Chapter 231 Ruins
They stood far away and were not affected.
But smoke and dust rose up, and the buildings that were usually used as shelters collapsed one after another, and the people who were still inside could never get out again.
Nie Jianxi stared blankly at the ruins that had piled up in front of him in an instant. He didn't know how many living people were buried in them who had not yet reacted.
But now, most of them have lost their lives in that instant, and they don't even have time to hear the fear.
He thought of the talismans he had just posted. Those talismans could ward off ghosts, but they could not protect against the power of a collapsed building.
It’s useless. The talisman he pasted is useless.
He should have known not to look at the ghosts as zombies, they have the same thoughts as humans.
Complex, vicious, and also holds the idea that those who are not of my kind must have different hearts.
Just as humans want to get rid of those ghosts, those ghosts also want to get rid of humans.
Use every possible means and fight to the death.
Those who failed to enter the base were the first victims.
It was also the first time that Qiu Tingxu saw the collapse of buildings that was not caused by an earthquake, but the shock and powerlessness it brought were no less than a huge earthquake.
Earthquakes can be considered natural disasters, but this is a man-made disaster.
Even in the apocalypse in the movie, the zombies that appeared at first had no independent thoughts. The only instinct in their minds was to eat humans.
Even the most ordinary humans have a chance to fight them.
But these ghosts may have been extremely evil people since they were human beings, so much so that after becoming ghosts, they were determined to destroy the world.
They have thoughts, they are as smart as humans, and just as cunning.
They will not give up attacking the people hiding inside just because those buildings are protected by talismans.
Aren’t they just some ghosts that have been scared away?
It doesn’t matter. They are already dead, so there is no need to think about whether there is an afterlife.
Twisted into a ball, the outermost ghosts were burned to ashes by the talismans, while the remaining ones moved to another position, laughing mercilessly.
There was a whistling sound in the air, accompanied by the laughter of a large number of ghosts.
"Who can rescue so many people from so many ghosts? Hahaha, this is ridiculous."
"They are just a few people, but they want to stop us, a group of ghosts that are powerful enough to cover the sky? They are really overestimating their own abilities!"
"They arrested me and put me in jail when I was alive. Who would have thought that I could bring disaster to the world even after I died?"
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Nie Jianxi lowered his eyes, took out a small tripod and a small knife from his storage bag, and cut his wrist with his backhand.
Xie Jinzhuo couldn't stop him, "Brother..."
He knew that Nie Jianxi was angry. His senior brother had always been like this. He could see people dying one by one, but he couldn't see people dying in large numbers.
The blood flowed into the tripod like a small stream, emitting a tiny light.
He took out another blank talisman, smeared his fingers with blood, and drew a ghost-gathering talisman on the spot.
Then he looked at Xu Yansheng and asked him to amplify the tripod and the talisman.
Xu Yansheng was speechless. He placed his finger lightly on the knife and scratched it, dripping a few drops of blood into the tripod. "The effect is enhanced."
Nie Jianxi recited the incantation and threw the burning talisman into the tripod, using blood as fuel, and the ghost fire in the tripod would not go out.
He threw the tripod into the air and quickly made intricate hand seals with his hands.
"With my blood, I offer sacrifice to the soul of the tripod and the heroic spirit of a thousand years. I beg you to wake up at this moment and help me kill ghosts and souls! Hurry up and obey the command!"
A dazzling golden light burst out from the tripod, and it flew higher and higher in the air, finally hovering above the dark clouds. The mouth of the tripod turned upside down, and it began to absorb the ghosts running around into it.
The ghost fire continues and the absorption never stops.
The ghost-gathering talisman continued to gather the ghosts trying to escape in the tripod, leaving them with nowhere to escape.
The originally gloomy sky was rolling with ghosts who dared not be captured. They were torn and deformed bit by bit, and finally fell into the tripod and were burned to death by the burning ghost fire.
The tripod is a legacy from ancient times. It is the incense tripod in Taoist temples, used to commemorate the generals and soldiers who died heroically in ancient times.
The incense had been burning for a thousand years. Once there was no more war and the world was at peace, the General's Hall began to decline. The props in the Taoist temple that were touched by divinity would be properly collected by caring people and become precious magic tools to be passed down to future generations.
However, these magical instruments all have their own spirits and will not easily help the Heavenly Master deal with those dirty ghosts.
The user needs to pay a certain price in order to stimulate the latent bloodiness of the heroic soldiers on the ancient battlefield.
Soldiers had to shed blood for thousands of miles when they fought in battles. It doesn't make sense that times have changed so we don't need to shed blood when dealing with enemies.
Therefore, the user needs to use enough blood to pay tribute to the heroic souls.
The ground was in ruins and the sky was full of wind and clouds.
The dark cloud carrying thousands of ghosts was like a tornado, and was swallowed up by the tripod.
The ghosts that had just been mocking in the air were unable to dodge and began to wail and roll around, but no matter what shape they gathered into, they would be dispersed by the powerful suction force in the next second.
"Aaaaahh!! I haven't killed enough people! I don't want to be reduced to ashes!"
"What is this? How can there be such a thing? Help! Benefactor, help!"
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No one could save their lives. The benefactors they mentioned might be Han Tian and his men, but apart from helping Xu Shiming, they had never been seen helping any ghost they used as tools.
The thick black curtain over Nan'an City finally faded, revealing the distant sunlight.
The dazzling light from the sky made Qiu Tingxu's eyes blurry for a moment, and he vaguely remembered that this night was indeed very long.
But he still did not forget to hand the wristband covering the scar on his hand to Xie Jinzhuo, who had a grim look on his face, the moment Nie Jianxi stopped.
"Help Jianxi tighten his arm, and I'll stop the bleeding."
He was indeed quite skilled at this, but he did not like a skill that required him to use it frequently.
"Jianxi, for your skills that require blood sacrifice, can you use other people's blood?"
Nie Jianxi was still looking at the collapsed ruins from afar, and at the wandering soul that was sucked into the tripod from the ruins, and shook his head heavily.
"Magic weapons are usually very picky. They require pure Yin blood or pure Yang blood."
"Aqiu, do you think there are any survivors in these ruins?"
Qiu Tingxu wiped his face, cheered himself up and comforted Nie Jianxi, "Yes, there will definitely be one."
"Even with a natural disaster as big as an earthquake, there is still a lot of hope hidden in the ruins. How capable are these geniuses?"
"There must be someone waiting for us to find him. Once your wound is treated, we will go find him."
"Xu Yansheng, help Nie Jianxi speed up his recovery."
Xu Yansheng was like a tool, asking Nie Jianxi's wound to heal quickly.
The scene here is both sad and funny, but the surviving residents in other residential buildings that did not collapse do not feel the slightest bit of reassurance when they see the ruins.
Is it true that apart from the base, there is no other place to settle down?
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