I, the crooked way in the American manga

Chapter 74
The whole of New York was panicked because of Gabriel's mistake.

Flushing, Gymnasium, Zhao Song narrowed his eyes.

In the block not far from the Gymnasium, I don’t know if there are undead. They chose to gather in the nearby block, hoping to gather into a tornado of undead.

dream!

Zhao Song would not just watch this happen.

He found a grand master's chair, and sat on the grand master's chair boldly.

People who come and go will feel very at ease as long as they see Zhao Song.

Zhao Song glanced over the blocks in the distance, counting carefully in his heart.

Nine hundred and six, nine hundred and seven, nine hundred and eight, nine hundred and nine, one thousand!
Well, it's 1000 people.

The treasure chest can be opened.

He glanced at the people around him and knew he couldn't leave.

Now he must be exposed in front of the public, so that he can calm down and not leave.

He is here, these talents will not mess up.

He is the Dinghaishenzhen in the sea.

So I can only open the treasure chest here!
Fortunately, the treasure chest was not a real treasure chest, a chest would not suddenly drop out in front of his eyes and ask him to open it!

Just open your mind.

But this time I was lucky, and I encountered this disaster. The next time I open the treasure chest, it will not be 3000 people.

It's five thousand!
Zhao Song felt that Jinmu Yuanjun's appetite was getting bigger and bigger.

But there is no way, learn art, don't shudder, five thousand is five thousand.

No bargaining skills either.

He opened the treasure chest, and it turned out to be a scientific ritual.

Zhao Song looked at it, first happy and then suspicious.

This, this doesn't look like a Daoist ceremony.

Not to mention the Guardian Spirit Officer and the Yellow Turban Warrior.

At the beginning, there was not even the Patriarch of Sanqing and Haotian God.

Isn't this big ceremony a bit of a joke?
Forget it, Zhao Song didn't lie to himself anymore.

This is not a big feast at all.

This is a method used by master Yin Yang to send ghosts back to their hometowns when they move people's graves.

Is this for him to accumulate merit?

The question is, is merit useful in this comic world?What kind of merit does this world of white people need?
Isn't it good to go straight and kill?

People don't believe this.

He's messing around on other people's territory, so he has to keep pace with the times, and he's just like the light!

Zhao Song calmed down and studied this scientific ritual carefully.

Wait, is there a loophole in this scientific instrument that can be exploited?

It is very simple.

Zhao Song narrowed his eyes.

This ritual of sending ghosts back to their hometowns can actually be called sending their souls back to their hometowns. The Taoist priest who first created this ritual is definitely a high-achieving, well-intentioned, kind-hearted person.

His idea was to use this method of opening the altar to send those souls who died in foreign lands back to their hometowns.

The problem is, these souls, undead, and ghosts who have been silent in New York for many years.

Do they have a hometown?

According to the clothes of some undead, Zhao Song judged that some of them were sailors who came here to make a living when New York first became a port.

Dead for at least a few hundred years.

Probably won't be able to send it back.

It is better to send them back to the west than to send them back home.

The efficiency of the soul-calling beads absorbing the undead in the sky above the head is always a bit low.

The surrounding undead are sucked up, and the rest of the undead don't come here.

On the side of the undead tornado, there are many undead.

But broke into the tornado.

Vulnerable to attacks from the undead.

Zhao Song looked up and saw that the Yin Python inside the Calling Soul Orb had turned into six, and was entangled with some undead.

Some undead saw the viciousness of the soul-calling orb, so they didn't come here at all.

There are a few bold ones that get shredded near here.

There are fewer and fewer undead coming this way, and the local undead are almost absorbed.

Not coming from afar.

If this scientific ritual is used, isn't there a way to invite the king into the urn?

"The appetite for this soul-calling pearl is really big. If it's not just me, I'll go to the mountain."

Zhao Song felt suddenly enlightened.

Jinmu Yuanjun is really a good leader.

She knew that she was not a high-ranking person, nor did she have an identity document, so it would be futile to use scientific rituals to hold a funeral ceremony.

People don't recognize it.

Who are you, are you familiar with it?You invite us to come and tell us to do whatever we want?
It's not easy for other gods to use this method.

Jinmu Yuanjun's method is actually the most useful.

Seeing this, Zhao Song immediately had a plan.

Since you are not coming, then I will trick you into coming.

When you come, whether you can leave or not is up to you.

Thinking of this, Zhao Song took off his glasses and waved to Little John.

Little John came soon. He was a little surprised when he heard what the master wanted, but he didn't ask carefully, and went to prepare right away.

Zhao Song continued to sit on the grand teacher's chair with great gold and bold axe, and used it as a needle for calming the sea.

I also have to say that the Poseidon Needle is really useful, and even Frank feels very relieved when he sees him sitting like this.

He doesn't understand things on the mysterious side.

But he could tell that Zhao Song hadn't done anything wrong, he was saving people, and that was enough.

If he wasn't a bad guy, he wouldn't blow Zhao Song's head off.

As for Angela seeing her sister, she found that her sister didn't intend to leave the gym.

"This is the safest place."

She vowed to tell her sister.

Angela looked at her sister's swearing look, and she even wondered if her sister had joined some Amway organization, but she didn't dare to say with so many people here.

Her bullets can't wipe out so many people.

The entire gymnasium is in order.

Those who come here to burn incense will leave through the back door after burning.

Make sure there are no people blocking the front.

But the people behind were also reluctant to leave too far away, and some of them went around from behind to the front.

Form an Ouroboros.

They feel it is the safest place and don't want to leave.

The same is true.

This is indeed the safest place, after all, they cannot enter other safe places.

Those people don't need believers, and they don't care much about the lives of ordinary people.

Little John hurriedly collected things.

The rest had absolutely no idea what he was looking for.

Zhao Song sat on the chair, his eyes finally fell on the "new sun" in the sky, which should be the place where the head of the black wizard group and the angel fought.

Logically, their struggle should be almost over.

Either the head of the Black Wizards killed Gabriel, which is extremely unlikely.

Either Gabriel killed the head of the black wizard group, which is very likely.

Why is Gabriel so dawdling, why hasn't he killed the head of the black wizard group?

The difference in strength between them has reached such a small point?
For this reason, Gabriel also wanted to know.

Why, why is the power of God on his side constantly weakening, and his power has less and less effect on the head of the black wizard group in front of him!
"Father Almighty."

He prayed for his father's strength, but his father's strength became weaker and weaker.

Fear seized his heart.

He felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Are you like this now? If you only have this power, then I'm sorry, your father will definitely see my next move."

The head of the black wizard group was very satisfied in his eyes.

He knew that he and his plan had worked.

He just needs to press harder, and Gabriel is on the way of the fallen angel, gone forever!
He wants Gabriel to fall!

let's start!

plan!

The head of the black wizard group suddenly stretched out his hand, and the blood on his body evaporated instantly, turning him into a skeleton!
Those black mist turned into small mosquitoes, and rushed towards New York.

"Now, you will see the scariest living corpses roaming the city!
All people infected by my blood will become living corpses.

After they die, they will sacrifice their flesh and blood to summon that lord.

As long as there is enough time, these people will call him back! "

Even if there was only one skeleton left, he spoke with infinite malice.

"No!"

Gabriel let out a loud cry, and immediately, his strength increased steadily!
He renounced the power of the Father.

Under the fear, he didn't know where he got the power from. If he knew that the source of the power came from the giant beast, he might be even more frightened!

The power of dark recovery comes from the giant beast!
The horror that the head of the black wizard group wants to summon is also a giant beast!
In fear, he used power that did not belong to him.

Gabriel gained the power of a giant beast, and countless dark bloodshots emerged from under his skin, criss-crossing his body and face.

After seeing all this, the head of the black wizard group finally let out a relieved laugh, which echoed throughout New York.

He did it.

His plan with that person was finally completed!

The only thing he has to do now is to imprison Gabriel for a period of time!
Thinking of this, all the bones on his body began to proliferate, and in his dark power, there was also a very magical power vaguely.

That is divine, the power of God.

This is the so-called combination of yin and yang!

This kind of power is enough to imprison Gabriel for a period of time.

What he wants is this period of time!
(End of this chapter)