Chapter 463 Plan Execution
The fictional world is shrouded in haze.
There is no trace of anyone's presence in the city. It is too quiet. Apart from the haze floating everywhere, there is no trace of any movement.
The constant traffic and bustle are now a thing of the past. The world shrouded in haze makes people feel less alive.
“Tap tap tap~”
The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly echoed on the empty street.
A pale brown figure walked out of the haze, walked to the gate of a school that was dyed blue and black by the haze, stopped and stood there quietly.
Seventh Middle School.
This is No. 7 in the fictional world.
“Here it is.”
Liang Xingyang murmured, looking around, walking through the gate and entering the empty campus.
This is the place he has chosen, where the plan to harness the curse will be carried out.
The ubiquitous haze dispersed, allowing the dim and lightless school to regain a little light, and the surrounding architectural scenery could be seen clearly.
“The third door of the old house in the Republic of Dachang is connected to a lifeless supernatural world. It is said to be a supernatural world, but in fact it is not the same as the fictional world shrouded in haze.”
“Two The difference between them is probably that the supernatural world is another real world occupied by countless evil ghosts, while the fictional world is occupied by starving ghosts.”
Unknowingly, he came to the playground, sat here for a long time, and thought about a lot of things.
And the time quietly came to six o'clock in the evening.
The time has come.
At this time.
Liang Xingyang's eyes suddenly condensed, and he noticed some changes through the ghosts. In his feeling, the world he was in began to wake up like a sleeping person.
Some supernatural phenomena ignore the isolation of the haze and ghosts and begin to appear in corners of the world, as if a terrible danger is coming.
The whole world is distorted and changing, dim and illusory, and the true appearance that has been hidden for a long time is now revealed.
The sky turned into a withered face, and in the dark and empty eye sockets, a pair of eyes that were always immersed in pain emerged, turning numbly, peeping at everything on the ground.
The sun became the ghost's left eye, the moon became the ghost's right eye, the wind and clouds became the dark wind exhaled from the ghost's mouth, the mountains and rivers became skinny hands and feet, and the rivers became The muscles shrunk and the ground turned into dry skin like stone.
Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes and was alert: "This is an illusion. The curled-up mummy serves as a carrier and becomes a shadow reflected in this world."
Six o'clock is here, the ghost is resurrecting, and will soon appear in this world, killing the agent of this fictional past world, that is, himself.
However, the haze suppressed everything.
The last remaining 10% of supernatural beings in the world are irreversibly fading and disappearing, becoming nutrients for the resurrection of evil ghosts.
“Coming.”
Liang Xingyang’s eyes moved slightly. On the empty playground in front of him, a dim and fuzzy figure appeared out of thin air. From blurry to clear, he finally turned into a young man.
He has pale brown skin, dark eyes, a blue-black haze all over his body, and a strange and evil temperament.
The ghost directly invented himself.
But he could feel how weak the ghosts were. There were only 10% supernatural ghosts left, and the level of terror was not high.
Liang Xingyang slowly stood up from the bench, powerful supernatural pressure emanating from him, and silently looked at his other self as he approached.
Even so, the ghost's expression did not change at all. It was not afraid or had any emotions. It just stared at Liang Xingyang strangely.
soon.
The ghost did not walk very fast. He walked straight to Liang Xingyang, mechanically raised his arm and grabbed him.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved, and with the same movement, he touched the ghost's palm.
Identical supernatural beings collide together.
However, the outcome of the supernatural confrontation was decided in an instant.
Under the terrible suppression, the ghost froze in place, like a corpse that could no longer move.
Liang Xingyang grabbed the ghost's wrist with all his strength and thought to himself: "There is a huge difference in dealing with a ghost who has 100% supernatural power and a ghost who only has 10% supernatural power. But if he doesn't do anything, Six When ten o'clock comes, even if I don't die in the hands of ghosts, I will probably transform into a new mirror ghost consciousness."
"But now, the future belongs to me."
Part 2. moment.
Slender cracks appeared in front of his eyes. With the attack of the curse that dismembered everything, the ghost's body was torn into a puddle of fine fragments in an instant, mixed with a large amount of blood and sprinkled all over. land.
Soon, the debris and blood turned dim and illusory and disappeared.
The iron law that ghosts cannot be killed does not seem to work in this world.
"Successful, this supernatural curse now belongs to me."
Withdrawing his palm, Liang Xingyang felt the changes in his body at this moment.
As the theft was completed, the solid body turned strangely illusory and became unreal.
The next second
Boom...
There was a loud thunder, and it seemed like the wail of a ghost...
A dark and deep gap opened on the dry face in the sky , a faint light from outside penetrated through the gap.
The sun in the left eye went out, the moon in the right eye dimmed, the dead gray skin covering the vast land split inch by inch, and the skinny arms the size of mountains collapsed.
After losing all its supernatural power, the fictional world fell into great destruction and became unreal.
But soon, the process of destruction was interrupted.
Liang Xingyang has followed the information reminder of the plan, dismembered part of his own supernatural power in time, and returned it to the world, so that the world can resume operation.
The supernatural power that escaped from the starving ghost quickly disappeared and became the nourishment for the evil ghost to resurrect again.
After a while, the ghost without fear attacked again.
As time goes by, ghosts are killed again and again and resurrected again and again. The curse of fictional everything is constantly being stolen, nine one, eighty two, seventy three, sixty four, five five.
“Let’s get started.”
A flash of madness flashed across Liang Xingyang’s eyes. He took one last look at the fragmented world and softly uttered a sentence: “You are not a starving ghost, you are a mirror ghost. .
After saying this, his face quickly turned pale, and his eyes The dark ink in his eyes quickly faded, and at the same time, his body began to fade irreversibly... Finally, he strangely changed back to his original self.
The ghost baby, the supernatural product, was still in the mirror space, and only the green-black ghost child emerged. It fell out of him, and it was the only ghost he ate.
Half of Liang Xingyang's face showed an indifferent smile without any warning, while the other half was expressionless.
He felt something was wrong with him. The emotions of a living person were melting like snow, as if he was about to die.
In addition to consciousness, the body is also emitting a faint silver light. The supernatural being is getting out of control and starting to undergo irreversible transformation.
This is the price of becoming a starving ghost and eating ghosts crazily, but it finally broke out.
Liang Xingyang is in action, sending the fallen ghost boy back into the mirror space inside his body to be imprisoned.
It was also at this time.
The ghost appeared again in his blurred vision.
It was the pale brown self from before. His eyes were dark and deep, but they revealed a hollow, numb, cold, and dead silence.
It looks like him before, but he is no longer him. But this ghost still possesses everything about him, including his memory.
At this point, Liang Xingyang had no fear in his heart and his expression was surprisingly calm. Then he opened his arms to welcome the fierce ghost walking towards him.
Finally, humans and ghosts came into contact.
The silver light emerging from his body became more and more brilliant, and his body quickly disappeared, turning into a silver light and blending into the ghost's body.
The methods used by ghosts to invade are very outdated, but they are still effective.
Soon.
A silver light appeared on the body of the fictional starving ghost. The light flickered on and off, flashing continuously.
A blue-black haze floated, constantly digesting the foreign matter that invaded the body.
A terrible supernatural confrontation suddenly broke out in the ghost's body.
The supernatural explosion began, and the ghost took two stiff steps, and then stopped moving, standing quietly on the spot as if sleeping.
It will stay here for a long time...a long time before the confrontation has a winner.
As time passed, unexpected things happened.
The world was shaken.
Ah...
The fragmented and withered human face covering the sky finally let out a wail, as if it had been wiped by a pair of palms, and quickly disappeared.
The power outside to erase all traces of the supernatural has broken through and penetrated into the fictional world, turning into a strong darkness sweeping across it. The land, mountains, rivers, cities and other fictional things have all disappeared.
In the end, the supernatural power that erased everything enveloped the only ghost.
And in the ancient house.
Zhang Dong's corpse was still waving his arms covered with corpses. Under repeated attacks, incomprehensible scenes happened to the targets of the attacks.
The face of the curled-up mummy seemed to have been forcibly erased, disappearing directly, replaced by an illusory ghost of a young man's face.
As soon as this face appeared, people on the roof screamed.
The second erasure appeared. The arm of the mummy was erased without leaving any trace. However, after disappearing, it was replaced by an illusory arm with fair skin.
The third blow, the fourth blow...
With each wave of the hand, the traces of the curled-up mummy left in the world became less and less, and all the bodies were almost completely erased out of thin air.
Instead.
It is an illusory figure curled up and sleeping. Judging from the appearance and physical characteristics, it can be vaguely distinguished that it is a young man.
On the roof.
Liang Wensong's breath was slightly stagnant, and he was confused by the scene he just spied on: "What happened inside?"
Wang Chaling looked confused and couldn't understand the meaning.
Ghosts cannot be killed, but why did Liang Xingyang appear instead of the erased huddled mummy?
Yang Jian made a thoughtful expression and had some guesses in his heart: "There should be something wrong with the carrier of the curse."
"This curled up mummy is just a supernatural being who cannot balance. The corpses left behind by those who were unlucky to be resurrected. After all, this level of supernatural power is beyond the control of ordinary ghost controllers. It is very difficult to master the balance.”
"Zhang Dong's attack is to erase all traces of the supernatural. Except for the body constructed by the supernatural, ordinary people's bodies cannot be preserved at all."
"That's it, the curse that lost its carrier has been replaced. a carrier, and this new carrier appears It’s the Mirror Ghost.”
Liang Wensong asked worriedly: “Is this situation good or bad? What should we do next?”
In the supernatural circle, almost no one can stand up to Zhang. The attack of the cave, even the aliens on the path of the ghost master are difficult to kill.
Under repeated erasure attacks, the alien consciousness of living people will directly fall into a long sleep. When they wake up, they may transform into a new ghost consciousness.
Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "We will do nothing until twelve o'clock in the evening."
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(End of this chapter)