Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 454 The eve of the decisive battle
No one knew how many ghosts there were in Dazhou City at that time. Cao Yang opened the ghost den and quickly found a not-so-terribly evil ghost.

The rusty coffin nails pierced directly into the ghost's head the next second, and the ghost instantly became obedient, all its supernatural powers were suppressed, and it fell into silence.

“It does work.”

Cao Yang reached out and picked up the ghost, but the ghost showed no signs of reviving, indicating that it was indeed suppressed by the coffin nails.

"Li Yang, this coffin nail is for you to use. The King's Organization will never think that you still have a coffin nail in your hand."

"After Yang Jian controls the ghost, we will set off for Baishui Town. This time, Ah Hong and Tong Qian don't need to follow. You and Wen Zhong will cooperate with Lu Zhiwen to protect He Yiner and do a good job of the aftermath in the surrounding areas of Dazhou City."

The other captains had no objection to Cao Yang's deployment. Although Ah Hong and Tong Qian could demonstrate the strength of captains, they were not real captains after all. Instead, they could play a greater role by letting them deal with supernatural events.

"Understood. I have already contacted Captain Lu. He is currently counting the resources and will come to Dazhou City later."

Ah Hong nodded. With her identity as an alien, she could indeed protect herself well, but head-on combat was not her strong point. The same was true for Tong Qian. The freezing of the two ghost faces did not mean that she could challenge the top king. It would be better for her to stay and clean up the mess.

On the other hand, Yang Jian's process of controlling the two-dimensional projection ghost was not so smooth. This ghost, which could only be sent into the ancient house for suppression, was extremely terrifying. If he had not controlled the five ghost shadows of the post office, Yang Jian had no doubt that his ghost shadow would become the opponent's puzzle piece.

"This pole is absolutely motionless and as steady as a rock. It has suppressed the ghost to the point where it can achieve balance with me."

The face of the ghost, the face that was copied out by Yang Jian, revealed a solemn expression. The tall ghost was flickering at this moment, and ghosts of various shapes kept emerging and bulging as if superimposed on the ghost.

About thirty minutes later, the restless ghost shadow finally failed to break through the balance and suppression of the carrying pole, and the projected ghost on Yang Jian's body seemed to be melted, forming drops of black liquid like ink, which continuously flowed into the ghost shadow belonging to Yang Jian.

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Dashan City, Baishui Town.

The eight kings followed Hortis and went deeper and deeper in the ghost rain.

During this time, they saw many people who were like zombies. They looked like the residents here, but all of them seemed to have lost their souls. Their eyes were numb, and they behaved strangely as they wandered in the cold rain.

"They are all ordinary people affected by the rain. Could it be that the dead city here has begun to get out of control and affect reality?"

A hint of suspicion flashed across Hortis's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

The streets of Baishui Town are very long. However, if someone takes out a map to check it at this time, they will find that more than half of the buildings in this town are not on the map. The few extra buildings fit in perfectly with the surrounding streets, as if they have always been there.

"It's only ten minutes until six o'clock, so be alert. At six o'clock, the supernatural and reality will alternate, and the living and the evil spirits will coexist. At that time, the dead city will truly reveal its horror."

Hortis glanced at the time and reminded the kings behind him.

"Lord Satan, where are we going in the City of the Dead?"

The warden asked. All he knew about the Dead City was the name. As for what was inside the Dead City, he had no idea.

"There are six entrances to the dead city, corresponding to six locations in reality, but there are three or four in this country, one in the Middle East, and no one knows where the last one is." "After six o'clock, shops in the dead city will start to open, evil spirits will start to wander, the supernatural will replace reality, and wandering ghosts will appear on the streets."

"Only by going against the ghosts and walking through the Yellow Spring Road can we truly enter the City of the Dead."

Hotis shared some of the information he had, but this was limited to his experience of entering the Dead City from the entrance in the Middle East. The supernatural was always full of uncertainty, and he could not guarantee that he would have to go through the same process when entering the Dead City from Baishui Town.

But there was no need to say this, as he was confident in his own strength. The Dead City was indeed dangerous, but ghost riders at his level were even more ferocious than most ghosts, so there was nothing to worry about.

It was six o'clock, and the stores on both sides of the street lit up their dim neon lights at the same time, barely dispelling the darkness in the town. However, the lights always made people feel inexplicably dazed and uneasy.

For some reason, there were brightly colored flowers on the roadside ahead. Only when I got a little closer did I realize that they were not fresh flowers at all, but paper flowers made of colored paper. They were dead silent and peaceful, revealing a sense of weirdness and depression.

The paper flowers extended along the green belts on the side of the road. At first, the number of paper flowers was very sparse, but as they went deeper, the paper flowers became more and more dense, and had completely replaced all the trees and green belts beside the road.

"We have reached the limit of reality. If we go a little further, we will be on the road to the underworld that leads to the dead city."

The faces of the kings all became solemn, because the paper flowers on the roadside looked too weird, and the road under their feet seemed like the Yellow Spring Road leading to the underworld, not to mention that the guide was a guy code-named Satan.

However, they did not choose to retreat, because the retreat no longer existed. The opposite side of the road disappeared, and instead, there were people wandering on the road. There were so many of these people that at first glance, they seemed endless and there was no end in sight.

"There are ghosts everywhere, and this road is actively invaded."

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The warden's expression changed slightly, but he quickly reacted.

"Let's go. Everything will have an outcome in the Dead City. Survival or death, the answer will be revealed soon."

Hortis's voice came from the front, and the kings realized that they were distracted. The owner of the manor looked up and found that Hortis had walked a long distance, while he and others were still standing there.

"The dead souls seem to affect consciousness. We should hurry on our way. It will not be a good thing to stay here for too long."

As the knight spoke, he put on his helmet again and used the heavy armor to isolate himself from the outside world.

In Dazhou City, Lu Zhiwen has already opened the ghost den and arrived. He brought two boxes of ghost candles and dozens of surrogate dolls. Also on the way was the previous team: Lin Ye, Zhao Tong, Su Fan and a total of six ghost riders.

"Two ghost candles for each person, two surrogate dolls, and everyone must leave their names in my ghost book. When you encounter a life-or-death crisis, I will provide you with as much protection as possible within my ability."

This is a supernatural item that Lu Zhiwen brought from the headquarters, code-named Death Note, which can design a way of death for the person who leaves his name behind. However, Lu Zhiwen plans to use the ghost pen to write the name of the ghost rider. At that time, the ghost pen and the ghost book will conflict, buying some time to save the ghost rider's life.

"Let's go, it's time to end this war."

A red light flashed by, and the carrying pole fell accurately into Cao Yang's hands. At the same time, Yang Jian's voice rang out.

With the help of the almost impossible balance of the carrying pole, he successfully controlled the ghost.

(End of this chapter)