Chapter 69 The music of death begins to play
The realm of paper is torn open.
The ground seemed to open up into an abyss, with blue light shining out from inside.
Everyone stared at the hole in a daze, with some fear in their hearts, as if something was about to come out.
The next second.
A huge hand stretched out from inside and slammed onto the ground. The thick hair on its five fingers rolled, and there were eyes mixed in the hair, which was very scary.
Then, a pair of horns emerged from inside.
With two hands, a bear with blue flames burning all over climbed out of it, like a demon king from hell.
The compassion and anger on the ground is jumping and rolling.
Countless innocent souls are crying, and eyes are flying throughout the sky.
The sound of nursery rhymes filled my ears.
The devil bear climbed out of the paper hell with two horns on his head.
The whole body was burning with flames, and nursery rhymes resounded throughout the sky, as if to welcome the king who had returned from hell.
"The strength of the Demon Bear has skyrocketed again?"
On the rooftop, Zhang Miao and others looked at the Demon Bear in surprise.
Although this was Zhang Miao's first time seeing a magic bear, judging from the official records, including Zhang Tao's retellings.
This is a red teddy bear, more than three meters tall, with red flames and eyeballs all over its body. Its fear level is only level three to four.
And this thing in front of me
has two horns on its head, and the fear level is probably not lower than level six. Are you telling me that it has gone from level three to nearly level six in less than half a month?
What kind of weird growth attribute is this? Isn’t it too scary?
Xu Qing nodded and hurriedly took out a notebook to record: "The growth attributes of the demon bear are too scary. It must be recorded and reported to the official. Otherwise, if he continues at his level, it will not be long before it becomes a disaster."
The scary thing is not that a special-level weirdo will be a disaster as soon as it is born, but the scary thing is that it can have disaster-level growth attributes.
roar--
Zhang Yi stood in front of the paper hell, put down his hands suddenly, and roared forward.
Countless innocent souls and eyeballs flew out of his throat.
The paper slowly took on the shape of an actor.
The actor is huge, with ten heads and twenty hands on his upper body, countless legs on his lower body, and the weapons in his hands are even more different.
She sneered and pointed the Guan Gong knife upward to watch Zhang Miao and others: "They are all weird and demons. Why are they killing each other? Isn't our target this group of dirty and disgusting humans?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi slowly turned back and looked towards the rooftop, blinking countless pairs of eyes together.
Everyone upstairs was so frightened that they trembled.
Zhang Miao squeezed her hands tightly together. She knew that the only hope now was for the demon bear and the actor to kill each other, otherwise they would never survive.
Fear spread in the air, absorbed by countless eyeballs, and passed into Zhang Yi's body.
Zhang Yi opened his hands, took a deep breath like a king, and showed an expression of enjoyment.
Turning back, the corners of his mouth were torn to the base of his ears. When he was talking, the actor standing opposite could even see the eyeballs in his mouth.
"Fear is really the most beautiful taste in the world."
"I am a devil, the devil of all creatures, including you. They are useless to me. It is better to convey fear. But you are different. I want to taste your fear with my own mouth, and then eat you with my own mouth."
"Understand?"
Two special strange people were communicating, and the night watchman upstairs was trembling.
The Demonic Bear has never been defined as some kind of weird. Now, Zhang Miao is more certain that it is a neutral-level weird.
He only takes action for his own goals, whether they are humans, ghost masters, or weird ones.
"In that case, then go and die." The actor sneered, and there was a suona sound all around, and then, the space continued to change. A burst of flame appeared on its body, and it opened its mouth and spit it out.
The flames came towards Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi didn't move, letting the flames burn him, but he felt very relaxed.
He knelt down and put his hand into the newly torn hole.
Then he pulled out suddenly, pulled out the hellfire, and pulled it with both hands.
Hellfire became a stick.
He turned around and waved playfully: "Start enjoying it."
"The lamentation of the weeper, the music of death begins to play."
When the music starts, the little bear smiles, and life or death is unpredictable.
Zhang Yi stepped hard, and his compassion and anger spurted out, cracking a dozen cracks inside.
The Guan Gong knife in the actor's hand swung violently, cutting a section of the ground in front of him. The cut ground was cut off directly and fell into the endless abyss.
Zhang Yi's feet were in the air, and his body began to fall downwards, but as he stepped out.
Countless eyeballs gathered at his feet.
"This is your strange realm, and this is also my kingdom. I am the king! King of Fear, please start your compassion."
Stepping on the bridge made of eyeballs, he came one step at a time.
He waved the hellfire in his hand violently, and the flames burned, and countless innocent souls roared above.
. . . . . .
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw two special weirdos fighting.
Zhang Miao sighed and began to look for a way to crack the mysterious realm.
At the same time, many ghost masters also appeared in the outside world.
Red heels, white rope club.
The deputy ministers of the two major H City clubs are here.
Doctors from the government are also waiting here. Not only are there many ghost masters, but even the mechanical equipment used to deal with weirdness in the laboratory has been moved here.
"The latest news is that the demon bear may have entered it. Two strange auras collided with each other, and cracks appeared in the strange realm, but there is another force blocking it and it cannot be opened at all."
The doctor nodded and pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
He said in a deep voice: "The cracks in this mysterious realm should be caused by the impact of the actor. It was either done by the demon bear or Zhang Miao and the others. It is impossible to tear it open by force. It can only be done by letting people Go in."
As he spoke, he turned back to look at the people from the two major clubs.
The two were silent for a while: "We can send people in, but I hope you can abide by what the doctor promised us before."
The doctor smiled coldly: "Of course, go in, rescue the people, and collect the materials from the demon bear."
Only by collecting materials can we better study the demon bear and get rid of the eyes of desolation on Lu Liangbing and others.
This Eye of Desolation does not seem to be the power of rules, and it is difficult to smooth it out without a level A or above ghost master.
Even if Grade A takes action to smooth out the Eye of Desolation, the person being cast will become the caster's ghost slave, which is strictly prohibited by the Night Watch official.
"Okay." The two deputy ministers nodded, and four ghost masters came out from behind.
Their strength is all C.
There is no shortage of ghost watchers in this world, especially among the people. On the contrary, the number of official night watchmen is relatively small.
Because the ghost master will not live long after all, it is better to live for yourself than to live for others.
(End of chapter)