang..."
Zhang Xianguang immediately recognized his old acquaintance and was shocked and said: "Why is this twenty-five-year-old [ghost herder] here? Wait...he is already dead."
"That's right. When I was dealing with the Wang family's ancient residence, I thought it was an unstable factor, so I took care of it."
Wu Nai said lightly: "But the ghost in him is very interesting, so he became a member of the Kingdom of God."
While the two were talking, the heroic spirit exuded supernatural power, and the shepherd ghost's ability unfolded in the rain in the corridor. Rich and black blood flowed from its body, and even the violent flow could not dilute it. Words that seemed to come from ancient times were intertwined on the ground - "
Stop".
The bloody command to stop shrouded the leading actor ghost. Instead of being able to herd the ghost, it immediately triggered a supernatural confrontation.
During this confrontation, the flow of time between the aisles slowed down, and the rain all around became sticky.
The thirty-five ghosts all opened their strange eyes and stared at the heroic spirit. Some kind of terrifying hallucination ability was activated, pulling all the beings who triggered the rules into a stage.
Thirty-five fierce ghosts stood together on the dark red oppressive stage, speaking incomprehensible drama, and every word and sentence was incomprehensible.
Together they are terrifying.
These sounds seem to penetrate the soul without affecting consciousness.
Zhang Xianguang stood in the audience, trying to open the [Supernatural Classroom] but failed to capture any existence. He wanted to swing the rusty old machete in his hand, but he couldn't move, or it moved extremely slowly.
Everything is like a slow-motion movie, moving forward frame by frame.
He could only watch helplessly as he was invaded and his clothes gradually turned into costumes.
But he still didn't panic, and even looked forward to what would happen next.
Because although Wu Nai was also in front of the stage, he didn't stop!
This god-like man was not affected at all. He used the [God-given] power to pull out the blood-stained spear like a dead branch, and then stabbed it out. The dark golden flowing fire flew and penetrated the stage thirty-five times in an instant.
Damn it!
This spear that has become a complete body has been written with destiny-like rules such as irreversible suppression, sure hit, dismemberment, etc. In other words, it is the embodiment of destiny.
So there is no way to avoid it and no way to stop it.
The moment the spear tip flies out is the moment it hits.
The arcs of each thrust intertwined together, like a dense meteor shower, cutting the evil ghosts into pieces. The thick black blood slowly overflowed and temporarily hovered over the stage, as if it could not be dissolved.
Ink droplets float in the water.
It wasn't until the supernatural power completely dissipated that these ghost fragments and blood fell into the wild flow.
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain new skills - Vision! 】
[Vision: Create an illusory time and space as far as the eye can see. Every second in this space can be stretched to the maximum extent (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】
[Power points: 50000000.0]
Along with Wu Nai's breathing, lines of worm-like twisted text appeared in front of his eyes.
It was truly a great harvest.
The only thing that makes Wu Nai regretful is that not all the thirty-five opera singers are ghosts, there are also some ghost slaves mixed in, so the power points they bring are not particularly abundant.
Including the [Smiling Face], [Crying Face], [Stove] and [Ghost Cupboard] he had eaten before, the power point reserve reached 50 million.
If he survives again, he should be able to enter the seventh stage of alienation immediately...Wu Nai waved away the heroic spirit and watched him sink into the water with the appearance of Chen Qiaoyang, and at the same time thought that all of them should have passed away by now.
The old man of the Republic of China.
After the incident at the Caesar Hotel is over, he will personally look for the ghosts who revived after the death of these old people.
What could be more nourishing than devouring and transforming the supernatural beings left behind by the Seven Elders of the Republic of China?
That will surely be the ladder to truly climb the throne of God.
In addition, the continuous loss of this endless corridor seems to have triggered a certain pattern, and the evil ghost in the dark actually began to evacuate the Caesar Hotel in a twisted way.
And even Wu Nai couldn't completely intercept this huge supernatural escape.
Because it is impossible for him to "mirror" the entire endless corridor in a short period of time.
"Thirty-five ghosts in one breath..."
At this time, Dong Yulan, who happened to come from the back aisle and saw this scene, sighed in a low voice:
"What a terrifying power this is! Chu Nan, you are so right, we really have a golden opportunity!"
Among the other people, except Chu Nan who had memories, including Xianglan who had just been resurrected, all looked shocked in disbelief.
Only Li Gui can fight against Li Gui.
Now this person is obviously not a ghost, but he can dismember powerful ghosts in an understatement. Apart from "god", they can't think of any other name.
Zhang Xianguang noticed these people. He looked at Chu Nan and Xianglan and frowned: "It's you two again. This time there are a few more people. Well... they all turned into ghost masters."
It’s a pity that it’s still too weak.”
"Compared to Mr. Wu, we are indeed ants. We came here to ask for something..." Chu Nan took a step forward and said.
Wu Nai turned around and saw that the one-eye hole of the mask was glowing with lava-colored light. Every move he made was filled with the power of the heavens. He took Chu Nan's words and said calmly: "You want to follow me to the door?"
Bar?"
"Mr. Wu knows everything..."
"It's useless. I told you a long time ago that you are a bunch of poor people who can't leave the Caesar Hotel. Once you walk out of that door, you will die."
Wu Nai shook his head and said: "It's better to go back. The outside world is now a dead end. Keep this supernatural power and continue to explore the corridors. If you can control deeper supernatural powers, you may not be able to really get out of here like a certain guy before."
"It's easier said than done to control deeper supernatural powers..."
Hearing this, there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of Xianglan's mouth: "One of the ten people trapped before succeeded and left here. But if we could do it, we would have done it long ago. How could we still be trapped here for decades?
, Mr. Wu, is there really no way to leave here?"
Wu Nai looked at these people and felt the supernatural beings dissipating in the surrounding corridors, so he came up with the idea of using the waste.
I want to use this group of people as "coordinates" to lock this endless corridor with the [Dream Creation] skill.
So he said in a voice like thunder: "If you... come to me, I will give you a new life, but from now on you will be the servants of the Kingdom of God."
"What do I need to do to become a servant?" Dong Yulan asked, "Will I lose my freedom?"
"Now you are just a mere supernatural phenomenon, a dummy born from a corpse. How can you talk about freedom?"
Zhang Xianguang sneered from the side and said: "It would be your honor if you could become a servant of the Kingdom of God, because that means you will walk with God!"