The underworld is empty, I enter the horror game to catch tricks

Chapter 121 Fan Wujiu, Black Impermanence

at the same time.

Located in a base of the FBI.

The members of the anomalous investigation team holding the admission tickets had already prepared all kinds of equipment at this time, and each chose a seat to sit with serious expressions. There were eight people in total.

These eight team members were carefully selected and waited until the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk started.

The few people who hold the admission ticket will enter the event.

Compared with the mentality of other organizations that players go in to mix rewards.

The shoulders of the members of these investigative teams are quite different.

You know, the current Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is completely different from what was originally imagined.

It was filled with so many changes that...the strength of those ghosts has risen sharply, and they have reached an astonishing stage. They will endlessly slaughter the surrounding area.

Recall the contents of that scroll.

The eyes of several people became more determined.

Their current task is not to survive until the end of the event, nor to investigate any clues from it, but to
Stop this disaster.

The hundreds of ghosts who devoured the evil energy pills and ate each other in the picture scroll, no matter from which aspect, they can be described as disasters for the surrounding residents.

If you don't stop it.

Then the things in the picture scroll are very likely to become reality.

It is difficult for the entire town to escape this horrific massacre.

And as one of the actors trying to stop this massacre.

The death probability of these group members is also frighteningly high. When they hold the ticket, they already have the expectation of death in their hearts, but at this time, if they shrink back, someone else will die.

It seems to feel the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

as the deputy head of the group.

Guan Gang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "Although many organizations have been united at present, most of them are playing a cooperative role. It is definitely impossible to expect these guys to come out to bleed and sweat, but the key When the time comes, it is our group of people who will come out to do the work.”

"Tsk tsk, you should have seen the situation in the temple. There are so many ghosts and they are so strong. Even with the help of foreign objects, it is likely."

He didn't continue, but everyone knew what was going to happen next.

to be frank.

Based on its own strength alone.

With just such a few players, it may take only a few minutes to become the rations of those ghosts in an instant.

However, there is also a certain amount of accumulation in the Federation. Through some extremely expensive method, their strength can be temporarily improved. It should be no problem to limit the activities of the ghosts for a while, but this is only a part of the plan.

The real purpose of stopping these monsters lies in another item.

thinking.

Guan Bang set his sights on a wooden carving placed beside the table.

The wood carvings are dilapidated.

It smells decaying, and the age seems to be very old, and the shape of the sculpture is a basalt that looks very spiritual.

It just lay on the table like this, overflowing with a faint gray aura, which was actually filled with a sense of divinity.

"I want to use this thing. It will take at least half an hour"

"In other words."

"You have to support for half an hour"

The voice fell to the ground, and the smoke was exhaled.

Guan Bang's eyes gradually became firm: "Weird invasion, we are the only ones who can stand up to the front. If we can stand up, we must stand up. If we can't stand up, we must stand up. Other organization players, at most, block the very few ghosts who run out. , once it fails, the number of casualties will be at least tens of thousands, and there will be endless troubles."

"There is no evil in this world. No one will come to catch ghosts. Only we can stop this disaster."

"Ah Qiu~"

In a rental house.

A certain errand surnamed Li was sitting in front of the computer with a slumped face at this moment, looking at the empty documents and materials inside, feeling regretful in his heart.

Damn!

I deleted it after I finished yesterday, but now I can’t find it even if I want to see it!

But then again.

Why did you sneeze so much today
I feel like I have been slandered by many people.

Rubbed his nose.

After several unsuccessful attempts to restore the data, Li Ling went to the toilet to wash his face and stretched himself.

Tomorrow is Halloween.
In the past few days.

He didn't enter any dungeon again, but kept improving his strength in the room, and took out the medicinal materials to start brewing if he had nothing to do.

After rushing for several days, another node was opened. Now, the yin energy that can be accumulated in Li Ling's body has become extremely strong.

It was already afternoon.

The sky is full of fiery clouds, and under the reflection of the setting sun, the entire cloud has turned blood-colored, as if there is some omen.

There are still a lot of pedestrians on the street, and they are not panicked by the so-called "ghost festival" that is coming. Even, a very few people have changed into cosplay costumes and pretended to be ghosts walking on the street, looking like they are going to participate in the festival. an event.

The students were still talking and laughing, talking about all kinds of weird rumors, and then laughed at him.

There are also some older people who are already squatting outside the house at this time, holding a bunch of yellow paper in their hands, putting it in an iron stove, and chanting while burning, asking their deceased relatives to bless them with good weather in the future.

It was dark.

The crimson sky, as if washed by blood, was finally engulfed in darkness.

The ground was pitch black, and the street lamps standing on both sides of the road gave off faint light, reflecting the thin figures passing by from time to time.

Li Ling stood in front of the mirror.

Wearing a thin mourning dress with bad characters written on it.

There was a faint blue flame burning in his pupils, he was holding a chain in his hand, and a stick of soul-inducing incense in his pocket, followed by a petite tomb ghost.

He looked up at the time.

Accompanied by a bell.

A piece of news emerged.

[The ghost festival has arrived, the gates of the underworld are open, the mist is surging, and ghosts are walking at night. 】

[Those who hold the admission ticket can enter the event venue by silently reciting the above words and sentences. 】

[Note: The selected area has been closed, and there are ordinary people in it. 】

【Note [-]: The duration of the event is three hours. If the event is over and the ghosts are not satisfied, the venue restrictions will be lifted. 】

[Note 10: Please enter the player who holds the ticket as soon as possible within [-] minutes, otherwise it will be regarded as a waiver. 】

Looking at the bloody text that emerged above.

Li Ling took a deep breath and slowly took out two tickets.

just in case
After passing the last dungeon, he collected other fragments in the ghost market, and finally managed to collect seven more fragments.

Light the soul-inducing incense.

Walk in the direction of the smog.

Among the withered Bana flowers.

Two figures stood.

One was Meng Yu, who was pale and bloodless.

another one.

Wearing a black suit and a tall hat with the words "World Peace" written on it.

He wasn't very tall, but he looked intimidating from a distance.

Li Ling stretched out his hand: "Li Ling, you're doing something wrong."

The man also stretched out his hand, his voice was a bit hoarse: "Fan Wujiu."

"You can also call me black impermanence."

(End of this chapter)