The factory area has long fallen into a dead silence.
After years of publicity, the horror and horror of ghosts have long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. No ordinary person who is not afraid of death dares to break into this area.
Da da!
Da da!
In the complete silence, only one footstep sounded slowly, from far to near.
It was a person, or rather a corpse, with an expressionless face and hideous wounds. Every step he took was even, as if measured with a ruler.
He took his time and walked in one direction.
…
"Its direction...is the city center!"
In the distance, on a hill, three spirit removers gathered.
The speaker was Eagle Eye, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose. His eyes seemed to be painted with ink at this time, and they were pitch black, and the pupil in the middle seemed to shrink into a white dot as big as the tip of a needle.
Thanks to this kind of vision, he can see through some special fog, invisible spirits, and even...different dimensions!
But at this moment, as he observed the advancing 'person', Hawkeye felt a chill rise in his heart.
He lowered his cheeks and let out a hoarse laugh: "Just observing makes me excited and trembling. It is indeed the level of a natural disaster..."
Those who take strange paths are not mentally normal, or in other words, they have lost all the emotions of a living person.
Being excited is actually a good thing.
A young man next to him stretched out his right hand and touched his chin: "A weird spirit of this level... no matter how you observe it, it doesn't react? Also... it seems that there is no such thing as creating a different dimension..."
His hands are white and delicate, like jade. I don’t know why he has the code name ‘Black Hand’.
"I can confirm that it has no open space..."
The only woman next to me spoke.
She was wearing gardener's clothes, like an ordinary flower farmer who had just arrived from the botanical garden, with fresh yellow mud still on her trousers.
"Gardener, you specialize in playing with space. You have confirmed that the other party did not open a special space... I really... don't know what to say..."
Blackhand chuckled twice: "Maybe this time, we can be a little more relaxed?"
"If you have this idea, I will leave immediately!"
Hawkeye's body trembled slightly, but his voice was very calm: "Don't you know the terror of the ghost? Not to mention, this is a natural disaster!"
"Haha... let me liven up the atmosphere." Black Hand laughed dryly and looked at the woman: "Gardener... it's up to you."
How to deal with strange cases mainly depends on the spirit remover's adaptability.
The think tank at the headquarters can at most give out suggestions and plans. Whether to adopt them or not depends on the choice of front-line personnel.
"I think... the gardener will try to pull it into the garden first. After it reaches our territory, he will then use his avatar to test the other party's killing patterns. If possible, how about I suppress it remotely?"
Blackhand suggested.
"Let's test it out first."
Hawkeye nodded.
Although he felt a little uneasy, he really couldn't let the other party move forward.
At the other party's speed, no matter how slow it is, they can reach the city in a few hours. However, it is obviously unrealistic to evacuate in this short time.
"Gardener, it's up to you."
Black Hand nodded and looked at the plainly dressed woman.
The gardener's expression remained unchanged, he picked up a shovel, dug up the soil next to it, and planted a black seed.
Snapped!
The moment the seed was planted, it pierced the soil and came out, turning into a black iron-colored vine. Like a monster's tentacles, it continued to spread and grew a mouth full of jagged teeth.
It circled around, opened its mouth, and spit out bright red and strange flowers.
As the flowers bloom, a layer of alternative 'space' suddenly descends, enveloping the nearby area.
The gardener stretched out her white and tender right arm, and her right hand suddenly split open, revealing countless bloody mouths, which merged with the plants.
On the hill, the three people who were still there disappeared instantly.
In the factory.
‘Fang Xian’ remained expressionless and moved forward step by step.
puff!
The next moment, a large number of black iron-colored plants were born around him, blooming with coquettish flowers.
The surrounding void fluctuated faintly, and these plants seemed to form a huge mouth, trying to swallow him into another space.
He remained expressionless and continued walking.
Snapped!
The next moment, the tentacle-like vines were crushed by him. His eyes were ashen, and he continued to walk in the designated direction without even looking.
"Failed……"
In the special space, the three people surrounded by a strange flower garden felt sorry for each other at the same time, but there was no surprise or despair.
After all, we are dealing with a natural disaster!
"My space... was forced out by him." The gardener shook her head. She manipulated the vines and flowers, trying to pull the other party.
But before they came into contact, they began to rot and fall to the ground.
"This weird spirit is a bit fierce!" Hawkeye saw the white spots in his eyes flashing: "Perhaps it's because he has no other abilities, so he focuses on his own destructive power?"
"Then be careful, we might die if it gets fierce!" Black Hand sneered, then patted his forehead: "Oh... I forgot that we were already dead..."
After being promoted to the weird route, they have become very different from the concept of human beings.
Even if your head is cut off, you will not necessarily die.
To a certain extent, it can also be regarded as dead long ago, and now it is just a bunch of new 'weirdness' with memories.
"If you want to test it, in my flower garden, there is at least one layer of separation, which gives you some protection."
The gardener said suddenly.
"Well... then I'll do it."
Black Hand looked at his palm, and a black vortex suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which was originally white, like a black hole.
This is the origin of his nickname.
He once swallowed a lot of weird things with this black hole-like palm!
This is an ability obtained beyond the weird path. One of his promotions was unexpected, and he had to accommodate traits that were not the same path. Now that he has not gone crazy or turned into a monster, he is definitely lucky.
The strange objects and even strange spirits that have been swallowed by the black hole in his palm will completely disappear from the world, without even leaving their characteristics.
At this time, the black hand stretched out his palm.
His right hand instantly became nothing, as if it had disappeared.
In the real world, behind Fang Xian, a palm with a black hole in its palm suddenly appeared, approaching cautiously.
'This feeling...'
The black hand licked his lips, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
At his level, he has a unique sense of danger when it comes to strange things. At this time, his feeling is that... there is unparalleled danger ahead. He is like an ordinary person, standing in the center of the crocodile group.
"Eagle Eye, prepare to meet me."
Black Hand bit his lip and had made up his mind.
His palm suddenly fell on that 'person''s shoulder...