Chapter 58: Every ghost controller is a poor guy, there is no money to be made from him!
Under the gloomy sky, metal and concrete building components are mixed together.
Countless molten fragments of unknown origin were piled up randomly in a huge pit with a diameter of more than ten kilometers.
The nuclear wastewater, emitting a faint green fluorescence, condensed into puddles, soaking the eerie skeleton inside which was soft and rotten like mud.
Deformations transformed from mice and other small rodents roam freely in it, ruthlessly trampling on the last remains of mankind's glorious civilization.
Two hundred years ago, this was also a high-tech modern city standing on the green grassland.
Roads, railways, airports.
Countless transportation lines connect this place with the outside world.
But now, the once broad and solid highway is only left with some mottled gray asphalt fragments and soil.
The railroad tracks that carried the pride of countless workers, and even the concrete sleepers, have been removed to be used as materials for piecing together high walls.
Looking down from the sky, the city has long become a thing of the past.
The huge pit mixed with the city ruins is full of traces of crystallization after high-temperature burning.
Surrounding this huge pit, there are seventeen small gathering places that are half the size of the giant bone gathering place.
Their range is so scattered that they look like the closest strangers.
"Is this ghost gathering place just one of the seventeen below, or all of them?" Lu Wenwu hovered in the air, comparing it with an old-fashioned atlas in his hand. "The city was bombed, and the nearby shelters don't look completely destroyed."
Anthony flapped his bat wings and flew beside him, looking into the distance and said, "It seems that they are all subordinates of the same group. There is a mutual flow of personnel between them."
Lu Wenwu was surprised and said, "You can see it from this far away without a telescope? Do vampires have such good eyesight?"
"That's not the case." Anthony chuckled. "I can vaguely sense the movement of some blood aura using blood magic, a bit like the movement of color blocks on a satellite."
"I see."
Lu Wenwu frowned and stared at the gathering of ghosts in the distance that was barely connected.
"What?" Anthony asked.
Lu Wenwu shook his head. "I don't know. I just have an inexplicable feeling. This place where ghosts gather makes me feel very uncomfortable. It's a bit like an abandoned mental hospital that is still haunted by mental patients."
".Arkham?"
"Yeah, it has that flavor. The one who knows me best is Brother Tony."
".Can you please call me Anthony? Someone who doesn't know me would think you are calling me Da Mu."
"You know this? You are a vampire!"
"Vampires have physical needs too! I'm very chaste!"
"With your looks and financial resources, what kind of partner do you want?"
"You mean humans? Come on, even if you like pancakes so much, would you do that with a talking pancake?"
Lu Wenwu fell silent for a moment.
A talking egg-filled pancake.
Seems pretty cool?
Does this involve ethical issues?
Seeing that Lu Wenwu was actually thinking seriously, Anthony went crazy instantly.
He shouldn't have any normal expectations of this grandson!
After the men's topic ended strangely, the two analyzed it for a few more sentences and then stopped talking.
Lu Wenwu killed the giant tiger that he had been riding diligently for several days with one punch, and took out the Muscle-Transforming Meat, which gave him +150 attribute points.
On the way to the gathering place of ghosts, Lu Wenwu obviously seemed to be lacking interest.
He likes to do things based on his preferences and interests.
Although he was quite interested in exploring the glory of the eternal God.
But the gathering place of ghost riders and ghost shadows made him feel uninterested.
This is probably similar to
If you fight against normal people and win, you will feel a sense of accomplishment.
But when you fight against a madman and an idiot, it's just boring even if you win.
It means almost the same thing.
As the exploration team got closer, the eerie feeling became more and more intense.
Lu Wenwu's frown never relaxed.
The atmosphere here made him very unhappy, and he wanted to smash a few heads to vent his anger.
The members of the ghost gathering place are busy working, like hardworking ants.
"These people don't look right." Su Qinghong's eyes flickered purple. "It seems to me that their entire gathering place is under control. What do you think, little Kashan?"
Kashan shook her head blankly. "It's too far away. I can't sense their souls. But judging by my Eagle Vision, their eyes look dull. Like those NPCs in a cheap online game."
"Then let's just follow the old Tyrannosaurus Rex method and go straight in?" Su Qinghong drew her magic sword and was eager to try. "I was already a psychopath, and now I've become a brainless psychopath. I also want to try mowing the grass."
"Donor Su, don't be reckless!"
The old monk Ruhuo's eyes were wide open with anger, and a hint of horror was reflected in his pupils, which were usually calm.
The string of Buddhist beads he always carried on his hand was vibrating wildly, constantly releasing strands of golden Buddha light.
"There's a great demon ahead! A monstrous demon is being conceived! This is a dangerous place! These people have almost lost their minds, being controlled by a ghost that is about to be fully born!"
Lu Wenwu twisted his neck and strode forward. "Since there is a great demon, then we must kill it before it is born! As long as we kill everyone here, that ghost will not be able to be born, right?"
The old monk's breath hitched: "Kill them all? Isn't that a bit too much?"
"Master Ruhuo, you are still too kind-hearted. This is not good."
Lu Wenwu's body was like a furnace, his qi and blood were moving and burning, and the temperature of his entire body was rising rapidly, like a volcano about to erupt.
The powerful aura continued to rise, stirring up one violent airflow after another.
"The minds and souls of these ghost tamers have long been corrupted by ghosts that haven't even been fully born. There's no need to save them."
[Ghostly Overlord in the Making (B+)]: 916432/???
[Current Status]: Devouring and gestating, spiritual fusion, shallow dormancy, killing method condensed, ghost energy released, domain embryonic form.
[Flesh Puppet/Footprint Ghost (C+)]: 21434/???
[Current Status]: Growth, Ghostly Amplification, Flesh and Blood Disguise
[Flesh Puppet/Rope-Hanged Ghost (B-)]: 34375/? ? ?
With a sweep of the Eye of Insight, Lu Wenwu could see all the information about these guys.
Wherever he looked, whether ordinary people or ghost controllers, they had all become food for the ghost lord.
They have all died long ago and are no longer human!
Once the Lord of the Demonic Cave is fully nurtured, he will definitely be able to reach rank A!
Soon, a group of ghost fighters whose minds were dominated by ghosts discovered Lu Wenwu's whereabouts.
They put down their work and staggered towards Lu Wenwu like zombies, with inhuman roars erupting from their throats.
Some evolvers held guns and opened fire.
There are ghost controllers who release the ghosts they control, forming ghost dens around them.
There are even more powerful people who manipulate the rules of killing and try to use the special power of ghosts to directly wipe out Lu Wenwu.
But they don't know.
When the power reaches a certain level, any resistance and tactics will become powerless.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Every time the dark red iron fist was swung, a head was accurately blown up.
Unfortunately, unlike usual, no attribute points were recorded.
Lu Wenwu finally realized the main reason why he hated this place.
Oh shit!
After killing the ghost controller who was possessed by a ghost, no attribute points were gained!
(End of this chapter)
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