The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 43 The Supporting King

Several kings entered the round table meeting room through the world of oil painting, and the rest did not enter because they still had things to do.

At this time, the missionary cleared his throat and said, "This time, I will call everyone over to discuss the matter of rescuing the Island Nation's Exorcism Society."

The terrifying manor owner sitting on the chair snorted coldly, "Why do you want to rescue this group of yellow-skinned monkeys? I heard that this is an S-level supernatural event, right? What is the island country willing to offer as a request for help?"

The missionary smiled confidently and said, "They are willing to take out all the supernatural collections of the Island Country's Spirit Elimination Society, including the craftsmanship of making ghost porcelain."

Then I talked about the role of ghost porcelain.

All the kings present became a little interested. After all, they are not alone. Although they themselves are powerful and may not need such supernatural tools, the members of the team of ghost masters they lead still need such tools. A life-saving supernatural tool.

The missionary added: "Another point is that we don't need to imprison Guiyu completely, we just need to restrict it, just like ghost paintings."

Speaking of that painting, the king who was present and participated in the event of restricting the ghost painting couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Thinking of the unsolvable ghost land, the world in the painting layer by layer, and the paper dust floating in the air, it is really an unexplainable horror and supernatural event.

At the cost of the lives of more than a dozen ordinary ghost master members and a king, ghost painting was temporarily restrained and lured away from Mizhou.

Seeing that everyone was recalled by his words, the missionary smiled and said, "It is precisely because of the strength of the S-level ghost that we can help us test the old man in the east. What, it can further compress its already short lifespan, and our plan can be executed faster by then."

"So let's all raise your hands and sign up. Who wants to participate in this mission? Participants can share with me all the supernatural collections of the Chulingshe and the production methods of ghost porcelain."

Except for the lonely kings such as the killer, the coffin-lifter, and Nego with the black stripes on his body, the others were still very excited about ghost porcelain. After all, they all lead a team of ghost masters in their respective countries.

Finally, the Horror Manor, the Gentleman, the Clown, and the Preacher himself are ready to join the support.

Among them, the painter did not fully participate in the action of restricting ghost rain, but was responsible for supporting this action, helping them invade ghost rain's ghost domain, and taking them out when they were in danger.

At this moment, a king who was often silent at the round table meeting and was not easy to attract everyone's attention made a hoarse voice. The voice was dry and emotionless, like a deep pool, revealing invisible coldness.

"I will also participate in this operation." The person who spoke was the real pusher who drove the ghost ship to land in Xiaguo in the original book, the king code-named Captain, and a real ghost hidden among the ghost drivers.

Wisdom is a very ordinary thing, but when a ghost produces wisdom, the effect of the fusion of the two will be far beyond everyone's imagination.On the premise of already possessing powerful terrifying and supernatural power, he also knows how to use wisdom to consume the vital power of ghost encounters among human beings.

The captain thought to himself, "I hope this time I can meet a true kind. Although the painting has great potential, it has not undergone a qualitative change. If it has not produced the greatest wisdom, it will never be the same kind as us."

Everyone accepted the captain's joining, although because the captain concealed his own strength, they didn't know how powerful the captain was.But in normal contact.Occasionally, when facing the captain, there will be a feeling of trepidation.This is too uncommon for strong people like them, and it also shows that this unknown guy has great power.

Not to mention that the plan was vaguely related to the king.

The missionary could not help but feel joy in his heart when he saw that five kings in all joined him in this operation.

Even if such a force were to really limit this S-level supernatural event, there was a certain possibility of success, let alone lead this S-level ghost to Xia Guo. At this moment, he was full of confidence in his heart.

If he knew that the captain just wanted to be the sixth son, and might even bury the kings together for a possible future companion, he probably wouldn't have laughed.

After all, for a wise ghost like the captain.

Whether it is the ghost masters from Xia Kingdom or foreign ghost masters, they are all on their liquidation list.Elimination of these ghost masters is only a matter of time. The so-called alliance is just a joke. The only people who can ally with him are those who are equally intelligent. He doesn't even care about ghost paintings if they are not intelligent.

The missionary turned his head and smiled and said to the painter, "Send us to the headquarters of the Island Nation's Spirit Elimination Society. Let's go get the aid first, and then discuss how to resolve this supernatural incident."

The painter kept silent, and casually drew a winding path on a drawing board.

Staggered body signaled these kings to enter.

The missionary walked in first, followed by the dreadful manor, the gentleman, the clown, and finally the captain who stepped into it with stiff steps.

Everyone was walking on the winding path, and the place other than the path was completely dark.

That's because the artist didn't paint that part of the picture, and no one knows what will happen when stepping into a place other than the path, perhaps stepping into a world of eternal loneliness.

After walking for about half a minute, the front suddenly opened up, and there was an adult-sized light door lying in front of their eyes.

At this time, the president of the Island Nation's Spirit Elimination Club was still anxiously waiting for a call from the King's Organization.

Looking at the area of ​​the ghost rain ghost domain on the satellite map is getting bigger and bigger, and has included two surrounding cities, and life is withering painfully in this dark night rain, Mishima has a deep feeling in his heart. self-blame and sorrow.

Looking at the photo of Tian Huang's full-body military uniform hanging on the wall of the headquarters hall, he felt ashamed of His Majesty Tian Huang's trust.

At this moment, ripples appeared in the portrait of the Emperor, and several strangely dressed ghost masters walked out of the portrait, as if passing through a layer of water curtain.

Mishima fell into surprise for a moment, and several presidents reacted and shouted for the guards to come to support.

At this time, Mishima came to his senses, shouted everyone away, bowed deeply to the ghost masters who walked out of the painting, and said respectfully.

"It's an honor to meet the missionaries organized by the king, the owner of the horrible manor, the gentleman, the clown, and the captain."

As several kings in a well-known foreign king organization, Mishima has already known their appearance and personal preferences, and easily identified the identities of these people who came to support them. Except for the captain who is more mysterious and does not know his preferences, the others He knows everything about people.

Mishima also felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, five kings came at once, and this time they will definitely be saved.

(End of this chapter)