Returning from the low-magic world, do artificial intelligence first.

Chapter 197 Special Effects
"Guests, this hospital is very evil. There are unclean things. If you encounter any trouble, please call the police in time."

I have to say that Nihong taxis are really expensive, on average about six times that of Shanghai taxis, but since they charge so much money, the service will naturally be more thoughtful.

Wang Yi and the others didn't say anything about coming to such a remote and dark place at night. Instead, they gave a kind reminder after they arrived and put the two down, and gave their business cards.

If there is no car to call when the two return, you can find him.

"Thank you, we're just here to take a look."

Judging from the driver's expression, he probably knew that this was not the first time he had brought customers to this kind of place. As the taxi left, the deserted hospital in front of him looked a bit gloomy.

There are still some construction sites that have been shut down nearby, and the farther places are actually brightly lit, but somehow it makes this place feel isolated from the world.

And Wang Yi squinted his eyes when he saw the hospital. Compared with Junichiro Inoue at school, Wang Yi couldn't find him immediately. Wang Yi felt the problem when he was outside the hospital.

It's not that there is something very strong. In this kind of lazy environment, except for those who rely on the power of will to protect, no matter how strong the spirit body is, it doesn't matter if it doesn't have a possession body built by itself.

Wang Yi felt that it was only because there should have been a large number of abnormal deaths in this hospital, coupled with the blessing of its own environment, it would give people a rather malicious feeling.

Not to mention people like Gu Qianqian, even ordinary people will subconsciously feel disgusted when they come here.

Wang Yi went to the hospital specially to find the resentful spirits, but normally speaking, some natural spirits were born, unlike here, most of the casualties were 'vain deaths'.

"What kind of hospital was this before?"

Wang Yi adjusted the headset and asked Lin Shiqin.

"The psychiatric hospital, because of a fire, everyone died, and no one survived, so it has been abandoned until now."

Lin Shiqin replied as quickly as possible.

"Hey, it must be a black shop, something has been made and it will be punished."

Wang Yi chuckled, and after the sun lost its protection as it got dark, it was obvious that messy black shadows emerged from the shadows of the hospital.

It seems that many tentacles danced wildly.

It is not a natural spirit or a resentful spirit, but an unconscious aggregate formed by too many unjust deaths. In traditional metaphysics, it is evil spirit, and Wang Yi said it is the breath of undead.

Because this kind of thing can pollute even resentful spirits, on the contrary, it lacks the means to actively guide and harm people. It is easy to make people sick, and then arouse some extreme emotions in the heart. If there is no personal problem, it will not cause much harm.

Generally speaking, if the hospital is blown up and exposed to the sun, it will disappear, but now that it spreads out at night, people nearby should be prone to illness, and people with depression may easily cause suicide.

But when Wang Yi thought of this, he looked towards the four corners of the hospital.

Good guy, four golden strange-looking spirit bodies appeared there, seeming to block the way to the hospital.

And sure enough, with the four strange-looking spirit bodies blocking them, those tentacles couldn't leave the range of the hospital, and they were all bitten and devoured by those golden spirit bodies.

Gu Qianqian obviously saw it too, and quickly whispered to Wang Yi

"I didn't see them last time, but I saw one of them at the shrine."

"Things like this can't appear during the day, they should only come at night, Junichiro, do you know them?"

"I know a little bit. The gods of these shrines will come out to capture spirits at night. I almost got caught. It seems that they will deal with this kind of thing specially."

Hearing Junichiro's words, coupled with the performance of these things in front of him, Wang Yi also understood why the neon appeared frequently, but there was still no problem.

They have formed a cycle and balance among themselves, which can be regarded as a kind of spontaneous coping experience left by them over the years.

These grass-headed gods who are enshrined in the shrine may be driven by their wishes to do some inspections.

Some of the legends about Neon and the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts may have actually happened.

But Wang Yi just took a look at the four grass-headed gods and lost any interest.

The mixed will makes them form a thing that can only follow the instinctive mechanical action, and its own strength is actually similar to that of wraiths. In fact, none of these four can reach the level of Lin Shiqin and Cheng Xue. It's nothing more than the protection and drive of the will.

but……

Wang Yi raised his hand, and four lines of magic power were drawn from the air, and then he directly drove them into the bodies of the four grass-headed gods, capturing and enslaving them instantly!
If there is no self-awareness, there is nothing, and the answering machine is the answering machine. It is better than nothing, and there is also a score to deal with it and mail it to Antoine as a supplement to supplement some congenital deficiencies.

The four golden grass-headed gods didn't even react at all, they were directly pinched by Wang Yi's raised hand, and then sealed in the silver pendant.

Originally, Gu Qianqian asked whether to withdraw or not, and Junichiro Inoue was also a little scared, but in the end, he saw the operation in front of him with a backhand?
God?

That's it?

Is the god too weak, or this one is too strong...

After putting away these grass-headed gods, Wang Yi also raised his finger, seeing the breath of undead that had spread out, and the magic rhombic crystals carried in his personal space gushed out, forming a three-dimensional magic circle with a radius of several meters in the spiritual vision The instant spread appeared above Wang Yi.

In the next moment, Gu Qianqian and Junichiro seemed to hear a hallelujah-like psalm, and it seemed that a phantom of a white angel appeared in the sky above the hospital and disappeared in a flash with the radiance coming.

Afterwards, the originally gloomy hospital immediately eliminated all the gloomy and cold atmosphere!
Part of this white radiance seems to have directly entered the visible light field, as if it can be seen from a distance!
Gu Qianqian and Junichiro both entered the stunned mode, what the hell!

The painting style has changed!

Was that the phantom of an angel just now?It's an angel!

It feels like the light of heaven is shining down, clearing away the unknown in the world!
The abandoned hospital, which was originally gloomy, has a warm feeling on the contrary. It is obviously the same hospital, the same layout, and the appearance has not changed at all, but there is such a strong sense of contrast. What kind of illusion is this?
"Let's go, this smell is not very good."

Wang Yi greeted Gu Qianqian and turned around to leave. If he was in another world, he might collect these, because it could bless the army of undead and strengthen the troops.

But it's really useless here, strengthening the wraiths can also strengthen them, but it will make them stupid. I don't want to form an army of wraiths to fight, what I want is rational wraiths. It's a negative taste.

Maybe they have already assimilated several wraiths, which is really a waste.

Neon is actually a good place, but it still needs to ensure reproducibility.

Uh, as for the top-level purification magic that is not in the same style as the necromancer, it is actually not surprising. Wang Yi has even caught the presiding judge, and his hands are quite normal.

He started out as a necromancer, not just necromancer magic...

The consumption of magic power is really not small. Wang Yi would not waste it like this before. He would rather go in and clean it up slowly with his blood and spells.

However, ever since the Mage Tower took shape and the Magic Lingjing began to have a spare charge, Wang Yi got used to carrying one in his personal space.

Powerful physical destruction might still be a little troublesome, but this kind of pure purification is much simpler, after all, these dirty things are also very weak.

And the two visual effects are full, Gu Qianqian should be a little interested...

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