The slap was so hard that the ghost baby's little head flattened into a semi-circle.
Fang Zong felt a numbness all over his body, and his body surface suddenly changed.
"Dingdang, congratulations on the Summoner's Fusion Technique. Ironclad Silver Armor (Demon) has been promoted to Ironclad Silver Armor (Demon+)."
Congratulations, Summoner! When a Demon+ level spell is upgraded to a higher level spell, it will be guaranteed to be upgraded to a Demon level spell or higher.
As soon as the words fell, a clear projection appeared in Fang Zong's mind.
Iron Armor Silver Suit:
Quality: Demon+
Level: Level 5 of the Dharma Gate
Effects: 1. Indestructible; 2. Weakens force; 3. Resists shock.
Fang Zong narrowed his eyes, thinking carefully.
I remember when Ironclad Silver Armor advanced to the demon level, it absorbed the physical resistance of the ghost child who died suddenly overnight and assimilated it into the power-draining attribute.
This time it has upgraded again, becoming a Demon+. Did it absorb the shock resistance?
Suddenly, Fang Zong figured out a way to improve the quality of the method. As he grinned, he also raised his hand to observe the changes on the surface of his body.
It's become more refined.
The skin is smoother, and you can't even see any pores. As we all know, human skin is a very fine mesh with many tiny lines, but at this moment, you can't see any lines at all, and even the pores have disappeared.
Absolutely as beautiful as precious jade and smooth skin, yet it conceals terrifying power!
"Bang!" The ghost baby was still attacking.
And Ninth Sister's voice continued.
"Ten kills in a row! Congratulations, Summoner, you've obtained a +1 defensive ability!"
"Eleven kills in a row! Congratulations to the Summoner for finding a defensive spell +1!"
"Twelve kills in a row! Congratulations, Summoner, you've obtained +1 Energy Fragment from the Underworld!"
……………
It kept going, continuously, and even produced new things.
Fang Zong hurriedly examined the so-called energy fragments, only to find that the energy had directly seeped into his mind. He raised his head, his eyes revealing a dark light, and the entire desolate underworld village seemed to shrink into a circle in his eyes!
"Stop!" Fang Zong suddenly said.
Suddenly, the clouds and mist over Chenjia Village disappeared, and the Kuiyin River began to flow backward, turning into a thin ripple that rushed into the more imposing buildings.
The building's doors were wide open, and Fang Zong discovered a statue inside that resembled a ghost baby.
But then, the statue kept growing bigger and bigger, until it turned into himself!
【The desolate village of the underworld is mine!】 In a flash, Fang Zong realized what had happened.
"No! My village, this is my village! This is my treasure!"
The ghost baby stopped calling "Papa." Knowing that Fang Zong had seen through his trick, why would it call again? Was it out of its mind?
The tiny baby strained wildly, trying to break free from Fang Zong's embrace, and even threw a punch at Fang Zong's neck!
"Dalian Kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for having a lucky streak! You've gotten +1 to the Bewitching Aura!"
"What?" Fang Zong was stunned.
Looking at the ghost baby again, it was discovered that the ghost baby had transformed from a beautiful doll into a withered, thin, and wrinkled creature, resembling an uncivilized monkey.
Forget about looking like him anymore, even if you threw him into a monkey den, he'd probably be raised as a baby monkey.
[Newborn babies—no, unborn babies—are supposed to look like this: wrinkled and ugly.]
Fang Zong understood and smiled.
The ghost baby cried, and saw Fang Zong casually tilt his head, shattering his fist into pieces.
Without the power of the underworld, he's nothing but trash!
"You've turned into a little ghost, haven't you? You're no longer of any use?" Fang Zong sneered, looking down at his desk.
"this……"
The ghost baby trembled all over, showing no arrogance, struggle, or even the will to resist.
Suddenly she looked up and sweetly called out, "Daddy."
"Heh~"
Fang Zong grinned, his eyes radiating kindness.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you easily."
Ghost baby: "..."
A night breeze blows, its cool energy nourishing the body.
The ghost baby was bound hand and foot by the spirits, with a four-legged chair pinned to its head. Then, one by one, the villagers of Chenjia Village appeared around Fang Zong, looking at him with gratitude.
The old village chief said, "Thank you for saving us, great hero. The 139 souls of Chenjia Village are willing to serve you, benefactor."
"No need for that, please do as you please."
"Then we shall take our leave..."
"Trying to leave?"
Fang Zong suddenly laughed and cut the ropes binding the ghost infant with a single stroke.
The ghost baby trembled and dared not run away. He finally understood that Fang Zong, who looked handsome, was an evil person!
Fang Zong smiled and said, "Old village chief, I know that everyone has to look out for themselves. You found out you could leave, so of course you're eager to leave this place that has trapped you for over five hundred years. But I have to tell you, once you leave without the protection of the underworld's land power, you'll become ghosts sooner or later."
Upon hearing this, the spirits looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
For a full five hundred years, they worked from sunrise to sunset, living a simple but comfortable life, though not extravagant.
But now that the Kuiyin River is gone, what makes them think they can live a good life? They just want to go out and have some fun for a while.
As for becoming a ghost, let fate decide!
"Do you want to come with me?" Fang Zong suddenly asked.
The old village chief was taken aback and looked at Fang Zong.
Fang Zong said calmly, "I have obtained the remaining power of the Underworld Land, so naturally I can make the Kuiyin River continue to protect you. You are welcome to stay. If you want to leave, register your names and I will arrange for someone to let you enjoy life in the human world. But when you become ghosts, the people I arrange will kill you on the spot."
"Leave!"
"Of course we'll stay!"
"We're used to it, of course we'll stay! The only reason we want to leave is because we're afraid this place will attract ghosts. We spirits are just like ordinary people, except we can fly. We have no ability to protect ourselves!"
The horde of spirits immediately erupted into chaos, bowing down to Fang Zong, once again weeping with gratitude, and wailing:
"Thank you for your protection, my benefactor!"
Next, the old village chief led Fang Zong on a tour of the village.
There's nothing else of value. The only useful items are Fang Zong's own statue and a bloodline stone.
The old village chief pointed to the stone next to the statue and said, "Reporting to my benefactor, this bloodline stone can identify blood relations within three generations, such as father and son, grandfather and grandson. Our Chen Family Village was able to form a separate village in the underworld because of this bloodline identification."
Fang Zong nodded, not taking it seriously.
Determining blood ties is done through countless DNA tests in modern society, and they're not exactly a good thing.
Suddenly, two ghosts came over, carrying a person covered in blood on a stretcher.
"Dragon Fist Chen Wudi, senior?" Fang Zong asked in surprise.
Old Wang showed him a photo of Emperor Chen Wu, then quickly checked his injuries and, after several treatments, stitched up Emperor Chen Wu's lungs.
Emperor Chen Wu vomited a mouthful of black blood and weakly opened his eyes.
He looked at Fang Zong, then at the trembling ghost infant, and suddenly pointed at Fang Zong, roaring mournfully:
"Young man, you've gone astray!"
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, aren't you afraid of divine retribution?
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