The rules of this world can easily be changed by strange forces.
Fang Xian just tried it briefly, and his body turned into nothingness.
"It...it's gone..."
Huang Ye gasped loudly, incredulously: "I actually survived?"
Secret agency, headquarters.
Haig looked at the damage report and slammed his fist on the table: "How could such an extremely dangerous spirit lose its trace?"
A ghost with this kind of teleportation function is really too dangerous.
It can even spread curses with sight.
Haig simply could not imagine how many ordinary civilians would die if the enemy spread.
At this time, a large amount of blood suddenly seeped out from the drawer of his desk.
Haig's expression suddenly became horrified, then quickly turned calm. He twisted a ring on his right index finger with his left hand.
As one of the three giants of the secret agency, he certainly has extraordinary abilities.
At this time, a cold breath suddenly exploded.
The blood slowly curled back into the drawer, and the drawer began to vibrate, as if there was a beast locked inside.
Haig took out a key and opened the drawer.
In the dark red wooden drawer, there was nothing else except a brown hard-shell notebook.
At this time, the notebook was suddenly opened, revealing a line of bloody handwriting: "Haig... our operation failed..."
"In order to prevent possible 'contamination', I have to contact you in this way..."
"xxx has just rioted again, and any intervention against it has failed. Not only has it failed, but it has also encountered a terrible curse..."
"We have been pulled into the deepest hell, and we can never come back..."
"Be careful! It cannot be seen, heard, touched, or thought about...otherwise you will encounter the most terrifying thing!"
…
Haig stared at the notebook intently, as if he wanted to memorize every bloody word on it.
After a long time, he finally took a breath and sat down on the office chair as if he was paralyzed.
"Let Qing come to me with the Magic Mirror of Oblivion!"
He picked up the phone, his voice heavy.
Not long after, a woman walked in holding a mirror covered with black cloth.
"The latest news is that the headquarters' attempt to target it failed...the two giants are in dire straits..."
Haig's voice was serious and he quickly wrote a note: "This is the key information to deal with it... Seal it in the most confidential way... Remind me when you need to use it. Next, let me forget the memory of this part."
.”
Qing looked silent.
Only when he heard the news that both giants had failed, did his eyes waver.
She silently accepted the note and pulled off the black cloth on the mirror.
Reflected in the middle of the mirror, Haig's expression suddenly became dull.
…
"Well...my idiot apprentice Wei Shi has died of old age?"
Fang Xian stood on the rooftop of a huge cement building, overlooking a city, thinking about the information he had just received: "It's true that the smart Aisharo has really become a big shot in the weird world... Several of the things that were deduced at the beginning
The promotion path has also been proven and developed..."
He had changed his clothes to suit modern people, and the horrific wound on his chest had long since disappeared.
"Perhaps, we should go see her? After all, she is my disciple, and she has also practiced some alchemy... As for the crazy incarnation, there is no need to rush... Well, when I woke up just now, I seemed to have stimulated it..."
He looked in one direction with a sneer on his lips.
Even if his opponent is completely crazy, even if he is a little stronger than him, there is no need to worry.
What's more, the other party will inevitably turn into the most terrifying and strange case. In theory, all the spirit removers in this world are his help.
He doesn't have the habit of fighting alone, so being able to fight in groups is naturally the best.
Because they are all incarnations, their strength is far less than level seven. At most, they have some characteristics of a high level, and they may still be besieged and fall.
"Well... let's go meet Aisharo first!"
Fang Xian made a decision.
At this moment, his expression changed.
Crazy emotions surged over him, quickly overwhelming his reason.
He became expressionless, dominated by crazy instincts.
There are many kinds of madness, hysteria is one, and expressionless cold-blooded murderer is also one.
‘Fang Xian’ took a step forward expressionlessly.
There was a high sky in front of him, and he suddenly fell from the height.
Snapped!
The body fell to the ground, making a big crater.
The gray dust did not disperse, but spread strangely.
From the dust, a figure slowly walked out.
"what happened?"
"Dead?
Some of the onlookers were frightened, while others were secretly excited.
But the next moment, they heard footsteps.
A figure walked out of the dust and mist, with an expressionless face and gray eyes.
tread!
He took a step forward.
Around him, several people fell to the ground at the same time and turned into ashes.
"It's a ghost!"
"Run away!"
"Call the secret agency hotline!"
The crowd watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry, running as fast as rabbits.
What they didn't notice was that behind Fang Xian, the layer of gray mist expanded faster.
In an instant, it enveloped this street, this area, and even... the entire city!
Being crazy doesn't mean you can't use your own abilities!
At this time, the entire city has become a cage of despair!
…
Three days later.
Another city.
The bright sunshine was shining, and on the quiet streets, young boys and girls walked hand in hand in twos and threes, seeming to be enjoying sweet love.
A little girl wearing a small dress, a huge white sun hat, and sunglasses was sitting on a high chair in the beverage shop, looking at everything through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
"Ms. Aisharo!"
Suddenly, the glass door was pushed open, and a group of people strode in. The leader turned out to be Haig.
"Tch...the haunting little guys."
Elsaro spat, biting the straw.
"I'm sorry for bothering you..." Haig bowed, his waist bent at 90 degrees. Behind him, a female secretary placed a file on the table and opened it.
The first photo is of a gray fog blocking the city.
"A new ghost appears? What does it have to do with me?"
Aisharo drank her drink leisurely. The passage of time did not seem to bring about the slightest change in her.
"Due to the two new 'Unknown Level' weird things that have appeared recently, the secret agency has been unable to cope with it. Please help us, madam... We need the information in that notebook and the power of Type Five!"
Haig said sincerely.
"Haha... He is really a greedy person, or is this the evil nature of human beings? Only knows how to ask for it, blindly asking for it?"
Aisha Luo said with a smile: "What if I don't help you? Are you going to arrest me? No...haven't I been on the internal wanted list these years?"