Chapter 100 Inhuman
"Wen Zhong, are you still alive?" Wang Muyou looked at Wen Zhong standing in the middle of the room and asked with some concern.
"For the time being... I can't die yet..."
At this time, the gray light in the ghost realm dissipated, and the whole room became dark again. Wen Zhong just stood there straight. There was movement, and the ghost pupils between the brows had closed as the flesh squirmed.
His face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat fell down his forehead like rain. He felt like needles were pricking his whole body, and he couldn't even move a finger. His mind was filled with mixed sounds of electricity, stimulating him. nerves.
Upon closer inspection, Wen Zhong's exposed skin was covered with strange gray-white palm prints, which were also covered with a thin layer of squirming velvet, and the blood was mixed with an unknown green-yellow liquid and flowed down his body. Drop by drop fell on the ground.
Fang Diyuan is not much better, his right hand is showing a weird twist, and the dark curse has been slowly climbing up his arm.
What’s even weirder is that the darkness around him seems to be alive, rushing towards his body crazily, as if it wants to merge with him, eroding his body rapidly, < br>
Fully half of Fang Diyuan's originally handsome face was stained with black. A blood line separated the left and right sides. The normal left half of his face was full of pain, but the dark right half of his face showed a trace of pain. A cruel and weird smile.
The next moment, darkness completely covered Fang Diyuan's figure, and he disappeared instantly.
All this happened so fast that Wang Muyou didn't have time to stop him. Fang Diyuan was already dragged into the darkness. He gritted his teeth and glanced at Wen Zhong, who was still standing there, and quickly took out the short knife in his arms. Run towards the place where Fang Diyuan disappeared.
"Damn it...don't go there...it's a trap..."
Wen Zhong's body was shaking, and he tried for a long time before he managed to spit out such words intermittently from his mouth, the battle with Chu Du It seemed short-lived, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. His current state could be said to be on the verge of reviving the evil ghost.
About ten minutes have passed since Wang Muyou rushed into the darkness with a knife. During this period, it has been quiet, no sound was heard, and the darkness seemed to isolate everything.
Wen Zhong wanted to call the two of them, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and he couldn't say a word.
Then he tried to use the ghost pupil to peek several times, but since being spliced with the ghost fungus, the ghost pupil seemed to have cataracts and could not see clearly through the darkness.
And his own condition is extremely poor, his balance has been broken, and he is now on the verge of the ghost's resurrection.
Wen Zhong didn't take the initiative to take back the ghost realm just now, but he really couldn't hold it anymore. If he uses the power of the ghost again, he may really revive.
The most fatal thing is that when he just killed Chu Du, he used the power of the radio for the third time. At this time, the sound of electricity kept ringing in his mind, like a reminder. Stirring his nerves.
Borrowing the power of the radio is like borrowing a loan shark with extremely high interest rates. It can only solve urgent needs. If it cannot be repaid later, the end may be more terrifying than death.
"Damn it, if I don't think of a way anymore, I'm afraid I will really be killed by this ghost."
At this moment, Wen Zhong suddenly thought of something, and the flesh on his forehead tore again, Ghost pupils appeared along with the dead gray light.
The ghost realm reappeared, but this time the target of the ghost realm was himself.
“I have tried to peer into myself with ghost eyes before, but found nothing. Now that I think about it, this terrifying corpse and the weird radio are probably in a deeper ghost realm just like the balloon ghost. "
Now he wants to use the two layers of ghost realm to peer into himself and find the supernatural source of this radio. Of course, the biggest purpose is to control the ghost corpse in his body.
Now that the supernatural balance in his body has been broken, he urgently needs to control the second ghost to achieve a new balance. Looking around, there is no ghost around who can better meet his conditions than the ghost corpse in his body.
Wen Zhong is not sure whether he can succeed, and he may even be controlled by this radio in turn. After all, controlling a ghost is not something that can be accomplished by just talking.
Before, he was able to control the new ghost fungus only by relying on the radio and a little luck, otherwise he would be dead now.
Wen Zhong reluctantly used two layers of ghost realm to wrap his body. Under the prying eyes of ghost eyes, he found that his body was actually highly necrotic, and his survival to this day was entirely dependent on the support of supernatural power.
Then his eyes continued to sink along the ghost realm, and a vague outline of a radio appeared in his sight.
"We have reached the limit, but we still haven't seen the ghost corpse. Does this mean that it is in a deeper ghost realm?"
Wen Zhong's heart sank. He did not expect that the radio was in the ghost realm. In terms of level, it is actually not as good as the ghost corpse, but the most important thing is that this also means that his plan to control the ghost corpse has gone bankrupt.
Just when Wen Zhong was about to invade the ghost realm where the radio was located in his body, the sound of electricity echoing in his mind connected in series again.
It’s just that this time it was not connected into words, but a burst of screams. The plaintive voice seemed to be the wailing of a person on the verge of death. The voice was full of supernatural power. Only this time Wen Zhong His head fell straight down as if he had been hit by a hammer.
Just when Wen Zhong's consciousness was lost and his mind was dizzy, the grave mound made of ghost fungi on the side suddenly moved twice, as if the person lying inside was about to come out.
Chu Du is still alive!
The moment he saw this scene, this horrifying thought couldn't help but appear in Wen Zhong's mind.
Because the ghosts in the ghost controllers who died before were suppressed by this weird Ping An Inn, he naturally thought that Chu Du was dead.
But, is this really the case?
Wen Zhong reluctantly turned his eyes and looked towards the darkness on the other side. Fang Diyuan had no doubt that the evil ghost had revived, but Wang Muyou had not made any movement until now, so it was probably more ominous than good.
Is it possible that if the ghost master dies in this place, the evil ghost in his body will not be suppressed?
The grave made of ghost fungus trembled for a few times and then returned to calm. It seemed that the evil ghost lying in the grave was suppressed again.
However, all this has nothing to do with Wen Zhong, and he has no energy left to take care of other things.
The wailing sound was still echoing in his mind. This sound was very similar to the sound of the ghost head controlled by Chu Du, but if you listen carefully, you can still find many differences. It may be called a degraded version.
“Wait.”
Wen Zhong suddenly thought of something again. He still remembered that when he first stepped here, he saw a scarlet candle in the other person's hand. The green candlelight from that candle could even block the invasion of his ghost domain.
However, Chu Du's candle has been buried in his grave, but Wen Zhong still has another one. Although he doesn't know if it is the same kind of candle, he has no choice now. (End of this chapter)