Ghost Island
Under the eaves, Zhang Da suddenly looked up, and a rare frown appeared on his dull face.
Zisha saw it and said, "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The voice made Meng Ziyu turn around to look.
Zhang Da: "It smells the Chosen One..."
Meng Ziyu interrupted immediately, turned around and shouted, "Qiaojie! Qiaojie!"
Zhang Da was assigned by An Rou as An Younian's bodyguard, and he lived in the same courtyard with An Younian. Zi Sha was deeply loved by Qiao Jie, and Qiao Jie had been sleeping with her these days, so Meng Ziyu also moved in and lived in the same room with Zhang Da.
Upon hearing the sound, Qiaojie quickly walked out of the next room.
Meng Ziyu: "Take Zisha to bed!"
Qiaojie knew Zhang Da's identity, and after getting along with Meng Ziyu, she roughly guessed the true face of this half-grown boy.
Seeing Meng Ziyu's serious face, she didn't ask the reason, took Zisha's hand, and coaxed her back to the room.
As soon as the door closed, the face of a wealthy man appeared on the ground in front of Zhang Da.
Baofu grunted in a low voice.
Meng Ziyou didn't understand and looked at Zhang Da: "What did you say, big brother?"
Zhang Da: "It's a familiar taste."
"Joint team?!" Meng Ziyou's face changed. "How far away?"
Zhang Da: "There's still some distance to go, but we're moving very fast."
Meng Ziyou jumped up: "What are you waiting for? Run!"
The rich man grunted again.
Zhang Da shook his head: "The boss asked us to wait here."
Meng Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief. Although the woman was a bit annoying, the decisions she made were still reliable.
"Have you informed her?" it asked.
But all he got was Zhang Da's silent shake of his head.
Meng Ziyou suddenly remembered that it was always An Rou who had actively entered his mind without asking, and he could never do the other way around. It must be the same with Zhang Dahe's sudden wealth!
The tone was lifted again.
Meng Ziyu was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "Are you guys stupid?! She asked us to wait here only when we weren't in trouble! The joint team is chasing us, and we're still waiting, waiting to die?!"
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An Rou's ability to establish a conscious connection with a ghoul has always been based on a prerequisite: looking directly into the ghoul's eyes.
From connecting one to connecting multiple at the same time, the premise remained the same. But Wang Da's gentle pressure on the back of her neck before his death allowed her to achieve three breakthroughs.
One is that the number of ghouls she could communicate with at the same time increased exponentially. On that night in Zhongsu, she had connected with the consciousness of thousands of ghouls at the same time.
Secondly, the communication method of "negotiation, coercion and inducement" has been transformed into a more direct "control". The control effect varies from ghost to ghost. For example, Meng Ziyou, who was only A-level at the time, could not be successfully controlled.
Third, the method of connecting to the ghouls' consciousness has become more flexible. The Ghost Mother is like a relay station. As long as you connect to the Ghost Mother's consciousness, you can indirectly connect to the consciousness of all the ghouls that have branched out from it.
Tonight, three breakouts hit traders simultaneously.
Quietly connect to the other party's consciousness and try to control it.
After all, the opponent was an SSS-level ghoul. Although he failed to control him successfully, he weakened the deceptiveness of the gold coin space and allowed Paopao to regain consciousness.
Then, through the trader's identity as the ghost mother, he controls the 454 ghouls that have evolved from it.
The levels and IQs of these ghouls were obviously not very high, yet they all succeeded.
The trader still had two tricks up his sleeve that were difficult to deal with. They were An Rou's biggest bargaining chips.
The other party is hiding in the Black Market Island, deliberately attracting so many players and dividing so many ghouls. It is obvious that they have a bigger plan. Perhaps they want to turn the entire Ghost Island into a real "Ghost Island".
It will not give up these ghouls easily.
As expected, the gold coin space disappeared, and the sounds of players bargaining at other counters could be heard nearby. The ghoul trader stood quietly behind the counter, transformed back into the polite NPC with a smile.
Just a little red eyes.
"Walk slowly," it said.
An Rou didn't even turn around as she pulled Paopao out of the trading hall. Fearing that someone would notice her, her expression and steps didn't show any sign of panic.
The negotiation terms agreed upon by both parties were that An Rou would mind her own business and the trader would let her and Paopao leave Ghost Island.
It takes less than five minutes to get from the trading hall to the thermal ship's berth, through the crowded free trading area, and then use the movement skill.
An Rou gave Paopao a look, signaling him to calm down, and then they merged into the crowd together.
However, at this moment, the sound of breaking glass was heard above.
It's like someone's child was naughty and broke the window with a stone.
An Rou was startled and looked back.
On the second floor of the trading hall, a window was broken, and the night wind came into the building, lifting the half-closed curtains.
Behind the curtains are silent dark shadows.
"Who is so brave?!"
"You dare to smash the glass of the official trading area? Don't you want to leave the black market alive?"
People around started cursing.
Destroying official objects will significantly reduce your destiny value.
The cursing was immediately drowned out by a scream: "Ghoul!"
Swish—wherever An Rou’s sight reached, light screens popped up.
The mission details no longer belonged to Paopao alone, but appeared in front of everyone.
SSS-level ghoul?
SSS-level mission?
A ghoul tide numbering 455?
Everyone was stunned.
An Rou activated the goose-feather boots without hesitation and pulled Paopao out of the crowd.
Questions popped into my mind uncontrollably.
Who smashed the window?
It couldn't be the traders. Its target was all the players on Black Market Island. Even if it were to attack, it would have all the ghouls attack at once. It was impossible to alert them in advance.
The important thing is that this hit happened at the critical moment when she was about to leave.
An Rou's eyelashes trembled.
The answer is obvious - Jie Xin.
It was Jie Xin who guided her to Ghost Island!
An Rou paused and stared at the dimly lit parking area.
The driver of the thermal boat, Si Ji! He is Jie Xin!
But there was something that didn't make sense: the NPC who rented the boat clearly knew Siji...
No, for the Ghost King, this is not a problem at all.
Jie Xin doesn't look like a ghoul, but no one stipulates that he can't have the skills of a ghoul, parasitism!
"Boss, why are you stopping? We're almost there!" Paopao urged.
The two rushed out of the crowd at the fastest speed. After the players behind them reacted, the chaos spread rapidly.
Everyone turned around and ran in panic. The fastest group of players were approaching.
An Rou frowned and shook her head slowly: "Jie Xin and Chu Mo are in cahoots, they won't let us go."
"Jie Xin?" Paopao was puzzled. "What does Jie Xin have to do with it?"
Before An Rou could answer, a group of people suddenly rushed out from the parking area.
They were all players from the Feili Guild, and the one running in the front was a familiar face - Hasse.
Hasse also recognized them and raised his arm suddenly: "It's them, the damn criminals!"
"Hasse!" Captain Binlar glanced at An Rou and the others with disgust, and said to Hasse, "Mission first, set up the blockade and wait for support!"
The support he was talking about was no longer the support group in the execution team, but a large number of additional members and high-level players that he requested the guild to send.
An SSS-level mission would be impossible for his team to complete alone.
Wuliza must be there, and it would be best if Enke comes too!
And we have to be quick and arrive before the Atan Guild.
After completing this SSS-level task, Wuliza, who is ranked 18th, will definitely be able to make further progress. Enke, who is stuck at the high level of the great god, also has great hope of being promoted to the super god.
By then, the open and secret struggles between his own guild and Atan will have a clear advantage!
The commander's order was above all else. Hasse gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze, followed his companions past An Rou, and set up a blockade a few meters away.
Binlar asked again, "Hasn't the meeting replied yet?"
Hasse: “Not yet!”
Binlar: "Everyone must hold the line to prevent the ghoul tide from spreading!"
The execution team spread out in an arc, and all the non-profit members showed their IDs and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, we are the non-profit guild..."
Compared with the SSS-level ghoul tide, the defense line established by the execution team of less than 20 people is obviously very weak.
But An Rou understood the underlying purpose: a defensive line would calm the players and simultaneously distinguish between ghouls and players. Seeing the Feili Guild's preparedness, the players behind the defensive line wouldn't necessarily rush to leave. Instead, they would stay and try to get a piece of the action, thus strengthening the defensive line.
A very smart strategy.
Unfortunately, they were completely unaware of the ghoul's magic.
Now that she realized that Jie Xin was behind this, An Rou simply stopped running and pulled the trembling Paopao to watch the fire from where she was.
More and more players rushed behind the defense line. Most of them stopped, and only a few continued to run to the docking area and jump onto the thermal boat.
The "drivers" on the thermal ship were far away and had no idea what was happening inside. When they heard that it was an SSS-level ghoul tide, they quickly took off.
But they discovered to their horror that they could not get out.
Looking from the inside out, it seemed as if an invisible and intangible light shield had sealed them inside.
One driver didn't believe it, so he descended a little and suddenly turned on the maximum firepower, trying to break through the light shield.
Where the two collided, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared.
The golden light spread to the entire island in the blink of an eye, filling the sky, the ground, and all directions, filling the entire space.
An Rou immediately covered Paopao's eyes: "Don't look!"
Paopao realized it and quickly closed his eyes: "Is this the ghost magic of the ghoul?"
"Yes." An Rou was also shocked. It turned out that the gold coin space that traders could create could expand to such a large size.
After a few short words, the golden world fell into silence.
On the black market island, thousands of eyes glowed with golden light, and the owners of these eyes, including those in the Non-Profit Execution Team, had lost consciousness.
With Jie Xin present, the so-called "message for help" from the Philistine Church would most likely not be sent out.
All of them are meat on the chopping board and there is no escape.
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In the land of no life, Witt raised one arm and stopped. The whole group followed suit.
The Ripper in front of him spun around with his double-edged sword, frowning: "What happened again!"
"We've passed it." Witt raised the Soul-Chasing Sand. "The target is in the opposite direction."
The direction of the surging white sand changed from east to west.
He opened his chest and looked back the way he came: "I didn't find anything unusual along the way."
"Don't forget, ghouls have a night-flying magic. This magic can block the location of teleportation cards. It's very likely an independent space with a camouflage effect."
Witt turned his head after saying that: "Real tea."
Zhencha activated the tracking ability of the Wanhua Staff and shook his head: "I can't smell the scent. We are too far away from the target."
Witt turned around first, still using his movement skills, but at a much slower speed.
He paused again: "It's here."
The white sand in the bottle lost its direction and scattered in all directions like a mini tornado.
Everyone lit up their weapon skills, but the surroundings were still a deserted place and no abnormalities were found.
"We might have been standing on Wing On Farm."
Witt judged, "It's just that I haven't got the permission of the owner of the space, so I can't see the real scene. Zhencha, try again."
The Wanhua Stick blooms.
Zhencha suddenly jumped away from where he was standing: "It's here!"
The ghoul's corpse fluid was spilled right where his finger was.
The rip reacted extremely quickly, immediately activating the double-edged sword's skill and stabbing it into the ground. With his attack power, it penetrated very deeply.
Ke Zhencha turned and pointed to the sky: "Up there, it's flying up there!"
Directly above, the distance is still getting farther and farther.
He threw the double-edged knife and jumped forward.
Witt threw the heavy sword, and it flew into the air due to the huge force of inertia.
Once again, the two of them simultaneously unleashed their most powerful skills.
"Gentleman's Hand, Final Skill, Judgment."
Werther's whispers drifted in the whistling wind.
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Somewhere in the gold coin space, a huge explosion sounded.
All the ghouls swarmed out, pounced on their prey, and enjoyed the once-in-a-lifetime buffet.
With the official trading area as the center, the number of players who had lost their minds was rapidly decreasing. They exploded into a bunch of white light spots, as if it was snowing heavily.
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
The heavy snow is spreading outward.
An Rou's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
She may have guessed the trader's purpose correctly, but she may have misjudged the means to achieve it.
I originally thought that the traders wanted to turn all the players present into ghouls, causing a massive ghoul wave.
In reality, the ghouls under its command have no intention of dividing the players. They will swallow up any soul they touch.
An Rou glanced at the running light screen.
【SSS】【454】…The mission level and the number of ghouls have not changed.
The level is because it has reached the top.
The number... because of the SSS-level cover of the traders, it seems that there is no change, but in fact the levels of these ghouls are rapidly increasing.
What it wants to create is not a large-scale ghoul army, but an elite force composed of high-level ghouls!
How many players are there, five thousand, ten thousand? Is that enough to upgrade every ghoul to A-rank?
Just imagine, more than 400 highly intelligent A-level ghouls scattered around, devouring souls while continuing to upgrade... I'm afraid Onigashima will soon face its doomsday.
——This has nothing to do with An Rou.
She just wanted to know what Jie Xin, or Chu Mo, wanted her to do.
Let her die?
No, either of them could completely wipe out the entire farm, let alone her as an NPC.
If that’s the case, why lure her into a dangerous trap and face an SSS-level ghoul who is more enemy than friend when there’s only Paopao by her side?
Ghoul...
An Rou had a flash of inspiration, and all her motives returned to their origins.
The purpose of ink removal - ghost ruins.
After a breakup with the United Team, Chu Mo allowed her to escape with the farm. The reason behind this was probably: she and Bao Fu alone were no match for the two top super gods of the United Team!
Witt and Kairi are two people, and the hidden experience of Baofu and Zhang Da and other employees is not enough for them to share.
Failure to advance to Legend means failure to open the Ghost Ruins.
Therefore, traders are the extra task experience they gather.
But Chu Mo didn't want her to be on the same side with two top-level ghouls at the same time, so he deliberately led the traders to oppose her.
No, these are not the most important.
Most importantly, the joint team has caught up!
An Rou immediately felt the desire to get rich quickly, but at the same time, the trader flew out.
Approaching rapidly!
An Rou's intuition of danger forced her to disconnect from the consciousness she had just connected with and pull Paopao back.
At this moment, the trader has obviously changed into the player's parasite, and his speed is far beyond the reach of ordinary high-level players.
After a few breaths, An Rou was forced to stop by the opponent, and her back hit the cold and hard hull.
"Humans are all untrustworthy!" The trader smiled grimly, and there was obvious disgust in his eyes when he looked at him.
An Rou knew where its anger came from.
Jie Xin hid in the dark and smashed the window, forcing it to act early. This account was undoubtedly attributed to her.
This time, it's hard to end well.
In the anchorage area, the thermal boat that fell from the sky destroyed a large number of ships and many places were on fire.
Neither the loud crash nor the flames woke Siji up.
He lay quietly on the deck, and next to his sleeping face was a pair of cloth shoes with white soles and black surfaces, not stained by a speck of dust.
Xie Xin withdrew his gaze, cast his gaze towards the side of the boat, and asked with a smile, "Are you satisfied with this set of questions?"
Chu Mo's eyes were focused on the carnage in the distance and he didn't answer.
He didn't even care about An Rou who was in danger.
However, the slightly moving Adam's apple did not escape Jie Xin's eyes.
Xie Xin chuckled: "Don't worry, they didn't die at the hands of you, me, or her. These people are all lucky."
He turned his head to look at the western night sky, where an anti-aircraft gun shot out, like a burning fireball, and disappeared into the darkness.
"Well, the little thing finally moved, and it was quite anxious."
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Twenty kilometers west of the coastline, Witt, transformed into a giant, stepped down. Over a hundred meters tall, he resembled Kuafu, but the sun he was chasing was nowhere to be seen.
There is nothing unusual on the soles of my feet.
In the air, about knee-high from the giant, Kairi stood on the spinning double-edged sword, holding Zhencha in one hand.
The farm, disguised as invisible, suddenly burst into high speed. Even with the speed of the True Tea God, it couldn't catch up. It could only be assisted by the opening of the chest.
True Tea focuses on tracking scents.
The tip of the Wanhua stick was against his nose. He pointed ahead and shouted, "In front, right in front, less than a hundred meters!"
The other team members fell far behind and couldn't catch up at all.
Fortunately, there is Werther.
At this time, Witt could take a step of hundreds of meters in one step. Following Zhencha's guidance, his huge feet stepped down suddenly.
Missed the step again.
"Very close, less than a hundred meters!"
Before Zhencha's shouting faded away, he suddenly discovered that the scent captured by the Wanhua Stick was rapidly fading.
The target actually accelerated again! Its speed increased again and again in a short period of time, but its direction remained unchanged, indicating that it was not fleeing.
This top-level ghoul was rushing somewhere.
He couldn't help but look far away, and at the end of his sight, a bright blue light appeared.
"Ghost Island!" Zhencha screamed, "It wants to go to Ghost Island!"
At the highest point of the farm, on the Western-style round roof of Yong'an Trading Company, Meng Ziyu couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The ghost magic night walk is similar to the light shield of Ghost Island. People outside cannot see inside, but people inside can see outside.
It saw very clearly that the big foot just now almost landed by the edge of the farm.
"Brother, speed up, speed up!" Meng Ziyu shouted at the ground.
There was no sign of Bao Fu's face on the ground. Even without being reminded, within the brief half-second it connected with An Rou's consciousness, Bao Fu began to move.
In the void, all the soul lights were flashing wildly, repeating four words.
"Master, danger."
"Master, danger."
…
Its speed kept increasing, and the white light emitted by the soul light spot gradually dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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"boss!"
"Don't open your eyes!"
Paopao's scream and Anrou's scolding rang out at the same time.
The moment the trader reached out to pinch her, she pushed Paopao aside with all her might. At the same time, she used Shadow Spear to meet the trader's hand.
The trader was still a little afraid of her, so he didn't take it head-on. Instead, he activated active defense and launched An Rou backwards with the thorns.
Fortunately, the gold coin space was just an illusion. Behind An Rou's seemingly empty space, there was still a smooth hull.
She slid along the hull for a while. Apart from the burning sensation on her back, her life was not in danger for the time being.
Under the impact of the skill, internal injuries were inevitable. A fishy-sweet taste rose from her throat, and blood flowed from the corner of her lips.
The life potion is on Paopao.
However, An Rou didn't have time to drink the potion.
She was half lying on the ground, holding on to a part of the hull with one hand to support her upper body, staring into the trader's eyes.
The trader's mind felt a sharp pain again, and this time he understood that this hateful human was trying to control him in some way.
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
There is no way anyone can control it!
Even its ghost mother had been killed by it long ago!
The trader had a ferocious look on his face, and he didn't avoid An Rou's gaze at all, and approached step by step.
Its eyes grew redder and redder as it resisted control.
An Rou's eyes were even worse, bleeding, and she looked horrible.
But she suddenly laughed.
"You haven't noticed yet. For a top-level ghoul, you're too slow."
The trader finally realized something and turned his head suddenly.
The snow is getting lighter.
No, it was that the speed at which the Chosen Ones were devoured had dropped significantly.
This human, seemingly trying to control himself, actually has the real purpose of controlling his legion!
Among the ghouls that spread into the crowd, nearly half stopped, turned around slowly, and walked towards the place where they appeared.
That's where the official trading area is located.
The trader tried to make them turn around, but as a ghost mother, she failed!
It turned its gaze, its crimson eyes fixed on the petite yet hateful human a few meters away. Its head was splitting, and its rage threatened to erode its sanity.
But for some reason, it suddenly calmed down.
Facing An Rou, it took another step forward, a bloodthirsty smile on its twisted face.
"Ah, I almost got fooled by you again.
"You're the first person who's managed to fool me more than once and survive since I learned to think.
"So what if you can control them? Killing you will solve everything."
An Rou stood up slowly and smiled back: "Oh? Do you want to see what they are doing?"
"Damn human! Do you want to lie to me again?!"
The trader's expression changed again, and he flew into a rage. "You all deserve to die, and all humans should be our food!"
An Rou's mood became more and more stable: "First of all, let me make it clear that I have never lied to you once. Are you really not going to look back?"
She actually threw away her only weapon and spread her hands: "You can see it too. With just me, I can't hurt you at all. Are you really not going to look back?"
"Don't try to lie to me again!"
As the trader roared, the entire gold coin space suddenly shook.
Tremors came from the soles of my feet.
It subconsciously cast its eyes towards the ground.
The ground covered with gold coins did not change at all, but it could clearly feel that the ground was tilting a little bit.
A teeth-grinding metallic creaking sound came from behind.
The gold coin space it created should have isolated all external sounds.
"If I had told you to look back earlier, this situation wouldn't have happened if you had stopped it in time."
An Rou sighed and shook her head, then smiled. "Now the entire Black Market Island is about to collapse. What are you going to do?"
The traders looked at her in disbelief.
The soul tastes extremely bland, but it is indeed a human being.
He did not display any abilities of a Chosen One in his actions and remained a weak human being.
But that face, beneath the blood and tears, with a smile brighter than a gold coin... looked like an evil ghost, and even it couldn't help but feel a little palpitated.
The evil ghost's smiling voice, full of gloating, mixed with the long metallic groan, reached its ears.
"There's high voltage electricity on the sea surface in the black market.
"Can the little babies you worked so hard to differentiate survive?"
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