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Chapter 139 The Judgment of Kings

The Horror Manor is a place that attracts enough attention, and every ordinary person who sees it will inevitably set off a frenzy of terror in their hearts.

This place does not look like a residence for living people at all, but more like a gathering place for ghosts in hell.

Against the backdrop of the sky, the farms in the manor were filled with all kinds of strange crops, including corn stalks that looked like skinny arms, grape vines that looked like shriveled and twisted corpses, and tomatoes that smelled like rotting flesh and blood...

As far as the eye can see, surrounded by crops, scarecrows wearing straw hats are tied to crosses.

A gust of wind blew by, and the scarecrows swayed gently and whispered rustlingly. Their faces were covered with skin peeled off from all kinds of dead people, and each one was covered with dried black and red blood.

Under the interlaced bloodstains, the hollow eye holes seemed to have pairs of eyes made entirely of straw. These strange, dead and numb eyes witnessed bloody and brutal killings. Each killing would bring a scarecrow companion.

All the crimes that humans can commit against their own kind can be found here.

"This skinning technique is really...poor."

Wu Nai was fair and slender, and her crystal-clear fingers, like those carved from the finest jade, lightly brushed over those faces.

The pads of his fingers rubbed against the stiff cortex, receiving the information transmitted from above, with a face as cold and hard as rock.

Zhang Xianguang followed the young man step by step, still looking calm even when faced with this scene.

Although I have not experienced the most chaotic era, I have witnessed too much in the past eighty years, and my heart has long been numb.

His eyes passed through the farm to the center of the manor, where dilapidated buildings were scattered and intertwined, forming an indescribable and strange outline.

An ancient castle where the [Manor Owner] lives stands out in this messy land, with its dome missing, like a headless ghoul.

...

Inside the castle.

Under the dim candlelight, at a dining table nearly ten meters long, a man in his fifties with messy hair, sunken eye sockets and a straight nose cut a piece of tender and fresh meat from the plate in front of him and put it into his mouth.

In the center, the yellowed teeth move up and down, chewing food mechanically.

Savor the sweetness of life carried in the blood.

The butler who was standing aside came forward step by step and bowed: "Sir, I have to excuse you. I think you need to know this news... It is about the Asia headquarters. They targeted the last time

We have launched a counterattack and published a hunting list online, including you on the list."

"oh......"

The man, the owner of the manor, shook his head after looking at the information handed over by the butler, took a sip of the bright blood-like liquid in the goblet, and said with a faint smile:

"Be warned, the East is a country of cowards, women and children, and people there are born to be ruled."

"Although some good characters occasionally emerge, it is difficult to unite them. They are the best hunting ground for us. This hunting list for the [King] is even more of a joke. If they have such power, they will

I won’t be bothered by [ghost paintings] anymore.”

“Do we need [Gardener] to fight back?”

"Well, let's get those twenty-six guys moving. When I come back from hunting some heads in Asia, I want to make some more decorations on the farm."

The owner of the manor looked as indifferent as a ghost: "Then post it online and tell the untouchables in that country that they were killed because of their leader, so that they will soon rise up and stab the Asian headquarters in the back."

"Your wisdom is convincing." The steward praised.

"A little trick..."

Before the owner of the manor could finish speaking, he smelled a strong smell of burning, as if someone was setting a mountain of corpses on fire.

This was a smell that should not appear in the manor, so he put down the knife and fork in his hand, pushed away the chair, stood up and frowned and asked: "What's going on?"

"I'll go take a look," the steward said.

"No, I'll go see it myself."

The owner of the manor walked towards the window with heavy steps, and at the same time released his own supernatural power.

Every step he takes will leave a black footprint on the ground that does not fit his size, and dense footsteps continue to appear behind him.

At this moment, the horror manor, which was already immersed in darkness, became even more eerie.

This place seems to open the door to the underworld.

The butler standing behind the manor owner immediately contacted the gardeners, but none of the twenty-six gardeners responded to him, and all the messages he sent came to nothing.

"Something's wrong...could it be the Asian headquarters? But it was only ten minutes before the announcement was sent out, which was too fast..."

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in the housekeeper's heart. The smell in the air was filled with absolute danger, which made him quite uneasy, as if something was happening.

"I seem to know who is coming, but it doesn't matter. Contact [Captain]. The person he didn't expect is here..."

The owner of the manor was already standing at the window. After opening the window door, a burst of hot light rushed in like a sea tide, dyeing his pale skin into dark gold.

The housekeeper opened his mouth in shock, finally knowing what was happening outside.

Fire, endless fire, like all the fires in the sky and on the earth have come here.

Devoured the entire farm!

The blazing dark golden luster that engulfs the world is reminiscent of the majestic golden ancient Buddha in Eastern temples. It is the legendary god with kind eyebrows and kind eyes who saves all living beings.

But once He shows his ferocious form, the anger he unleashes is enough to burn the entire world.

This is a terrifying flame specifically aimed at supernatural beings.

The person who came was by no means a simple person.

Just standing in this supernaturally guarded castle, the housekeeper felt that his lungs were about to be ignited by the incoming heat.

At the same time, the originally invisible figures behind the manor owner were also outlined one by one by the fire. They were numerous ghosts. Their faces were expressionless, cold and numb, and some of their bodies were mutilated, some were rotten, and some were bleeding.

, gathered together, like thousands of troops walking out of hell.

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Such dense supernatural beings are simply beyond imagination. Wherever they stand, there is hell.

At this time, a third person's voice suddenly sounded in the castle: "If you could call [Captain] here, I would be really grateful. After all, I have been looking for him for a long time..."

The enemy has invaded... The housekeeper suddenly turned around and saw the slender figure in the corner.

Just by looking at his body shape, he knew that he must be a handsome, classically oriental boy.

When the young man appeared, the housekeeper did not feel the influence of any supernatural power. He only felt dead silence and the darkness seemed to be disappearing.

The fierce ghosts who were guarding him around the manor owner suddenly moved away from him and floated silently in the air, as if a huge ghost realm had appeared on this level of the castle and could not be invaded.

"If I guess correctly, you are the detective [Ghost Secret] Wu Nai from Asia." The manor owner glanced at the scattered ghosts and said in a hoarse voice.

"Um."

Wu Nai replied lightly, and then walked out of the darkness, his face covered with a one-eyed mask like a dead tree, wearing dark gold armor, and a sky blue wind cloak fluttering silently.

Following his footsteps, the supernatural beings controlled by the manor owner became more scattered, as if they were afraid.

The space cleared with Wu Nai as the center is not a ghost domain at all, but a territory. Wu Nai's territory is filled with the majesty of his ghosts and gods.

At this time, the manor owner also realized the seriousness of the matter.

He lost this supernatural conflict before it even started. The young man walking from the opposite side drove away hundreds of ghosts with just his breath.

What kind of ultimate monster is this?!

Everything was wrong...the intelligence on this man was terribly wrong from the start.

How could Wu Nai be a high school student who has just come into contact with the supernatural? He is clearly a tyrant who returned from hell riding fire.

The tyrant comes with the wrath of the heavens.

With this kind of existence as an opponent, he would probably die here.

"Headquarters wants you to kill me? I think we can talk. Maybe you will be interested in some of the supernatural beings I have collected. Seeing that you are in such good condition, I can also give you some beautiful women. They are very enthusiastic.

, according to your oriental aesthetics, they are all still virgins..."

The manor owner spoke hastily.

"I gave you the opportunity to delay and summon other [Kings] to come here, but you ended up facing me with these rubbish words? At least you revealed some interesting information."

Wu Nai shook his head, expressing disappointment.

"Forget the information, after all, we arrived at a very slow speed. [Ghost Secret] Wu Nai, you are very powerful, but I don't know how many kings you can withstand."

In the darkness of the castle, a pair of evil eyes with green light first appeared, and then a man dressed as a cowboy walked over.

He held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand. This gun seemed to have been abandoned for hundreds of years. It was covered with traces of corrosion over time and was also full of ominousness and disaster.

It's obviously a horribly cursed object.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Simon, and I'm the one who's going to kill you later." The cowboy smiled, then twisted a ghost into a bullet and loaded it into the shotgun.

"Simon, I want his head too."

A figure emerged, holding an old book, wearing a long black robe, dressed like a preacher, and his voice was weird like a ghost, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

In just a few words, the kings began to appear one by one, and the speed of support was astonishingly fast.

Following the [Preacher], an old woman wearing a black western skirt, a man covered in black ink, and an old man with his upper body naked and holding up a skinny arm appeared one after another.

Including the owner of the manor, six kings gathered here at once!

Great... The butler was excited in his heart, and the situation suddenly turned around, from a secret attack on Burning Garden by ghosts at the Asia headquarters to a hunt by six kings.

Even the blazing flames outside the castle seemed to have been extinguished a lot.

After all, no one in this world can face so many supernatural kings at the same time.

Not even the devil can do it.

"Where's [Captain]? Didn't you call him over?" Wu Nai frowned dissatisfied.

"We can't contact him for the time being, but it's just as well for us to kill you." The missionary said calmly, his voice full of coldness.

"It's really disappointing. If that's the case, then you guys just go die. You have been affected by evil spirits. It will be better for the world if you die."

A bloody spear like a dead branch appeared in Wu Nai's hand.

This fateful spear has become a complete form. It is made from many unsolvable ghosts and can be called the most terrifying weapon in the world.

Holding this weapon in your hand is like holding the power and power of the universe, like having the past, present and future in your hands.

It's like reaching the top of the mountain, overlooking the mountains, breathing in the heaven and earth, and judging the kings!

"Do it!"

Simon growled, this cowboy-like guy is indeed a character who often walks on the edge of life and death.

A fatal threat was keenly sensed from a simple action.

When he raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, two more Simons walked out of the darkness of the castle at the same time.

Each one of them is exactly the same, this is a superposition of supernatural beings.

Ghost masters who truly step into the ranks of strong men will more or less be involved in this field.

In the darkness, every Simon's eyes were filled with a vicious green light like phosphorous fire. The shotgun in his hand roared, and supernatural bullets poured out like a rainstorm.

An ordinary double-barreled shotgun simply cannot have this firepower.

Not even a supernatural shotgun should have such firepower.

But at this moment, when Simon pointed his gun at this god-like young man, the world stood behind him!

This terrifying firepower is enough to wipe out everything! Simon was so excited that he laughed wildly, like a bloody and crazy demon.

"This kind of attack is disappointing..."

Wu Nai didn't even wave the spear, he waved it lightly with his free left hand.

Skill【Infinite】burst.

All supernatural bullets were frozen at the moment they were about to land on him, or slowed down infinitely.

"It's too childish. On a real battlefield, this kind of thing is just a child's toy."

"The battle between gods and ghosts is always a collision between rules and rules!"

While speaking, Wu Nai picked up the supernatural bullets in front of him with his fingers one by one, and put them in front of him casually. The bullets really broke away from gravity again, and tremblingly floated above his head one by one.

His movements were slow, just like God arranged the newly created sky with stars in the early days. The bullets as black as ink exuded a strange aura, like a group of evil ghosts about to revive, and the power of eternal rules was flowing.

"Accept the judgment, and you will pay for your arrogance with your life!"

Wu Nai held a spear as tall as a mountain in his right hand, and waved his fist toward the void with his left hand. The bottoms of all the supernatural bullets were dented by the invisible force.

Dozens of supernatural bullets shot out, and even a [proliferation] phenomenon occurred in mid-air, splitting into more bullets, and the bullets even collided with each other because they were too dense.

Hundreds of bullets were fired at Simon, the preacher, the manor owner and everyone present.

not good!

All the kings present changed their colors at the same time. With such firepower, it would be difficult for even six kings to survive here.


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