I can find treasures in my dreams

The aircraft carrier Salgado.

The ship island, which is tens of meters high, stands on the side of the deck like a giant.

The conductor Alvin, wearing a yellow vest, looked at the majestic ship island, and his heart was filled with emotion.

a year ago.

This super big ship, which has been in service for only fifteen years, is the pride of the Carmeni people and a symbol of the federal force.

The line in the movie, "Where is our aircraft carrier?" has been heard by almost every Canglan person.

But one year later today.

The era of superpowers suddenly came to this world, and the aircraft carrier seemed to become an obsolete weapon overnight.

A thought flashed through Alvin's mind: "Someone on the Internet said that there is a place called the original place outside our world.

"The aircraft carrier should not be able to fly to the original world to fight. It seems that it is of no use."

A few seconds passed.

The conductor suddenly saw a gray shadow quickly hit the porthole of the ship island, and then disappeared inside.

He knew instinctively that something very bad had happened.

He swallowed, and another thought flashed through his mind: "Is this a supernatural force?"

Hoarse shouts were immediately heard.

"Someone come quickly!"

"Medic!"

Alvin boldly rushed over.

He wanted to help, but he also wanted to experience supernatural powers.

soon.

Alvin entered the bustling command room.

Various shouts immediately floated into his ears.

"Captain Larch doesn't appear to be breathing."

"Hurry up and give chest compressions to the captain."

"Lieutenant Colonel Neil passed out."

"Carry the person to the medical room."

Alvin looked around and was stunned.

I saw a large group of senior officers, all with old faces and gray hair, instantly aging by dozens of years.

Alvin suddenly felt a push on his shoulder: "Man, don't be stunned, come and carry the wounded with me."

Ten minutes later.

The results of the attack are out.

Eleven people died on the spot, 35 people aged rapidly, and 23 people aged slightly.

What is horrifying is that the body functions of the elderly have completely failed, and they can even walk out of breath.

It is conceivable that retirement is their only ending.

The fleet immediately turned around and sailed farther into the deep blue.

They were frightened.

No captain wanted to experience another attack.

As for the unlucky destroyer Milian.

Due to the loss of power, it could only stay in place, waiting for the tugboat to come to rescue.

*

The other side of the planet.

Carmeni Federation.

The strange attack encountered by the fleet quickly reached Leader Mountain.

In a conference room.

A group of men in black were sitting upright, listening to the words of an old man.

“Obviously, the murderer is definitely Mr. Ghost from Daxia.

"This despicable robber snatched the Hunter's Gun from us and used it to launch an attack.

"You must burn your soul to use the Hunting God's Gun. Not only will your lifespan be greatly shortened, but your mental power will also be permanently reduced.

“The more people you kill, the greater the power of the attack and the greater the cost.

“This is a principle of equivalent exchange.

"Some of the team we sent out to hunt Mr. Ghost are ready to sacrifice.

“But the attack the fleet encountered proved that we greatly underestimated Mr. Ghost.

"He actually found a way to avoid the cost of the trick weapon.

"Peralta was a poor victim. He must have been forced to sacrifice his soul in order to launch the attack."

A man in black interjected: "Mr. Ghost is also a human being. I believe we have a way to kill him."

Many people nodded in agreement.

"Yes!"

"As long as we find Mr. Ghost's flaw, we can definitely kill him."

The pride of the Carmeni people prevented them from bowing to a Bactrian.

The old man said loudly: "Gentlemen, you may not be aware of a very serious problem.

"The scariest thing about Mr. Ghost is that he can sneak into wherever he wants without being noticed."

He pointed to the ground and emphasized: "Including here!"

The old man paused and then said: "This is a real ghost."

The other men in black were silent.

Many people showed fear on their faces.

Because this means that Mr. Ghost can kill them anytime he wants.

The old man continued: "The reason why we named our executive agency the 'Divine Judgment Bureau' is because we feel that we can, like gods, decide the fate of others at will.

“In the past period of time, the Divine Judgment Bureau has indeed succeeded in killing some people with abilities that we thought had potential, including our enemies and our allies.

"but……

The old man suddenly changed the topic: "A truly terrible enemy has appeared, and what's worse is that he is a Daxia native.

“It’s time to put away our arrogance, we need to make more prudent decisions, we must learn from Mr. Ghost, act in the darkness, and kill like a ghost.

"We have no other choice because it's about our own safety."

The old man said this and closed his mouth.

After a few more seconds of silence.

One after another, some people expressed their opinions.

"I agree!"

"That makes sense!"

There is a saying from Canglan Star: "The Carmeni people always treat others with arrogance unless they are really hurt."

This scene played out in the conference room is the best interpretation.

Previously, this group of people rated Mr. Ghost's threat level as "S", but deep down they still looked down upon Mr. Ghost.

Now that they feel truly threatened, attitudes are finally changing.

*

Shapden.

Beside the coast.

Yang Fan was sitting on a rock, frowning and checking the attributes.

【property】

Physical value: 42.8

Spirit value: 27.2

Life force: 510

At that time, Peralta threw the short spear, and he felt a faint pain in his head, as if something was flowing out.

After Yang Fan recovered the artifact, he found that his mental value had dropped by 0.1 points and his vitality had also dropped by 5 points.

He murmured softly: "By controlling others, is it still impossible to completely avoid the cost?"

He had just done an experiment with the Carmenians, and he felt that the power of the short spear was quite adequate.

Although the price was not high for him, it was still difficult for him to accept.

"Wow!"

A wave of ocean washed over us, hitting the rocks and splashing many waves.

A lot of foam ensued and gathered near the reef.

The black short gun was stuck on top of a nearby reef.

Yang Fan looked at the short gun and asked, "Why is this?"

"Buzz!"

It vibrated, sending a message: “Your spiritual power is intertwined with Peralta.

"Peralta is the main sacrifice, but due to the involvement of the soul, you also have to bear a small price."

It then continued: "With the method of forced control, there is resistance in the soul, and only less than 20% of the power can be exerted."

Yang Fan said "Oh": "Really?"

He stared at the short gun and considered whether to destroy it.

To him.

The Huntsman's Gun is not irreplaceable.

Xiaoya gave a gift before, and the precision ability mutated.

He felt that once the superpower mutation was completed, it would not be difficult to achieve a "visual hit".

The price of the Hunting God's Gun is so high that there seems to be no need to keep it.

At this time.

The Hunting God's Gun seemed to feel a strong sense of crisis.

It proactively sent a message: "I know there is a superpower that can avoid the cost of using me."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's talk about it."

The Hunting God's Spear quickly gave a second message: "There is a power of grafting souls, which can plant soul seeds into other people's souls to form a soul puppet.

"If you use me to attack the enemy again, the cost will be borne by the soul puppet."

After Yang Fan listened to the story, he asked unabashedly: "Who has awakened the power of this soul seed?"

The Hunting God's Spear replied: "There is a superhuman with the code name 'Faceless Man' within the Divine Judgment Bureau."

Yang Fan was startled.

Faceless Man?

In Ryoko Sayo's dream, isn't this guy the first strong knight in the Carmeni Federation?

interesting!

Yang Fan asked a key question: "Since the Faceless Men have the ability to avoid costs, why didn't the Carmenians send the Faceless Men over?"

The Hunting God's Spear was silent for a while, and replied honestly: "I can refuse to accept the soul puppet, but the faceless people dare not use me."

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Little did he know that the Hunting God's Spear was only willing to compromise with him because of the threat of death.

Yang Fan nodded slightly: "I understand."

In his mind, the faceless man has been quietly included in his death list.

*

Plant Airport.

Hades.

The so-called "underworld" does not refer to the underworld.

It was an area of ​​the undead left behind after Yang Fan killed the soul of a Carmenian.

Because this area was so underworld, the soldiers nicknamed it Hades.

Based on Yang Fan's suggestion, the Daxia military arranged a group of soldiers to take turns on duty in the underworld to monitor changes in the spatial rifts.

At this moment.

Six soldiers were wearing thick winter training uniforms, each sitting on a small bench, sitting in a row in the underworld.

The temperature outside was close to 30 degrees, but they were dressed like rice dumplings, which looked strange.

"This place is so weird. My hands and feet feel cold."

"I really want to light a fire to keep warm!"

"The superiors said no, because they weren't sure whether the flames would affect the Yin Qi."

"I seem to keep hearing someone shouting in pain."

"Me too, I feel so bad."

"Every shift lasts an hour, and it's only been half an hour now. It's really hard."

The squad leader couldn't stand listening anymore and reprimanded: "Soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

The soldiers quickly shut their mouths.

Five minutes passed.

A soldier couldn't help but said: "Squad leader, your eyebrows have turned white."

The monitor was a little confused.

Another soldier reminded: "Squad leader, your eyebrows seem to have a layer of white frost."

He looked at the others and said, "You all have them!"

The monitor suddenly woke up: "The Yin Qi has changed, and the spatial rift may be opening."

The words just fell.

Something strange happened.

"Ah~"

A shrill scream suddenly broke out in everyone's ears.

This time it was no longer a vague and illusory sound.

It was a real sound wave.

The soldiers were frightened and all stood up from their chairs, holding their guns with both hands.

The next moment.

A twisted translucent figure suddenly appeared in the center of the underworld.

The image of this thing looked quite terrifying.

Its head was separated from its body, and one hand was holding its head.

Its legs seemed to be spliced ​​together, and the two legs were spliced ​​upside down, which looked extremely weird.

"My head hurts so much, why does it still hurt so much after it was twisted off?"

The head being held shouted in pain.

At the same time.

The temperature began to drop sharply.

The bodies of these soldiers on duty all had a layer of white frost on them.

Not only that.

They felt the cold penetrate into their bodies, as if their nerves were paralyzed, and they couldn't move a finger.

The squad leader's heart sank deeply in an instant.

It's over!

This time it's dead!

At this time.

Two psychics who were monitoring the underworld not far away rushed over here.

One of the middle-aged psychics raised his right hand, and a red fireball rose from his palm.

He waved his right hand without hesitation and threw the fireball at the monster.

A moment later.

The fireball hit the monster.

"Whoosh!"

The flames exploded.

The monster's figure was submerged.

The middle-aged psychic looked happy, but his expression changed immediately.

The flames quickly disappeared, and the monster's figure reappeared, and its shape did not change at all.

The middle-aged psychic had already sensed that the monster's terrifying aura had weakened a little.

This showed that the fire power had an effect on it, but the effect was negligible.

How could he not know that with his own strength, he could not do anything to the monster.

The monster noticed the middle-aged psychic and screamed: "I'm going to twist your head off and make you feel as painful as I do."

It moved its two twisted legs and ran over quickly.

The middle-aged supernatural only took a glance and said in his heart: "It's over."

The monster was too fast, and he knew he couldn't escape.

At this critical moment.

A strange voice suddenly sounded in the middle-aged supernatural's mind: "'Evil spirit' is not scary, you have to learn to resist it with your will."

At the same time.

A figure with ripples all over his body appeared out of thin air from the side.

The middle-aged supernatural took a glance and instantly recognized who the person was: "Mr. Ghost!"