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With that weird laugh, the Ghost King rushed towards me again. The claws were waving, and the props and clothes were slightly deformed due to the pull of his movements.

I didn't dodge, but took advantage of the Ghost King's charge, raised my hands, and grabbed both of his wrists.

Although he has unfathomable Yin Qi, which keeps changing into things like toy knives and toy guns, judging from the way his body moves, he still looks like a child. Even if he could fly, as a child, it wouldn't be difficult for me to catch him. Without the Yin Qi barrier in the shape of a broadsword, I could easily approach and grab his body.

The ability poured out and touched the Yin Qi in the Ghost King's body.

I clearly felt that the two forces were in conflict.

The devil COS suit formed by the layer of yin around the ghost king disappeared in one second, and the ghost king's face was revealed, with panic on his little face.

"Ah!" The Ghost King screamed like a child, kicking his legs and trying to struggle.

I can feel that his weak strength is really about the same as that of a five or six year old boy, not that powerful. But the Yin Qi that my ability comes into contact with is extremely huge. A more accurate statement may be that it is very dense. The Yin Qi in the Ghost King's body doesn't look like an intangible object or a gas, but something harder than flesh and blood.

My ability is weakening him, progress is slow.

The ghost king's scream was in his ears, and the toy people were shouting under his feet. From the corner of my eye, I saw them getting excited, waving their fists, and climbing up to the roof.

I pulled the Ghost King and flew up a little. Those toy people couldn't reach us and could only throw a few things into the sky.

The Yin Qi that the Ghost King had dispersed and changed the color of the light source flew up and reunited on the Ghost King.

This supplement only offsets my consumption of him.

The battle became a constant battle.

I gritted my teeth, ready to give it a go. This is the only method I can use.

The ability continues to enter the ghost king's body, reducing his yin energy layer by layer. I calculated that my ability should be enough to support me to completely eliminate him. Even if it's not enough, you have to hold on.

I was mentally prepared, but the other person seemed to be an ignorant child, still struggling in vain. He didn't cry loudly, he just screamed in panic.

The toy man below has a new movement, as if he is trying to build a ladder to come up.

This method is also a useless effort. I am now in a pure soul state, not in a dream, so there is no restriction on the object of possession. I can fly to very high places. In this small town established hundreds of years ago, there are no such tall buildings, no tools such as ladders, and no weapons such as firearms to deal with me. There isn't even a trebuchet here, and I haven't seen those toy people come out with slingshots or bows and arrows. Their thinking is very limited.

I focused my attention on the Ghost King and used my abilities without restraint.

I cut off a large part of the ghost king's Yin Qi. He stopped shouting and just stared at me angrily.

The toy man below changed his strategy and seemed to give up on the rescue. They punched each other and fought together, while onlookers cheered.

I glanced down and saw people running in the street.

The child's cry echoed throughout the town. A child was arrested.

I couldn't understand what they were trying to do. But I soon learned the answer.

Children were lifted up and dropped.

It was a brutal massacre. But this kind of massacre seems to have inspired the bloody nature of the young toy man. Their fight with each other became fierce. The whole town was thrown into a strange frenzy.

At the same time, I felt the Yin Qi growing.

I was taken aback and thought I was distracted and relaxed in the use of my abilities. But that's not the case. My consumption of the Ghost King can no longer keep up with the growth rate of his Yin Qi!

Although slowly, his Yin Qi is indeed growing!

Is it because of the actions of those toy people below?

Massacres and fights...are these the rules of the territory he rules?

I was instantly reminded of the original reality. It should be said that it was the original past...those strange toys that emerged from the forest, in addition to exaggerated thermal weapons, there were also terrifying-looking beasts, soldiers and other toys. Is that how those toys came about? What boys like, fighting with toys in their left and right hands, attacking toys with toys...

My heart tightened.

Under this kind of rules, the soul that enforces the rules will provide power to the ghost king.

My abilities can’t keep up!

In this case, I will definitely be the one killed in the end!

I became anxious.

But at this time, I couldn't spare any time to deal with the large number of toy people below. If I let go of the Ghost King, his Yin Qi recovery speed will become faster, and he can use the Yin Qi to construct a toy weapon and kill me in an instant.

If the thin people could realize this problem...

boom!

Suddenly, an explosion occurred in the underground town. I smelled the smoke, and the fire turned into fiery snakes, slithering through the streets.

The toy man caught fire and burned quickly.

I felt a surge of joy.

The ghost king controlled by his hand started shouting again. He looked at me resentfully, then turned to look in the direction of the street below.

Following the Ghost King's gaze, I saw the running figures of the thin man and the fat man. They ran to the outside of the fire circle. As they ran, they looked up into the sky, looking right at me.

The fire spread rapidly in this ancient town. There were no automatic fire extinguishers and no building materials to prevent burning. The town became a sea of ​​fire.

"It's useless." The Ghost King suddenly spoke, speaking for the first time.

"You can't kill me," he added.

I ignored it.

His Yin Qi was weakening and his spirit was becoming sluggish, but his expression was still so triumphant.

I quickly felt resistance.

My ability hit a barrier. That strange feeling was something I had never encountered before using my abilities.

"Look, I said, it's useless." The Ghost King laughed.

There were no more moans and screams in the burning sea of ​​fire. The entire town gradually collapsed in the sea of ​​fire and turned into scorched earth.

The Ghost King should have no source of power.

No...vehicle! The carrier of the ghost should still exist!

After Cheng Jiu arrived in the real world, he only became extremely weak but did not die. These ghost kings are probably different from ordinary ghosts. Some do not have a carrier, but some have a carrier.

This is the only explanation...

The Ghost King laughed.

I feel helpless.

If Wu Ling was here, he might be able to use some magic to seal the Ghost King. I can only rely on my own abilities...

The situation turned into an awkward impasse again.

I thought of Chen Xiaoqiu and the other two people who went looking for the cemetery. However, the ghost king's body is a boy, which does not match the story told by Lina. The way the Ghost King uses his abilities and the rules he established are similar to the past before the change. I don’t know how many twists and turns there are, but I am sure that Slim Man’s story and Lina’s story have become unbelievable.

Things are back to square one.

We still have to look for a carrier, just like looking for a needle in a haystack.

For a moment, I was a little whimsical, hoping that Wu Ling would fall from the sky.

Although I have not seen Wu Ling since entering this space, and there is no trace of her.

I was still whimsical, hoping that the old man with abilities I saw at the beginning would appear again. I don't know what kind of abilities he has, but they might come in handy.

What I expected didn't happen.

Something I didn't expect happened.

A gust of wind blew up out of nowhere. I saw the entrance and exit to a different space two or three stories high in the forest, suddenly appearing like that.