Ghost Shelter System

Morning is dusk, which may be a good day for a painter.

The desolate feeling is suitable for stimulating inspiration. The doomsday elegiac scenery may be the loneliness that painters pursue, but as a fairy tale author, Carter doesn't like it very much.

"Ansberg, how many more days will this city die?"

"There are 5 days left, sir. I can't wait. By then we can make fun of the Holy See."

After Anshibai finished speaking, Carter nodded with satisfaction.

Doesn't the Holy See like redemption? He wants to see how this situation can be saved.

There were still five days until Ragnarok, and Carter was very leisurely. Hearing that Hel, the queen of the underworld of Heim who was even more notorious than himself, had been invited, Carter made a special trip to change his clothes and drive to meet her.

In the eastern suburbs, not far from Lachaise Cemetery, in a manor.

A very deep manor, surrounded by several farms, with an old castle on the back of the mountain.

As soon as he got out of the car, an unfriendly smell hit his face. Carter wrinkled his nose, looked at the bodyguards of the manor and said, "You dirty lichs are really unpleasant."

Next to him, if there were other people present, they would think Carter's words were a bit incomprehensible, because the few bodyguards present neither looked like bodyguards nor lichs, just like a few motorcycle gangs.

The giant hammer was in his hand, and the motorcycle roared on his crotch. The leader wore sunglasses and stood in front of Carter with his chest raised. Carter covered his nose, and Anshi Bai next to him pushed him away with a gentle push.

"Get out of here! I don't like the smell of you, and I hate it even more!"

Carter walked straight to the villa. On the first floor, several shameless lichs were having fun. The rough and primitive atmosphere filled the air. Carter turned a blind eye. When he reached the second floor, he was blocked by two lichs carrying shotguns.

"stop!"

Carter stood still.

"The Queen is resting inside." The Lich said expressionlessly.

Anshibai moved his neck and wrist, preparing to argue, but Carter was not impatient. Fortunately, he found that the smell on the second floor finally did not have the pungent smell of smelly meat, so he sat down on the sofa at the door.

"My lord has taken time off to see Queen Hel. You'd better go in and report. We are very pressed for time."

After An Shibai finished speaking, he found that the two lichs ignored him and picked up the lich's collar, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

The Lich lowered his head and rolled his eyes at him: "If you want to die, go yourself."

"FxxK!"

Anshi Bai pushed away the lich and sat on the sofa.

"Sir, it seems that there are a lot of people coming from the underworld of Heim." Ansberg paused, "The two lichs just now were not disturbed by me. They must be the Dukes."

"Well, Hel has always liked ostentation. Since she is traveling, it is normal to use a Lich noble as a bodyguard. Otherwise, it would not be enough to highlight her status."

Carter said, and Einsberg curled his lips.

Suddenly, Carter said: "Are there zombies coming to Wuwu Country?"

Anshibai shook his head: "I don't know. Our people have been completely out of contact, so the intelligence has been interrupted. Now the only people we can contact in the city are Azazel and Sang Yangsha. Speaking of Azazel, then The boy is still hanging around Van Helsing all day long, which is quite attentive."

Carter smiled and nodded: "After all, Azazel can't hide in the dark all the time. It's a good thing to have more contact with Van Helsing. In the future, if you walk in the sunshine, you will have to rely on Van Helsing's nod."

"But we have handed over the Holy Soul Cult to Van Helsing, so there is no need to continue to please him... Anyway, we are just using each other."

"Use? Why don't I think so?"

Anshibai turned away. The Pope is good at everything, but he likes to do business at a loss. Since he is taking advantage, letting Van Helsing become the Pope is already a loss. Van Helsing will definitely take the opportunity to eliminate some of their influence.

The two waited for about an hour. Finally, the door opened and the two bodyguards said: "The Queen invites Mr. Carter to come in."

When you walk in, the atmosphere is grand, like a medieval palace.

Long table, silver candlesticks, lit candles.

"Since you're here uninvited, I don't have to hold a banquet for you. Carter, long time no see."

A witch sat in the front seat, with blue skin and rotten scars, but it was covered by flowers. The flowers seemed to be sewn on the skin, maybe just to cover the ugly scars underneath.

Hel is very beautiful, more specifically, very feminine, at least half of her body is very feminine. The other half was covered with gorgeous clothes, and it was unclear whether it was shriveled skin or white bones.

Judging from her exposed body, she has a hot figure and is not afraid of exposure. The few good-looking male lichs next to her may be her lovers. After seeing An Shibai, Hull inadvertently raised his eyebrows and asked An Shibai Shibai took a few steps back.

Carter then smiled and said: "Dear Her Majesty the Queen, you are still as beautiful as ever. Please forgive me for interrupting."

"You and I are acquaintances, so there's no need to be too polite. Carter, tell me, what's the matter here?"

"I just came here to see how strong the queen is. You know that the Ghost Council has encountered a lot of trouble this time. I couldn't bear to see Van Helsing in a hurry, so I gave the Holy Soul Cult to him. According to the Ghost Council's attitude towards us in the past, This time he will definitely purge a group of my lovely followers, and I want to make up for these losses from you."

Straight to the point, the atmosphere turned cold.

Carter said politely, and the lovers beside Queen Hel stood up straight, their expressions gradually gloomy.

From us... make up for the losses?

It is true that they are lovers, but they are also powerful lichs in the underworld of Helm. The human in front of me actually wants to recover his losses from the Queen. Is he crazy?

Hull was also taken aback, and suddenly chuckled when he heard what Carter said so straightforwardly.

"I like your honesty, so now that you have seen it, how strong am I? Are you sure you can make up for your losses from me?"

Carter smiled like a gentleman: "The queen is still a natural disaster-level lich and very powerful. So I'll take a step back. I need to ask for some lichs from you as blood soul knights. Just give me 200 marquises." .”

200 people? !

Or a marquis-level lich? It’s equivalent to purple stiffness!

The low-level lichs suffered heavy losses after the last photoshoot in Helm's underworld, and there were not many marquis-level lichs left in total. They were all reserve forces.

Hull's smile faded and he held his head with one hand: "In other words, are you sure you can beat me?"

Carter smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, why do you think I will fight with you? I just want some people to maintain the normal operation of the Holy Soul Religion."

Hull suddenly turned his palm, and a humanoid shadow appeared. With a finger thrust in, Anshibai suddenly felt that something was wrong with his whole body.

He had breathing problems, ulcers appeared on his skin, his eyes were blurred, and his body felt hot. He looked at the symptoms on his hands and said in disbelief: "Plague..."

Anshibai fell on the table, trying to hold back his twitching, but unfortunately he couldn't.

Carter calmly took out a piece of paper.

Tear--

With a swift movement, around Hel, seven disdainful looking lovers were torn in half and fell to the ground.

"what are you doing!"

Hull stood up suddenly and slapped the table.

Carter said blankly: "Of course...kill them..."

The lichs on the ground were horrified. They had never seen such evil magic before. Their vitality was so strong that they were still crawling on the ground. Hel finally pulled out his fingers from the phantom villain.

Anshi Bai escaped from death and took a big breath.

"I promise you. Restore them." Hel's face was solemn.

Carter smiled gently, walked to Hel, and whispered: "I really can't do this. I'm sorry, Her Majesty, please don't be angry. After all, it's just as easy for me to kill you as it is to kill them. Don't mess with me, okay."

Carter kissed Hel's cheek gently and turned to leave: "It's settled. 200 people, one is a lot! As a gift, I will send Sang Yangsha over to be your lover. Believe me, that's What a great guy, the saints from the Holy Soul Sect have complained to me many times."

Hull: "..."

She has long heard that Carter is a lunatic, and anyone dares to mess with this man!

He seems to be an ordinary evil villain, but he especially likes to deal with dangerous people. Even...lived until now.

"Carter, you will regret your recklessness today!"

Carter turned his head and smiled harmlessly: "Don't be like this, Your Majesty, the Holy Soul Cult is your forever friend. Promise me not to hurt the harmony between you and me because of these bastards."

Carter left, and the atmosphere was depressing.

On the ground, Queen Hel looked back and found that the seven lichs were intact and did not appear to be torn in half.

She was slightly stunned, mirage?

It's just that the seven lichs seemed to have been traumatized by obstacles and could no longer control half of their bodies. After the disaster, they all breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that they had become useless and roared again, cursing Carter who was leaving.

Until Anshibai sat in the car, he still felt unreal.

"Did I just almost get killed?"

Carter nodded: "Hell is a natural disaster-level lich. It is normal for her to kill you easily. Her specialty is plague witchcraft. Moreover, Hel of this generation died in the Black Death. For plague, it may be better than Hull of any generation knows it all too well.”

"Then how did she survive?"

"I don't know. I only know that she was buried in the crevices of the ice fields in Northern Europe. If she hadn't taken care of the descendants of the Holy Soul Cult for generations, I would have dissected her and studied her."

…

…

There are still 5 days until Ragnarok.

Qin Kun's search for Mu Shen failed yesterday. Xu Facheng, Miao Shan, and Mo Wuji didn't come back in the evening, and they couldn't be contacted. He felt that things were a bit complicated these days.

This city is becoming more and more like a cocoon. They are bound by thousands of threads and cannot break free. It seems that they really have to wait for the last moment before the winner can break out of the cocoon and leave this ghost place.

When I woke up, it was still dusk outside.

Time flies so fast now, which is equivalent to half the time being lost every day.

Fortunately, you only need half the sleep time to feel full of energy.

"Senior Brother Qin, do you want to go out today?"

Downstairs in the hotel, Shuo Yue asked.

Qin Kun nodded: "Is something wrong?"

"The three senior brothers Xu Facheng didn't come back last night. I'm worried that it's in danger for you to go out."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Kun didn't think Xu Facheng and the others would be killed. Even if they were killed, they wouldn't be so silent.

"And..." Shuo Yue hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

"Your three friends fell into a deep sleep."

Haiquin, Fayoutan, and Yingmu remained in a state of suspended animation. Qin Kun had already seen them and said, "It's hard for them."

Shuo Yue opened her mouth but said nothing. Next to her, Zhao Feng came over and said with a chuckle: "Qin Heigou, are you making things difficult for them? Stop making trouble. It should be us who are making things difficult."

Qin Kun didn't understand: "Donkey, why do you say that?"

Donkey?

Zhao Feng's cheeks turned red with anger: "Please call me Chief Zhao in front of Junior Sister Shuo Yue from now on. You are also the head of Fuyu Mountain, why are you so rude?"

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and looked at it with disdain.

Isn't it polite for you to call me Qin Heigou?

"Stop talking nonsense, don't talk, don't say, I'm leaving, there are still things to do."

Zhao Feng stopped Qin Kun and said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth. Fohai discovered what happened. He felt that your three friends couldn't hold on any longer and seemed to want to kill someone."

Qin Kun was shocked: "Seriously?"

Fohai has been ignored by everyone, but Qin Kun believes in Fohai's judgment. When he was in India, he saw Fohai seize the Buddha Wheel and advance to the Super Class. Although it was only for a while, it also proved the potential of the crazy monk.

"Of course, seriously, I have never seen Fohai so serious. Now this guy looks at your three friends every day..."

"Let's find some time to let them go..."

"They're going to kill people."

Qin Kun smiled bitterly. If he let his friends go, they would kill the civilians, but if he kept them, they would starve to death. The prophet and the high priest of the Holy See really gave themselves a big problem.

What a fucking situation.

"If they really can't help it, they'll kill them here. You can't stop them."

Qin Kun felt tired, so he might as well destroy it.

After the car left, Zhao Feng looked at Shuo Yue: "Does he look down on the three of us?"

He was referring to him, Shuo Yue, and Fo Hai.

Zhao Feng felt that an oil tycoon, a beautiful woman, and a weirdo were not considered strong, right? That oil tycoon, he could knock down three of them with one move.

Shuo Yue was also a little dissatisfied, but still obeyed: "Listen to Senior Brother Qin. After all, we are all friends."

…

Qin Kun felt that since the countdown to dusk began, he had encountered fewer hosts.

I don’t know why, but I drive around the streets and never see one or two people in a day.

Miao Shan, Xu Facheng, and Mo Wuji couldn't get through on the phone, but Nie Huzi could still get through. I heard Nie Huzi said that he had dealt with more than 20 hosts yesterday, including five at the Huangquan level. He was a little tired. Qin Kun felt that there seemed to be a problem somewhere.

The eyes of the sky are open, and the whole city is filled with spiritual power fluctuations. No specific person can be seen. It must be blocked by certain laws of the 'Twilight Realm'. After all, this is also one of the formations.

Not seeing those hosts, Qin Kun stopped looking for them and drove around blindly.

In the southeast of the city, which is relatively remote and not far from the Sion Monastery, Qin Kun parked his car on the side of the road and sat in a daze at the gate of a farm in the suburbs.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Behind him, Niu Meng appeared.

Qin Kun turned around: "Why did you come out?"

"I smell something similar." Niu Meng replied with a groan.

Qin Kun looked around and found that there were no evil soldiers. He found a few cows lazily walking around on the farm.

It was late at night, and the cows seemed to have eaten too much and were unwilling to return to the shed. Qin Kun looked away speechlessly: "Okay, I'm just wandering around."

"There haven't been any bad fights recently. The brothers are a bit too skilled."

Qin Kun felt that it was right. This time he came out to the ghosts to solve the problem. It had been so many days since the ghosts were ready to use their hands, but they had not been put to use. He probably couldn't bear it anymore.

"Forget it, this time the opponent is no small player."

Qin Kun calculated the fighting power of Gui Cha and thought it would be better not to let him go.

Underworld-level hosts have no problem dealing with ghost generals. Some strong ones can even easily kill ghost kings. If they are sent out to investigate and one or two of them are killed, they will be at a loss.

This is the ghost that I have supported for many years, and I already have feelings for him.

"Oh fine."

Niu Meng disappeared, and Qin Kun suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the bullpen.

He had also lived in the countryside since he was a child, and he knew that cows only slept for one or two hours a day and were quite energetic at night, but those cows were obviously not energetic and were a little frightened.

Are there guys in the bullpen they don't like?

Qin Kun walked straight over.

There was not much smell in the cowshed, and it could be seen that the farmer took good care of these cows.

The wooden fence was broken and scattered on the ground, surrounded by tangled hay.

There was a cow lying in front of him. Several zombies were biting the cow's neck and drinking its blood. The whole body was covered in blood.

When Qin Kun passed by, they didn't notice it yet.

"Master Shenling, this boiling blood tastes really good!"

"Yes, sir, it's been a long time since we drank hot blood!"

"It's really a blessing to follow the adults!"

A group of people were touting, and the leader of the zombie was dressed in an official uniform of the Qing Dynasty and had pigtails. Hearing this, he tossed his pigtails and sneered: "What is this! When I fought with Master Qin in Northern Europe a few years ago, I even drank What about wolf blood! The blood of a direwolf has the coldness of the far north when it enters the mouth. It flows from the throat into the stomach like a knife, and the stamina rises up and goes straight to the top of the head. It is really the most delicious thing in the world! I felt at that time that even if my strength is mediocre, If you take this bite, even a bear can challenge it!"

A circle of zombies were envious.

One of the zombies warned: "Sir, be careful. There is a big shot coming to Loulan this time. Don't violate the Sun King's taboo."

The counselor slapped his head when he heard this: "I'm confused. Okay, let's drink quickly. We will meet the Xiyi people from the Ghost Council later."

"Oh? Why are you meeting the Xiyi people?"

"Hey... Didn't I say that those Xiyi people promised us an outlet to the sea. Otherwise, who would come here to help us? Their life and death is none of our business."

As the officer spoke, he suddenly looked at a few people.

"Who was talking just now?"

Several people shook their heads, indicating that no one spoke.

The secret passage was not good. Suddenly, a lighter sounded in the corner of the cowshed, and a figure flickered in and out of the firelight.

"You little thief, if you dare to trick your Grandpa Li, I'll beat you!"

The leader suddenly flew up, and it turned out to be the strength of Fei Zheng!

Just when he was about to catch the opponent's door, he was held tightly by a hand, unable to move even an inch. He swept away with flying legs, and the opponent gently pulled him, and the iron legs like copper pillars kicked the wooden fence next to him.

"The skills are pretty good!"

The ginseng leader's abdomen swelled, and he was about to spit out a breath of corpse air. He found that the other party had preempted him and blew out a puff of smoke in his face.

Qin Kun laughed and said: "Li Shenling, you have become more popular recently. Have you changed your court uniforms to those of a third-grade leopard?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the counselor was stunned for a moment, and immediately faced the old friend in his mind, and hurriedly swallowed back the breath of corpse.

"Cough...cough cough cough...ah! Master Qin?! I miss you so much! I just made a mistake, made a mistake, hahaha..." Li Shenling held up the lantern and looked up, and it turned out to be Qin Kun!

He smiled shamelessly and took out a pack of cigarettes, "Master Qin, would you like one?"

"I'm smoking." Qin Kun raised the cigarette in his hand, "Is this a promotion? This dress looks much better than before."

Li Shenling was embarrassed: "Where can I find it? I just picked up the new model from the county clothing store and wore it... By the way, why are you here?"