Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 431: Liu San Exits, Wei Jing Enters
"Three captains have already escaped, and even the kings who were against them have all been killed."

The gravedigger stuck his head out of the bottomless pit to check the situation, but the reality made him feel heavy.

"The captain seems to have escaped. That He Yin'er seems to have attracted a very scary ghost, who is now helping Li Leping. Pharaoh and the god of death may not be able to stop that old man."

The manor owner and the warden were surprised to hear the news. It was obvious that the king had an absolute advantage in numbers, but at this moment he was at a complete disadvantage. This was obviously not reasonable.

"Retreat first and make a decision after returning."

The manor owner and the warden looked at each other. They were the two strongest kings present, so when the painter was killed in battle and the captain fled, it was natural for them to take over the command.

"withdraw!"

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Although the king's organization was not a mob, many kings were shaken after seeing their leaders die or flee. Now that they had received the order to retreat, they had no intention of fighting and chose to withdraw without hesitation.

In an instant, all kinds of supernatural phenomena emerged one after another. Most of the kings got rid of the captain's entanglement in a very short time and quickly disappeared from Dahai City and everyone's sight. However, there were also some kings who did not have time to evacuate and were still fighting with the captain, including the general, the gladiator, and a king codenamed the gambler.

The king, codenamed General, had become fat and strong at this moment. The number of ghost slaves around him who were jumping on the spot with sad expressions had decreased by more than half. All of them fell silent under the restriction of yellow paper. Some of them were directly dispersed by the funeral procession of paper figures, put into coffins and sent away completely.

However, the general and Liu San were both in extremely poor condition, but they still stared at each other. The yellow paper on Liu San's body had almost completely peeled off, and the old, cold corpse was shaking constantly, and from time to time it would make a hoarse roar.

The general was breathing heavily on the spot. The supernatural power he possessed was mainly invasion. However, Liu San had many paper figures. Although many of them were replaced by the invasion and turned into ghost slaves, it was also a huge consumption for the general.

"But I, Liu San, once said that as long as I get ruthless, I am sure I can defeat anyone in the supernatural circle. Unfortunately, you are among them."

A hideous smile appeared on Liu San's sick face. At this moment, only half a piece of yellow paper was left on the old corpse's face. However, this also meant that he had not yet fought to his final limit.

The next moment, half of the yellow paper with Liu San's face imprinted on it suddenly peeled off. This old corpse from the Republic of China period lost all its restraints and was about to show the true horror of this evil spirit.

A cold air spread out, and the general felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation, as if his life was grasped by something.

The old corpse stretched out his six-fingered hand, made a strange gesture, and then opened his mouth. A long scarlet and black tongue stretched out from his mouth and tightly wrapped around the general's neck, as if to strangle him to death.

Yellow papers were flying all over the sky. Pieces of yellow papers fell on the bodies of the general and the old corpse, and burned up the moment they came into contact, which looked particularly strange.

The general also used his last resort, and saw that his fat body was becoming thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, streams of sticky black liquid kept dripping.

"Liu San, hold on."

Cao Yang noticed something was wrong and rushed over to help Liu San immediately. He used coffin nails and carrying pole together. In a short time, the general, who had become skinny as a bag of bones, became motionless and was directly blown away.

However, the old corpse, no longer restrained, did not stop, and even stared at Cao Yang who came to help. Its pair of green eyes showed extremely dangerous signals, as if this horrible ghost was going to attack Cao Yang in the next second.

"Cao Yang, don't worry about this ghost. My paper figurine is on the way and will be here soon."

At this moment, Liu San's voice suddenly appeared, and a tattered-looking paper man walked over. It was a body he had just pieced together using scattered yellow paper.

"I can feel that there is still a connection between me and this old corpse, which means that I can still control him for the time being, but I may not be able to participate in the subsequent fight. The general is indeed very powerful, and I fought to my limit to kill him. If you hadn't joined me, I might have completely lost control."

Liu San gave a very ugly bitter smile. The facial features of this paper man were temporarily pieced together with yellow paper. It can be seen that Liu San had really tried his best and had run out of tricks.

"I understand. After you have re-restrained the old corpse, you can leave temporarily to adjust your condition. The other side has also lost a lot of people this time. It is estimated that they may not organize the next round of attacks in a short time. But you can't say for sure. After all, they are a group of absolute lunatics." Cao Yang said.

At the same time, the duel between Lin Bei and the gladiator also came to an end, and the blurry and illusory arena completely collapsed. Accompanied by a violent vibration, the empty, dead silent and boundless world in the mirror emerged, and Lin Bei and several cold and twisted ghosts also appeared.

Lin Bei grabbed the gladiator's neck with one hand and pressed him to the ground. The ground sank and formed the outline of a human figure.

"Replacing the real self with the self in the mirror world, the cost of this method is still too high, and some evil spirits in the mirror world were also brought out."

Lin Bei pressed on the gladiator's body and kept an eye on his surroundings. Fortunately, the ghosts disappeared after a moment, which meant that the invasion of the evil spirits was not thorough enough. Although it was not a good sign, at least it would not cause trouble when he was at his weakest.

At this time, only Captain Wei Jing and the King, codenamed Gambler, were left in the standoff in Dahai City.

Gambler, no, to be precise, he is simply a gambling addict, who controls a large number of evil spirits through some supernatural means. With the supernatural powers of the ghost messenger that Wei Jing controls, he can easily suppress most of the kings, because it is impossible for anyone to control nine evil spirits.

But the reality is, the gambler did not control nine ghosts, but the number of evil spirits he controlled exceeded nine. This put Wei Jing in a very passive situation and he was constantly attacked by the gambler's own spiritual power.

Seeing the kings evacuating one after another, the gambler became calm instead. He took out an old-fashioned revolver. The gun body was rusty, but the muzzle still exuded an inexplicable chill.

"Come on, life and death game, roulette. There is only one bullet in this gun, leave your life to luck, that's how I got here."

Wei Jing's face remained calm. The effects of the ghost rope and the black fire curse were very limited. There were many evil spirits lingering around the gambler, so he had to use up all nine suppression quotas.

"Come on, I don't have a choice anyway."

Just as Wei Jing said, this revolver actually represents a supernatural game. The two parties in the game are himself and the gambler. Not participating in the game or any behavior that breaks the rules of the game will trigger the laws of the evil spirit and be killed. This is a gamble.

The gambler's expression was sinister, as if he was very confident in this cruel gamble.

"The guest follows the host's wishes. You go first."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Wei Jing was not afraid at all. He directly picked up the pistol, pointed it at his temple, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a slight sound, but no bullet was fired.

Next was the gambler, who was even faster than Wei Jing, with the muzzle of the gun against his chin.

"Crack——!"

Still an empty gun.

The third and fourth shots were still blanks.

The gambler looked at Wei Jing with ill intention, then he took out a black bullet from his pocket and loaded it into the pistol in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Captain Wei Jing. I admire your courage, but I'm sorry that you will definitely lose in this life-and-death gamble."

(End of this chapter)