Jiang Ji took a deep breath. The range covered by the spirit cage continued to expand, covering the entire kingdom, blocking the ghost tide outside the palace wall. This was a move that had to be made. They were too few in number, and the overwhelming ghost tide was not something they could contend with.

In order to destroy this already collapsed world of ghost stories, it is necessary to get rid of the projection of the evil god in front of you.

"Close your eyes." Ying Huai said.

In the past few days in the world of ghost stories, they have developed a tacit understanding of fighting. Hearing this, Jiang Li and others immediately closed their eyes.

The moment they closed their eyes, red light flashed down from above. Several people groaned uncontrollably, and red tears flowed from their eyes.

Ying Huai's eyes were dark and gloomy, and his eyelids were always half drooping. When he opened them completely, he had a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes. However, his usual laziness added a bit of ruffian air, hiding his allure. "Avoid the blood vessels."

Those eyes glanced behind the mirror inconspicuously.

Jiang Ji was very brave. His cat eyes were staring at him through the gap and pointed at his arm.

Ying Huai glanced and saw that the wound on his arm had split open without him noticing.

The wound he made last time was indeed quite deep. Whenever he dealt with ghosts these past few times, they would always target this spot and attack him. Even after applying medicine, the wound wouldn't heal and kept growing black rotten flesh which he had to cut off again.

Ying Huai didn't want to care, but seeing that she was always staring at him, he reached out and wiped it off.

Blood wet the back of his hand, and Jiang Ji saw the light blue blood vessels under his skin, pale and strange.

Jiang Ji was distracted for a moment, and secretly said in his heart, "The more miserable a man is, the more beautiful he is." Ying Huai had already reminded him in his mind, "Hide your skirt."

Jiang Ji quickly lowered her head. Her skirt was too fluffy, with a corner of it sticking out. She quickly pulled it in.

"Don't die."

In a heartless tone, Ying Huai snorted, "You can't die."

The fight had already started here, Jiang Li and the others used all their means, and these hearty injuries were inflicted on Ying Huai. Even though he was in pain from his soul to his bones as if he had been run over by a heavy truck, Ying Huai still did not show any expression of pain.

The system listened to the interaction between the two people and was speechless.

Those readers who ship the couple won’t know that while Jiang Ji was interacting with the other party, she was also coldly controlling her vest to frantically bombard the projection of the evil god, knowing full well that all the damage would be transferred to the other party... What a scumbag!

Jiang Ji couldn't hear the system's evaluation and was analyzing the situation.

The evil god has many blood vessels on his body. If it wants to be projected from other planes, there must be a blood vessel connecting the two planes.

That blood vessel is its lifeline.

But there were just too many of them, covering the entire sky with surging blood vessels.

She had simulated it nearly a hundred times, her mental strength had long been exhausted, and a sweet and fishy taste overflowed from her mouth.

The color on his face completely drained away, obscured by the light of the spirit cage.

With her luck, it would take forever to find out. Jiang Ji was no longer angry about her luck.

"System, is there any way to increase the accuracy rate?"

【Hold on.】

After the system finished speaking, it went to rummage through the densely packed shopping mall.

Except for the very basic potion item cards and the creation of vests, most of the products are props that take effect probabilistically.

It works 100% for Europeans and over 50% for non-Europeans.

Jiang Ji is the only one, and there is a 99.999999% chance that it will not take effect.

No wonder the general rules for training new recruits at the headquarters now require them to be a decent person in the fast-travel world. Otherwise, they will be cursed and given bad reviews by the protagonists of each world, and they will become like Jiang Ji. Most props will be closed to her and can only be outsourced to members of the organization for use.

The system matched tens of thousands of props before finally selecting one.

[We have found [Close Distance Induction Card (One-time Version)] for you: The closer you are to the target, the more you can sense the other party's secrets. PS: Negative distance has the best effect~ Host, this is developed by the Haitang branch, the latest product on the shelves, and has received unanimous praise. ]

"…Actually, you don't need to say the last sentence."

Jiang Ji endured the pain of mental exhaustion and said, "Exchange for 1 proximity induction card, and then exchange for 10 bad luck cards*100, immediately."

[Host, I need to remind you that [Bad Luck Card] is ineffective against Scarlet and above...] Before he could finish the word "effective", the system met Jiang Ji's gaze and immediately changed the topic: [It has been exchanged, do you want to use it immediately?]

"Use it on me."

The system said nothing, and dots of illusory light began to fall.

In the center of the battlefield, the damage done by Ji Qing and the others had no effect. They could only watch as the projection of the evil god continued to absorb pollution and grow stronger. He was now just a phantom, and his real body was in another dimension and could not be touched. They could only watch as His aura became more and more oppressive and terrifying.

"There are no human babies. As long as they absorb this broken and corrupted world, it can also serve as a springboard for my arrival."

Ying Huai transformed his mental power into thousands of needles, which pierced the surging blood vessels. At the same time, tens of thousands of needles stabbed at him. His black hair was wet and stuck to his neck. The corners of his eyes were a little red with pain. The wound on his arm burst due to the force, and blood flowed down.

His mental barrier covered the entire palace, blocking the attacks of ghosts for the Chinese people time and time again.

If he withdrew his spiritual power, those people would die tragically in an instant and become monsters wandering around the palace.

"God, you cannot look directly at him, you cannot touch him, and you cannot call his name directly." The evil god said with interest, "Now it's my turn."

"How can an ant spy on God?"

"Let me see your weaknesses—"

Those huge eyes glowed with an evil light, and he saw the fragility of the group of ants below.

The weakness of the ant with a crew cut and broken eyebrows seems to have just been born. He is afraid of water, fish, and round things.

However, the gaps in the souls of other people all converged into one place.

Right behind the mirror!

He had known for a long time that there were ants hiding here, but those auras were so weak that he was unwilling to even take a glance.

"In that case," the huge blood-red pupils looked at the girl behind the mirror, "then you can be my new container!"

Bang, bang, bang! All the mirrors shattered at the same time, with a terrifying sound.

"Hmm." A muffled groan.

The blood vessels that covered the sky and the sun passed through the other people and went straight through the girl's body, lifting her high into the air.

One of the blood vessels goes straight through the heart and out the back.

The blood vessels absorbed the blood of the living, and the color became brighter and thicker. The girl lowered her head, and her black hair fell down to cover her face.