Chapter 037 The Four
The ghost domain of [Blood Nun] is a complete concept. Changing it is a huge project that takes time. But what Tarona lacks now is time. If he wants to transform it within a few days, he will inevitably have to use props.
Fortunately, the Time and Space Balance Bureau has launched many props to help officers advance their mission progress. Once the Big Witch searches, the system store will automatically recommend several types for her to choose from.
She chose a high-end prop called "Concept Upgrade".
This is a limited-time item. Even if the concept of the ghost realm is upgraded, it can only be maintained for a period of time. Once the time is up, the concept level of the ghost realm will fall back.
Time limit: eight hours.
That's enough. In eight hours, she can cut the anomaly eight times.
Theseus asked: [What do you plan to upgrade the ghost realm to? ]
The upgrade direction of advanced props is controlled by the operators themselves. In other words, even if props are used, the final upgrade of the ghost domain depends entirely on the operators' own abilities.
For example, imagination, control, and level of knowledge.
The more you know, the deeper and broader your understanding will be.
Tarona integrated the props into the ghost domain of [Blood Nun]. In an instant, all areas except the paradise were covered by the sudden gray-white fog. The fine red light was like a snake, surging and swimming in the fog.
The bleak and silent ghostland seemed to come alive. The unchanging sunset slowly sank into the horizon, the night replaced the dusk, and a bleak crescent moon hung high in the middle of the night. Two stars emitting icy blue light were embedded on the left and right sides of the crescent moon, like a pair of eyes, staring coldly at the world shrouded in thick fog below.
Tarona replied: [Similar to Silent Hill.]
Shrouded in thick fog, only those who meet certain conditions can enter. It is connected to the real world, but not connected.
After the concept upgrade, [Blood Nun] is the core of the ghost domain. The rules of the ghost domain are made by her. Here, she is naturally invincible. Only by killing her core can the ghost domain be completely defeated and leave.
Tarona set the first rule for this new ghostland: ordinary people are not allowed to enter.
However, when the new ghost domain was actually put into use, a bug appeared in this rule due to the strong maternal love buff of [Blood Grudge Nun] - ordinary people in the city were excluded from the ghost domain, including the meritorious Zen Master Wuchen and Liaowu, except Wuqing. The ghost domain included Wuqing as well, with no intention of letting him leave.
Tarona: ...
Tarona suddenly felt that his sanity value, which could not be lowered any further, seemed to have even lowered.
[Miss Ta, are you okay?] Seeing her suddenly reach out to rub her temples, and then not surprisingly, her hands were covered with blood and brain matter, Theseus asked with some concern, [Has your sanity dropped again?]
This shouldn't happen. Even with the berserk mode on, the san value has already dropped twice in a row. It shouldn't drop a third time.
[I'm fine, my sanity hasn't dropped any more.] Tarona shook off the blood and brains on her hands, and smeared the remaining blood on the nun's robe, which was stained even darker. [I just feel tired.]
She had a feeling that [Blood Grudge Nun] would not be easily eliminated. Thirty-six hours would pass. She wondered how many times Wuqing would have to go through embarrassment before he could get rid of it.
Tarona dragged out of the air the axe that was eager to drink the enemy's blood. He didn't even hold it in his hand, but just dragged it lightly, like a perverted murderer in a horror movie.
【Theseus, get ready to record. 】
A new anomaly has emerged, so how can the file stand still?
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The gray fog covered the entire Jizhou Prefecture in the blink of an eye. The city, which was filled with the breathing sounds of hundreds of thousands of people a second ago, was silent in an instant. Not to mention the breathing of people, even the barking of cats and dogs stopped at the same time.
How could such a sudden change not attract unusual attention?
It sat on the altar surrounded by incense, enjoying the greed and essence of human beings gathered in the wax. Six blood-red eyes appeared on its beautiful face, and each of them was slightly squinting with great satisfaction.
The powerful ghost was on par with it, and it happened that it had been harvesting fruits in the temple for more than half a month, so it absorbed all of them this time. Fortunately, it was actually slightly stronger than the powerful ghost.
To be honest, that fierce ghost was also a fool. He left such a big son of luck alone and kept him in captivity like a bewitched man, missing out on such a good opportunity to easily reach the top.
What an idiot! He must have died of his stupidity during his lifetime.
He cursed here with unusual smugness, but suddenly his expression changed, as if he remembered some unpleasant past events. His six slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
Just as it was waiting to recall the past that it now wished it could chew over in detail, it was surprised to find that the monks who had surrounded it and worshipped it devoutly had all disappeared silently.
Not only that.
It jumped off the altar and took a few steps out of the hall, only to see that the outside was already shrouded in thick fog. Even with its strength, it was unable to see through the fog.
——It’s that fierce ghost!
How is it possible? It was not frightened at all!
Is the power of that fierce ghost even stronger than it expected?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through the abnormal mind, and the six eyes suddenly widened - Oh no! Its son of luck!
With a hissing sound, the beautiful woman's body was torn apart from top to bottom. Sharp claws flashing with cold light stretched out from her body, grabbed both sides of her body on the left and right, and bent backwards with great force.
There was another sound of bones breaking. The beautiful woman who was so graceful and elegant a few seconds ago had turned into a bloody four-winged strange bird. It flapped two pairs of completely different wings and flew into the sky with thick gray mist. Its body became bigger and bigger, but it was still unable to escape from the expanding, surging, and endless fog.
The city it is in now is no longer the same city as before.
——Welcome to the [Ghost Realm].
The fierce ghost's voice echoed faintly in the thick fog, seeming to mock and disdain.
“Screech!!”
The Anomaly had not been provoked like this for a long time, and it immediately became extremely furious, vowing to tear into pieces this fierce devil who dared to provoke and fool it!
In the prefecture.
Ge Tong was completely unaware of the thick fog that suddenly covered the entire city. Wuqing learned the truth about the cause of death of Lord Wang's family from him, so he turned a blind eye and pretended that he did not exist, quietly waiting for the best opportunity to escape.
As for him, perhaps he was too frightened and angry in the past two days, which made him full of negative emotions. At this moment, he thought that the young woman in front of him was afraid of him, so he spoke even more vigorously.
"You'd better be more sensible and don't even think about escaping from my huge mansion. Even if those idiots escape from the prison, they can't save you!"
Ge Tong threatened in a fierce voice, with a hint of inexplicable hatred in his words.
Perhaps it was Wuqing's previous refusal to cooperate and his attitude of disregarding him that reminded him of the former Wang Fengshi. That man was just like that. He thought he was his superior and could order him around in a domineering manner. He even wanted to cut off his path to immortality!
Damn it! Damn it all!
Ge Tong took a few deep breaths, as if he had already seen the ruthless death. His red eyes widened again, and he had something else to say.
He had many things that he had not been able to tell the damned Wang Fengshi. This little girl was about to die, so why not let her take these things down and tell Wang Fengshi so that they would all know that this was the result of not being able to see the situation clearly and trying to pretend to be an honest official and show how they worked for the public!
Unfortunately, he never had the chance to say it again.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, an axe half a man's height suddenly came from behind him, splitting him in half from top to bottom as easily as splitting a piece of paper, and his bloody internal organs spurted all over the ground.
With a plop, the two halves of the body fell to the ground, and the eyes that were as big as copper bells could no longer be closed.
Hearing the noise, Wuqing raised his head suddenly, and the black and white nun, holding a bloody axe and revealing her fierce ghost form, rushed into his sight.
She was leaning sideways because her legs could no longer support her to stand upright. After all, she only had one foot left.
The hollows under the black veil told the ruthless answer at this moment. Why did she cover her eyes? Because she no longer had eyes. The empty eye sockets could only bleed endlessly, dripping down her face, then being absorbed by the black dress, and finally trailing blood all the way.
Her slender fingers were twisted and she could no longer hold the sword, but how could a fierce ghost who came for revenge lose her weapon? So she picked up the axe, and the white axe blade was filled with silent and wailing ghosts.
This is her blood feud, but also her victory.
Two eyes were embedded in the rusty iron handle at some point. They were open and their color changed again and again, finally stopping at an ocean-like blue.
That was the color of the eyes of a girl named Lovmina Cyprus who had lived. Her children said that her eyes were the most beautiful they had ever seen.
Poor children, poor nuns, they died without ever seeing the real ocean.
The nun in black and white stretched out her hand to the young man with trembling eyes. Her black gloves were soaked with blood. She gently stretched out her hand to the young man, who did not dodge after seeing her true appearance, and bloodstains were imprinted on his fair face.
She paused slightly, then smiled, with only half of her tongue left in her mouth.
"Good boy, good boy..."
She murmured softly and muttered incoherently. Some of her words were so unclear that even Wuqing, who was only half an arm's length away from her, could not hear them clearly.
He only heard her cherishment and frenzy.
'Sometimes I am not very clear-headed...'
So, is Ms. Luo still awake at this moment?
The nun in black and white suddenly giggled, and the long cracks on her face trembled again and again as she laughed. She tried several times before she placed her twisted fingers on Wuqing's forehead. The icy temperature froze Wuqing so much that he blinked rapidly several times.
But he still didn't dodge.
The look in his eyes when he looked at the fierce ghost in front of him was still the same as before, calm and indifferent, without any panic or fear at all.
It was as if the person standing in front of him at this moment was not a terrifying ghost, but still the beautiful woman in plain clothes who was as quiet and beautiful as a sculpture.
The nun in black and white used her shaking fingertips, stained with her own blood, to draw a rune on Wuqing's forehead.
This is the spell and the key.
She wanted to put this child in her paradise, which was the safest and warmest place in the world.
"Ha ha……"
The fierce ghost laughed twice briefly, and a drop of blood slid down the young man's nose and was finally wiped away by her relatively clean sleeve.
Along with the bloodstains on the young man's cheek.
He blinked mercilessly and did nothing.
The smile on the nun's face deepened, and in this smile there was both the madness of a devil and the kindness of a Madonna.
Ah, her child, her wonderful child...
It should be done cleanly like this. As long as the mother's key is drawn and the mother's spell is carried, the child will be safe.
“Screech!!”
The abnormally angry roar destroyed this strange yet heartwarming "mother and son" reunion. The black and white nun, who was suddenly awakened, was even angrier than it, and her violent nature, which had just been calmed down by the young man's obedience, surged up again.
She slightly bent her body, a broken hoarse sound came out of her throat, and she grasped the bloody axe again. Her two cyan eyes suddenly turned blood red.
"Ms. Luo..."
Wuqing was about to say something when the black and white nun, who had entered a fighting state, rubbed his face with the back of her hand, leaving a little blood on his face.
Even though the nun in black and white was aroused by the approach of the enemy, she did not forget to respond to her children.
Wuqing opened his mouth and finally said: "Please be careful, if necessary..."
Then come and eat him.
Before he could finish his words, the nun in black and white pushed him into a door that suddenly appeared behind him.
The wooden door creaked open and closed.
Inside the door, there were birds singing, flowers blooming, and a gentle breeze. Twelve pregnant women gathered together in a relaxed manner, drinking sweet soup. More than thirty puppets with the same face were coaxing the children in their arms.
And outside the door...
Wuqing only had time to take one last look.
A four-winged strange bird that was big enough to block out the sun descended from the sky, and stabbed the black and white nun with its sharp claws. Its huge figure made the human figures on the ground look extremely small.
But the fierce ghost is not afraid, who will win and who will lose is still unknown!