Chapter 420 Scarlet Numbers
Gotham State, United States.
Gotham State is a big city with a very developed economy and lively and prosperous economy.
The most eye-catching thing here is a world-class building that is 800 meters high. As the economic center of the city, it houses super five-star hotels and restaurants, serviced apartments, and Grade A office buildings. , underground mall, luxurious lineup.
And this super building is the Wall Building.
However, with the endless occurrence of supernatural events in the city, without manpower to deal with it, the city seems to have withered, empty and silent, no longer lively and prosperous, and most of the residents have moved to other places.
Even the Wall Building had a supernatural incident, and no one dared to approach it anymore. Due to a long period of lack of maintenance, the exquisite glass light-blocking wall was covered with dust, and it seemed to lack popularity.
The sky in the city is gloomy at the moment, with a large number of gray and black clouds gathering together, which is very depressing. This weird weather has lasted for a long time, and the residents who refused to move have long been used to it.
In a conference room on the top floor of this super building, the lights were on strangely, and bursts of conversation could be heard from outside the door.
Fifteen men and women in suits and leather shoes, wearing high-end perfume, sat together. There was a telegraph machine in front of each of them, talking to each other, discussing and deciding on something.
It looks like an ordinary workplace meeting, but as long as you get close to them, you can find that the employees here have dull complexions, and their dry and saggy skin is covered with spots of corpses. You can also smell a faint corpse odor that cannot be covered up by the smell of strong perfume. .
This is a group of people who should have died long ago, but there is something supernatural that maintains their lives and allows them to live like normal people.
The leader was an old man with gray hair and dead eyes. At this moment, he said: "Our lives are given by the great gods, and our lives are entrusted to the omnipotent gods. And as gods, Think tank, we shoulder the important task of reviving the gods, but today Father God told me that someone was spying on the power of the gods, and the first batch of blasphemers appeared!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the meeting was immediately shocked. There was a commotion in the room.
The middle-aged man on the left side of the old man asked: "We need revelation from God the Father, or oracles from other gods."
"Mr. Eroten, please tell us what to do?" the middle-aged woman on the right side of the old man asked with a pious look.
"Father God sent an apocalyptic telegram. The 'Manor Kingdom' developed by our organization together with the Atonement has been destroyed by the Asian Criminal Police Headquarters. The remaining six gods were furious and sent down the oracle. We The forager organization will adhere to the oracle and mobilize the six gods All the redeemers in the country join forces to destroy the Asian Criminal Police Headquarters as a warning to the world."
"Lambs, don't slack off, use the fifteen telegraph machines given by God the Father to preach the oracle and serve as gods. Solve the trouble." The leader, the old man Erodeng, said solemnly.
The old man Erodeng glanced around the people in the conference room. The fifteen people had eager expressions and seemed to be impatient.
Huh?
A look of confusion flashed across the old man's face, and he thought to himself: "Fifteen? There are only fifteen people in the conference room including myself. When did there be one more person? Did I count it wrong?"
Count again.
There were indeed fifteen people. His eyes widened. Who was the extra person?
"What a group of corpses raving like crazy."
Before the old man Erodeng could search, a young man stood up from his seat with an indifferent expression and said something in his mouth .
This person is naturally Liang Xingyang. He crossed the ocean through the ghost and came to the United States. He found the Wall Building, and through the sight of the ghost scissors, he followed the cursed black line on the radio ghost. In the end, he did not find the ghost controller and the ghost. Accidentally found a group of ghost slaves who claimed to be the wise adviser of the gods.
These are people who have been corrupted by the supernatural. In order to survive, they do not hesitate to do things for the evil spirits. They are typical pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.
“Seven ghosts with the wisdom of living people have actually been resurrected, but this is not a lot in the context of the global supernatural era. But this is only the early stage, and more and more ghosts will be resurrected, like a snowball effect. Likewise, the situation will deteriorate faster and faster."
Liang Xingyang frowned slightly, sensing the difficulty of the problem.
The ghosts consciously concealed their whereabouts, and did not even come forward to cause trouble. They hid themselves under the ripples of the water where supernatural events emerged one after another. They even used the agent's trick.
Even if you want to imprison the evil ghost, you can't find a place.
However, a harsh sound interrupted his thoughts.
Aroten seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart and asked loudly: "The blasphemer dares to spy on the power of the gods. This is really a heinous crime. If you can repent of your fault, I will tell you Father God intercedes, Reduce your crime. "
The people in the conference room were panicked at this moment. Although they were deceiving themselves, they were not stupid. They knew in their hearts that the so-called atoneers and blasphemers had another name. Then It's the ghost master.
Eroten took out a telegraph newspaper with red numbers printed on it from his pocket and said arrogantly: "I have the holy relics of God the Father. If you don't work hard to repent of your crimes, I will punish you."
"Stop! You guys are so corrupted by the supernatural that you can't even think clearly." Liang Xingyang has lost his patience at all and doesn't want to hear these lunatics constantly praising ghosts.
Suddenly.
A terrifying supernatural pull came, and Ailuo Teng and other forager members disappeared directly, turning into blurry projections on the ground.
As Erodeng disappeared and the telegraph newspaper with red numbers fell to the ground, it seemed that some kind of switch had been triggered.
Suddenly.
"Beep~Beep~Beep~Beep~"
The fifteen telegraph machines on the conference table were running automatically, as if there were invisible people operating the machines, which gave people an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
The light bulbs in the conference room began to flicker, and a strange and ominous atmosphere filled the air.
Rows of dazzling bloody figures crawled out of the surrounding walls, as if they were conscious. After covering the walls, they wandered to the surfaces of all objects and slowly squirmed.
Liang Xingyang squinted his eyes, and figures under his feet kept approaching, trying to invade his body, but they were affected by the supernatural power of the ghost shadow and isolated a few meters away.
Although it is impossible to decipher the meaning behind these complicated numbers, a feeling of being pulled into a supernatural place has arisen in my heart.
At this moment, he understood.
After stealing the wisdom of living people, ghosts can consciously hide their whereabouts, but they will never be timid.
At least they won’t be afraid until they have had a supernatural confrontation.
Before, the hungry ghost spying on the telegraph machine and the evil ghost were discovered, so there are two possibilities. The evil ghost will continue to hide, otherwise it will launch an attack.
The rich silver light was released, squeezing the conference room that was already wrapped in bloody numbers, trying to tear apart the supernatural blockade of Li Gui.
First update.
(End of this chapter)