The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 168 Desperately Suppressing
Suddenly, a cold breath came from a corner of the laboratory building, and a non-human alien invaded Wen Zhong's ghost domain. Before he could react, a figure appeared in his ghost domain.

Wen Zhong's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, the one standing in front of him was none other than the missing He Youxu.

When he really saw the true face of this thinking ghost, Wen Zhong couldn't restrain a rippling in his heart.

The Interpol uniform He Youxu was wearing was stained with blood, and it was hard to imagine how inhumanly he was treated during his lifetime.

At this moment, all the shriveled ghost corpses derived from it are isolated from the ghost domain. The thing that can enter the ghost domain with this ability is undoubtedly the thinking ghost who is the source.

A cold breath blows past.

Then the thinking ghost suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, without any movement, just standing here made their hairs stand on end, especially the ghost fungus that was already on the verge of recovery was almost suppressed by it.

It was cold, to the bone.

Just looking at it makes people shudder.

Fang Diyuan subconsciously wanted to back away, but the revived ghost twister was slowly invading his body, pulling him forcefully, and the ghost in his body was already a little out of control at this moment.

Seeing this, he gritted his teeth, stretched out a palm that was worn to pieces by the gravel, countless gravel floated out from the hideous crack, Fang Diyuan tried to delay some time by this.

But these gravels, which can tear apart living people and even fierce ghosts, can't tear apart the thinking ghost's body, and can't even make it take a step back.

Under the Interpol uniform, there is a scarlet, strange shirt that blocks the erosion of the gravel, it is Yan Duo's ghost shirt.

"I almost forgot that the ghost shirt was still wearing on this ghost, Wen Zhong, you have to find a way to pick him up!" Fang Diyuan looked at the ghost shirt, couldn't help being startled, his eyes narrowed and roared.

"Are you kidding me!" When Wen Zhong saw this ghost shirt, his eyes also widened, and he couldn't help roaring.

The most convenient and quickest way to disable the ghost shirt is to kill Yan Duo, but is this really the case?After killing Yan Duo, will the ghost shirt on the other party disappear?

Just when Wen Zhong was hesitant to think, the thinking ghost with a thin face that looked exactly like He Youxu moved again, and it slowly raised a hand and pressed Wen Zhong's body.

"hiss!"

The heavy and stiff arm came with a bone-deep coldness, Wen Zhong's thinking almost stopped under this terrifying attack.

But at the same time he regained his sobriety, this time Wen Zhong didn't hesitate at all, the ghost fungus crazily spread towards the thinking ghost, the gray light gathered together at this moment, as if turning into a sharp sword, stabbing straight go.

No matter what it wears, no matter how many ghosts it controls, as long as its movements are restricted, isn't it easy to imprison it?
The ghost fungus quickly enveloped most of the thinking ghost's body, but there was no next move.

"Hiss - hiss - hiss -"

There was a series of ripping sounds, and the thinking ghost's hand was still placed on Wen Zhong's body, but Wen Zhong's face, which was originally covered by ghost fungus, was forcibly peeled off in half at this moment.

Blood gushed out from his original skin, continuously flowing on the ground, and soon formed a pool of blood.

The next moment, something like a thread emerged from Wen Zhong's face, like a layer of fur covering his face instead of ghost fungus.

The silk threads that are wriggling are constantly tearing at the ghost fungus covering Wen Zhong's face, and even the ghost pupils grow these silk threads, which are constantly eroding and suppressing the ghosts in Wen Zhong's body.

"This is... ghost silk!" Fang Diyuan yelled out loud, he could feel that one of Wen Zhong's ghost hands was also full of this ghost thing, wriggling and trying to break out.

They are no strangers to this thing, but they didn't expect it to be used at this time.

Its purpose was to control the ghost in Wen Zhong's body, but obviously...it failed.

The horror level of the ghost in Wen Zhong's body is very high, and it is obvious that this ghost cannot be completely controlled in one breath.

A flaw appeared.

Wen Zhong did not miss this opportunity.

I saw that the remaining half of his face was covered with ghost pupils, and he firmly nailed the ghost fungus to his face. Ghost silk's supernatural powers could not suppress the two ghosts, the ghost pupils and the ghost fungus. Chung has the upper hand.

"Let go!" Wen Zhong yelled this sentence with the last of his strength, and then the skin and flesh on his hands were torn apart, and ghost pupils emerged from the cracks, and he also regained a trace of control over his hands.

Taking advantage of Li Gui's momentary stagnation, a pair of ghost hands slammed forward and grabbed Li Gui's neck. At the same time, the gap closed and the ghost pupils disappeared, and pairs of pale ghost hands appeared on Wen Zhong's body—the ghost twister had completely recovered.

"Damn it, damn it!" Seeing this, Fang Diyuan immediately rushed up, hugged Wen Zhong's body tightly, and the ghost wind sand frantically blew the ghost hand clinging to Wen Zhong's body.

The ghost hand entered a fully recovered state and began to kill indiscriminately. Although Fang Diyuan's Gui Fengsha was able to restrain the ghost hand to a certain extent, it was eventually suppressed by the ghost hand because of insufficient recovery.

He is now terrified of Jian Wenzhong's actions, which are too risky.

"Go to the ghost candle!" Wen Zhong roared with a pale face, the twisting force of the ghost's hand increased, and the thinking ghost's body began to twist, but this was not enough. According to this speed, he and Fang Diyuan would definitely be ahead of each other. die!
At this time, Wen Zhong's plan can be said to have completely failed, but he still has one last hole card.

ghost candle.

As long as they can light this ghost candle and use it to suppress this ghost, they won't lose, and they may even have a chance to come back.

Fang Diyuan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hold on, you must not die when I light the ghost candle!"

He let go of the hands holding Wen Zhong's body, roared and took out the remaining half of the ghost candle from Wen Zhong's pocket tremblingly.

The remaining piece of ghost candle was originally used to save his life, but he didn't expect to use it here in advance.

The thinking ghost seemed to have come to his senses at this time, and its distorted body gradually returned to normal.

But the most desperate thing is that its body began to transform into a stick figure made of lines, and its head also began to split, the blood-red light lit up, and the ghost shirt it wore also changed at this moment.

"Hurry up!" Wen Zhong's face was full of cold sweat, he frantically covered the ghost with the ghost fungus, hoping to delay a little time, but it was useless, the blurred ghost was no longer accessible to the ghost fungus.

(End of this chapter)