There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.
"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...
"Double kill! You have obtained the ability to taunt the clown and your fear resistance has increased by 1!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for getting a triple lucky draw! You've landed +1 Fear Resistance!"
Ninth Sister's excited voice entered my mind.
Instantly, Fang Zong felt a sharp pain engulf his entire body, so intense that his muscles trembled, his neck felt as if it had been forcibly torn apart, and his head felt like it had been blown away.
His mind went blank for a while, and his vision went black.
But in the midst of excruciating pain, all the nerves in my body seem to go crazy, and the instinct of fear makes my weak muscles strong, and cold sweat evaporates instantly!
"Even nerves can become stronger?" Fang Zong was stunned.
Skin, muscles, bones, and even intelligence can be strengthened through external forces, but what about nerves?
Fear is an innate human instinct, but now, he has strengthened his nerves and gained the ability to resist fear.
Fang Zong knew very well that not being afraid was a kind of illness, but he was not without fear, but rather he resisted it. Fear did not make him weak; on the contrary, it gave him a feeling of exhilarating excitement as a person's potential was unleashed in a moment of crisis!
"Cool!"
Fang Zong burst into laughter, and with a sudden burst of force from his five fingers, a burst of bright silver sword energy struck the powerless clown model.
With a whoosh, the model was sliced into pieces, turning into specks of light that dissipated.
...
"Be afraid! Be afraid! Be terrified! Be terrified! Be terrified!"
"Fear is the most beautiful thing in the world than blood!"
"I am the Joker of Mockery, the god who reigns supreme over fear!"
Two thousand kilometers away, stretches a hellish road rendered to the extreme, with severed limbs and broken bodies lying along the roadside, and in the distance, there are withered forests and black mountains.
At the end of the road stands a throne of blood, upon which sits a seven-colored clown, laughing maniacally.
It loves fear, adores fear, and creates fear while it is alive.
Fear, or fright, has always been the domain of ghosts, much like Edinburgh, which is always associated with the Black Death, executions, witches, and prisoners.
Edinburgh, England, is one of the most famous haunted cities in the UK. The eerie things in the castle include the first-ever discovery of a headless drummer, magic balls, sudden drops in indoor temperature, and feeling someone tugging at your clothes in the prison and gallows areas.
All of this occurred before the resurgence of ghostly energy. By this time, Edinburgh had become a paradise for ghosts and a forbidden place for the living!
If they're capable of killing people, the ghosts have long since stopped bothering with scary tricks.
The mockery of the clown is different.
When it was alive, it liked to wear makeup and scare people for fun. After it died, it became even more ferocious, and there was no one it couldn't frighten, whether they were living people or ghosts.
Except for that one.
A female ghost.
A dreamlike, classical female ghost who seems to exist only in illusions.
A very beautiful female ghost.
It was accidentally scared to death...
The mocking clown unconsciously looked into the distance. In the black mountains beside the road stood a magnificent pavilion with carved beams and painted rafters. Suddenly, it paused and turned its head.
On the back of the throne behind him, dozens of clown models were lined up side by side, and one of them fell off.
"The kids in San Francisco got wiped out?"
The clown's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and after thinking for a moment, it flew towards the pavilion.
The closer you get, the more exquisite the pavilion appears.
However, while exquisite and delicate, the pavilion also carries a sharp, ghostly aura of cold white light, which erodes every inch of space like sharp arrows!
“Girl, something’s gone wrong in San Francisco,” the mocking clown said, lying on the ground.
"oh?"
A delicate, tinkling sound drifted over, but it was only a tiny, enchanting note, which overshadowed the otherwise beautiful music.
The other person asked, "I remember back in San Francisco, those kids wanted to take on some East Asian?"
"yes."
"Then you may leave."
The mocking clown stopped moving, raised his head, stared fanatically at the pavilion, and stammered, "Miss, please let me see you, just once, please."
Why are you looking at me?
"I...I love you!" The mocking clown went completely mad.
The other person just laughed, their voice so languid that you just wanted to lie down, do nothing, think nothing, and let yourself sink into the earth, to be completely buried by the soil.
The laughter suddenly subsided, and he mumbled, "Do you know what kind of people live in this brothel? Today they wear the hairpin given by Young Master Wang, tomorrow they wear the plain brocade given by Young Master Zhao..."
She asked in a low voice, "Do you love me? Aren't you bothered by the dirt?"
With a loud bang, the entire pavilion suddenly shattered.
...
"Mocking the Joker?"
After leaving the cave, Fang Zong found a clean stream and took a proper open-air bath.
Aside from the ability to resist fear that could be felt by touch, all traces of the mocking clown model were washed away by the water.
The clown who mocks the ghost doll is probably Lara Croft, and the guy behind Nami the train ghost.
Fang Zong thought—this is a big boss!
If they can supply weapons to the ghosts in San Francisco, they can supply weapons to ghosts in other cities. These ghosts are intelligent, and it's hard to imagine how terrifying their forces are.
With just a few hundred ghosts and a few dozen rocket launchers, we wouldn't stand a chance against their bombardment.
Fang Zong didn't want to provoke such a being.
It's American anyway, let the FBI have a headache!
Back at the apartment, after getting off the elevator, Lin Qiaoyu and Liu Yonghe were already waiting in the silver-white metallic space of the Super God Apartment.
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