Ghost Shelter System

A driving warrior transformed into golden light, extremely fast.

The wheels were rolling, and the entire mirage world was rumbling and shaking.

A few drops of ink suddenly floated in the air, and the driver was about to launch an attack. Suddenly, he disappeared like a burst balloon.

The male assistant smashed his fist down.

The sound of breaking glass sounded, and the mirage was broken.

The mirage constructed by a superb exorcist was shattered by several waves of spiritual power.

Menoetius was stiff and sweating.

Ten centimeters in front of him, the male assistant's fist hovered there, and a bull demon squatted on the ground, squeezing his hand tightly.

"Hello, Mr. Qin Kun, nice to meet you, my name is An Shibai."

The male assistant smiled slightly at Qin Kun. Suddenly, Qin Kun felt a sense of danger coming into his heart. The male assistant named An Shibai exerted force for the second time, and his fist was like an air hammer. The force directly broke away from Qin Kun and hit him. Menoetius's face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The wailing was piercing, and the blood of Menoetius splashed on Qin Kun's face. Qin Kun, who turned into a bull demon, squatted on the spot blankly.

how so……

"Menoetius!!!"

Van Helsing, who had returned to his original form, rushed over with red eyes, and punched Anshibai in the face. His arms turned into werewolves, and the muscles of his arms bulged with a sound of breaking through the air.

Anshi Bai raised his hand to hold Van Helsing's fist, and the entire sleeve was torn apart by the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.

When Qin Kun saw Menoetius's collapsed face, he stood up suddenly and punched him as well.

An Shibai raised his hand to block it again.

The delicate leather shoes exploded, and the force was removed by Anshibai's feet leaning on the ground, and the entire trouser leg was torn apart with great force.

"Terrible young man."

An Shibai lowered his head, looked at the exposed thumb, and put away his relaxed smile: "I was just passing by, he was the one who made the first move."

With two punches, Anshibai bent his fingers and punched Van Helsing in the chest. Van Helsing appeared covered in gold armor, which was penetrated by the punch, and his whole body flew out.

Another punch hit Qin Kun's shoulder blade, at a tricky angle and at the speed of lightning. Qin Kun accidentally defended himself and felt a streak of blood penetrate into the shoulder blade along the opponent's phalanges. The entire arm was dislocated and bent back.

"who are you?!"

Qin Kun shouted loudly, put his arm on, wrapped his arm with iron chains, and punched the opponent's stomach with the sound of breaking through the air.

"Dark Soul Cult, An Shibai. He doesn't have any position."

The opponent pressed down with one hand and pushed away Qin Kun's fierce offensive. But the iron chain wrapped around his arm suddenly seemed to come alive. Several iron hooks suddenly jumped up and hooked the muscles on his arm.

"ah--"

Anshibai screamed in pain, and three hook marks appeared on his arm, with bones visible deep inside.

The ferocious color flashed from his eyes, and an explosion of energy suddenly appeared all over Anshibai's body. The huge wave of air lifted Qin Kun away, and the scars on Anshibai's arm suddenly remained intact.

"Very well, Exorcist of the East. You've got me."

Two horns suddenly grew out of An Shibai's head, but he was stopped by a voice.

"Hey, just mess with the Holy See first. Don't mess with the guys from the East for now."

Qin Kun looked in the direction of An Shibai. Not far away, there was a middle-aged man with messy orange hair. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a gentle temperament, but also a bit slovenly.

An Shibai's expression was ferocious: "Your Holiness, please leave me alone tonight!"

Qin Kun came back to his senses and suddenly found that a fist had hit his chest.

how come……

When did you call...

Why don't I feel it...

Qin Kun felt that his condition was particularly bad today. Why was he not even alert at all?

The bull demon smashed into the wall, and the residents inside screamed.

In the sky, another mirage spread out.

An Arab uncle stood on the wall, with the stars and moon shining above his head, and he angrily shouted: "Infidels are not welcome here!"

Ansberg transformed into a goat-headed man, with smoke coming out of his mouth and nose. He tilted his head and said, "Please shut up your stinky mouth. What about the apostle of Allah?"

A slap hit the Arab uncle's cheek from a distance and slapped him down.

Inside the wall, Qin Kun was stunned, had he not fought for a long time?

Why do you seem so sluggish tonight?

how so?

Next to him, a golden light fell on his shoulder, and Fan Hexin helped him up: "Qin, that is the spell of the Black Soul Sect. Don't be fooled by it. Their spells will make you instinctively ignore the crisis, ignore their murderous intent and Being malicious or even ignoring them is an evil existence. That is the ultimate in human-disordering magic!"

Instinctively ignore...

Qin Kun suddenly trembled, feeling that this kind of magic was too terrifying.

The reason why living things are living things is because they have instinctive existence.

Taoism has said that instinct is also called "innate consciousness." It is instinct to eat when you are hungry and to cry when you are in pain. This is the source consciousness of living beings.

And the difficulty of changing source consciousness is even more difficult than changing life!

Without instinct, no creature can even perform basic reproduction.

Can the spells of these guys affect people's instincts?

Walking out of the wall, Qin Kun saw An Shibai rubbing his wrists and turning into a sheep-headed monster. He shook the sharp horns on his head and smiled at Qin Kun: "Huh, the anger is gone. Today I'll let you go first. Don't let me touch you next time."

"It's just you? I'll kill every one of the Black Soul Sect's bastards who are stained with human blood! Your body smells really bad."

"Hahahaha... Very cute oriental boy, come on!" An Shibai's eyes changed into two extremes again, extremely vicious.

"An! Shi! Bai!"

A pressure that penetrated the soul suddenly came. Not far away, the orange-haired European looked very dissatisfied.

The goat-headed monster suddenly shuddered, changed back to its original shape, and walked to his side: "Your Holiness... I'm so sorry..."

"Let's go, I have to go back and catch up on the manuscript."

The middle-aged man put away the manuscript he had just written and said to Einsberg.

"OK."

Before leaving, the middle-aged man glanced at Qin Kun, smiled and nodded.

The entire mirage world was silent.

It wasn't until he left for a long time that Qin Kun took a breath.

"Who... is he?" Qin Kun's neck stiffened and he looked at Fan Haixin.

Fan Hai smiled hard: "Demon King Carter."

hiss--

"The Black Soul Sect's... Pope?"

Van Helsing pursed his lips and nodded.

"Why don't I kill you?"

"He said that sooner or later, I would become his subordinate." Fan Hai smiled hard.

"Why don't you kill me?"

"The Black Soul Sect is at war with the Holy See and may not want to provoke the Eastern Exorcist." Van Helsing thought for a while and said.

Qin Kun returned to his original position and found that his back was soaked.

"I just felt that I had escaped from the gate of hell." Qin Kun recalled the feeling of being ignored just now, and said with lingering fear.

"That shouldn't be the pressure that Carter brought to you, but that of Einsberg."

"What is An Shibai's identity?"

"Carter's assistant. A low-level apostle of the Black Soul Sect. In addition to knowing some of the low-level sorcery in the sect, he can only transform into a sheep-headed man."

"So it's still so powerful?"

"That's a cultist who cultivates instincts. If your combat power is 90, he will only have 70, but his influence on you will be reduced to 30."

"A very vivid example."

"The last speaker of the parliament gave me an example before he died."

"How did you die?"

"The goat's horn penetrated the lung."

"What about Demon King Carter's combat effectiveness?" Qin Kun asked.

"Hiss - he lost once to the Pope, once to Mr. Zuo, once to the God King of the Pantheon, once to the Holy Knight, once to the Great Wise Man of the Hermitage of Sion, etc... all the strongest ones He has fought against everyone, and none of them has won.”

"Isn't it a bit too coincidental?"

"Yes. So no one knows whether he was really defeated or did it on purpose, and he managed to escape." Van Helsing swallowed.

"Then has he killed anyone?"

"He is not a murderer. So far, I have never heard of him killing any named exorcists, unless he provokes them. Instead, I often hear that he likes to exploit the weaknesses of exorcists' characters and confuse them."

"Weird guy."

"It's scary."

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