Chapter 196 Special Effects
"Two guests, this hospital is very evil. There are unclean things. If you encounter any trouble, please call the police in time."
I have to say that taxis in Neon are really expensive, about six times as much as taxis in Shanghai on average, but since they charge so much money, the service will naturally be more attentive.
Wang Yi and the others didn't say anything when they came to such a remote and dark place at night. Instead, they gave them a kind reminder and gave them their business cards after they dropped them off.
If the two of them don't have a car to call when they come back, they can look for him.
"Thank you, we just came to take a look."
Judging from the driver's expression, you can probably tell that this is not the first time he has brought customers to a place like this. As the taxi left, the abandoned hospital in front of him seemed a bit eerie.
There are some construction sites that have been suspended nearby. The lights in the farther places are actually bright, but it makes this place feel isolated for some reason.
Wang Yi also squinted his eyes when he saw the hospital. Compared with Junichiro Inoue at school, Wang Yi couldn't find him immediately. Wang Yi felt the problem here when he was outside the hospital.
It's not that there is something very strong. In this kind of lazy demon environment, except for those who rely on the power of will to protect them, no matter how strong the spirit body is, it is nothing if it does not have a supporting body created by itself.
Wang Yiyou feels that just because this hospital has had a large number of abnormal deaths, coupled with the blessing of its own environment, it gives people a quite malicious feeling.
Not to mention people like Gu Qianqian, even ordinary people would subconsciously feel nauseated when they come here.
Wang Yi went to the hospital specifically to find the resentful spirits, but normally some natural spirits are born. Unlike here, most of the deaths and injuries were 'in vain'.
"What hospital was this before?"
Wang Yi adjusted his earphones and asked Lin Shiqin.
"The mental hospital was abandoned because of a fire. Everyone died and no one survived, so it remains abandoned to this day."
Lin Shiqin replied as quickly as possible.
"Oh, that must be a black shop. I got retribution for creating something."
Wang Yi smiled. As the sky darkened and lost the protection of the sun, it was clear that messy black shadows emerged from the shadows of the hospital.
It seemed that many tentacles were spreading wildly.
It is either a natural spirit or a resentful spirit, but it is an unconscious collection formed by too many unnecessary deaths. In traditional metaphysics, it is evil spirit, and for Wang Yi, it is the breath of the undead.
Because this kind of thing can contaminate even resentful spirits, but it lacks the means to actively guide and harm people. It is easy to make people sick, and then stimulate some extreme inner emotions. If there are no personal problems, it will not do much harm.
Generally speaking, if the hospital is blown up and exposed to the sun, it will disappear. However, if it spreads out at night, people nearby may easily get sick, and people with depression may easily commit suicide.
But just when Wang Yi thought of this, he looked at the four corners of the hospital.
Good guy, four golden strange-looking spirits appeared there, seeming to be blocking the road to the hospital.
And sure enough, with the obstruction of these four strange-looking spirits, those tentacles were unable to leave the scope of the hospital at all, and were all bitten and devoured by those golden spirits.
Gu Qianqian obviously saw it too, and quickly whispered to Wang Yi
"I didn't see them last time. I saw one of them at the shrine."
"Things like this can't appear during the day. They should only come at night. Junichiro, do you know them?"
"I know a little bit. The gods of these shrines will come out to capture spirits at night. I almost got caught. It seems that they will deal with this kind of thing specially."
After hearing Junichiro's words and the performance of these things in front of him, Wang Yi understood why Neon appeared so frequently, but there was still no problem.
They form a set of cycles and balance among themselves, which can be regarded as a spontaneous coping experience they have left over the years.
These grass-headed gods who receive offerings at the shrine may do some inspections driven by their wishes.
Some of the legends spread by neon and the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts may have actually happened.
However, Wang Yi just took one look at these four grass-headed gods and lost any interest.
The mixed willpower makes them form a kind of thing that can only follow instinctive mechanical actions, and its strength is actually about the same as that of a wraith. In fact, none of the four can reach the level of Lin Shiqin and Cheng Xue, but there are many. It’s just the protection and drive of the will.
But...
Wang Yi raised his hand, and four magic lines were outlined from the air, and then he drove directly into the bodies of the four grass-headed gods, completing the capture and enslavement in an instant!
If there is no self-awareness, there will be no answer. The answering machine is the answering machine. It is better than nothing, and it will also be divided into one to deal with the inherent shortcomings and mail it to Antoine as a supplement.
The four golden grass-headed gods didn't even react at all, and were directly held by Wang Yi in his hand, and then sealed into the silver pendant.
Originally, Gu Qianqian was talking about whether to withdraw or not, and Junichiro Inoue was also a little scared, but in the end, he saw this kind of operation in front of him?
God?
That's it?
Is the god too weak, or is this person too strong...
After putting these grass-headed gods away, Wang Yi also raised his fingers when he looked at the undead aura that had spread out. The magic rhombus crystals he carried in his personal space surged out, forming a three-dimensional magic circle with a radius of several meters in his spiritual vision. It spread instantly and appeared above Wang Yi.
The next moment, a hallelujah-like chant seemed to appear in the ears of both Gu Qianqian and Junichiro, and a white angel seemed to appear in the sky above the hospital and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Then all the gloomy atmosphere in the originally gloomy hospital was instantly eliminated!
Part of this white light seems to directly enter the visible light field, and it seems that it can be seen from a distance!
Gu Qianqian and Junichiro both entered the dumbfounded mode, holy shit!
The style of painting has changed!
Was that the phantom of an angel just now? It's an angel!
It feels like the light of heaven is shining down, clearing away the ominousness of the world!
The abandoned hospital, which was originally gloomy, suddenly felt warm and heart-warming. It was obviously still the same hospital, with the same layout, and the appearance had not changed at all, but there was such a sharp contrast. What kind of illusion was this?
"Let's go, this smell is not good."
Wang Yi greeted Gu Qianqian and turned around to leave. If he were in another world, he might collect these because they could help the undead army and strengthen their arms.
But it's really useless here. Strengthening the resentful spirits can also strengthen them, but it will make them stupid. I don't want to form an army of resentful spirits to fight. What I want is rational resentful spirits. This kind of thing is completely It's negative and useless.
Maybe he has already assimilated several resentful spirits, which is really a waste.
Neon is actually a good place, but we still need to ensure its reproducibility.
Well, as for the top-level purification magic that is different from the style of the Necromancer, it is actually not surprising. Wang Yi has even caught the presiding judge, so his hands are quite normal.
He just started out as a necromancer, not just in necromancy...
The magic power consumption is really not small. In the past, Wang Yi would not waste it like this. He would rather go in and slowly rely on his blood and magic to clean it up.
However, since the mage tower was formed and the magic crystal began to have spare charge, Wang Yi became accustomed to carrying one in his personal space.
Powerful physical destruction may be a bit troublesome, but this kind of pure purification is much simpler. After all, these dirty things themselves are also very weak.
Moreover, the visual effects are full twice, so Gu Qianqian should be a little interested...
————Second update~
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