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Chapter 140 The Judgment of the Kings (Two in One, please subscribe)

Horror Manor is a place that attracts enough attention. Every ordinary person who has seen it will inevitably set off a frenzy of terror in his heart.

This place doesn't look like a living person's residence at all, it's more like a gathering place for ghosts in hell.

Against the background of the sky, the farms in the manor are filled with all kinds of strange crops, such as corn stalks that look like skinny arms, grape vines that look like shriveled and twisted corpses, and tomatoes that smell of rotting flesh
As far as the eye can see, surrounded by the crops, scarecrows wearing straw hats are tied to crosses.

A gust of wind blew by, and the scarecrow swayed gently, whispering rustlingly.Their faces were covered with skins peeled off from all kinds of dead people, and each one was covered with dried black and red blood.

Under the intertwined bloodstains, there were pairs of eyes completely woven of straw in the hollow eye holes. These strange, dead and numb eyes had witnessed bloody and brutal killings, and each killing would bring a scarecrow companion.

All the crimes that humans can commit against their own kind can be found here.

"This skinning technique is really... poor."

Wu Nai was fair and slender, like crystal fingers carved from top-quality jade, lightly brushing those faces.

The pads of his fingers rubbed against the stiff cortex, receiving the information from above, his face was as cold as a rock.

Zhang Xianguang followed the young man step by step, even facing this scene with a calm expression.

Although I have not experienced the most chaotic era, I have witnessed too much in the past 80 years, and my heart has long been numb.

His gaze crossed the farm to the center of the manor, where a dilapidated building was intertwined, forming an indescribably strange outline.

An ancient castle where the [Manor Owner] lived stands impressively in this messy place, without a dome on it, like a ghoul without a head.

Inside the castle.

Under the dim candlelight, beside a dining table nearly ten meters long, a man in his fifties with messy hair, deep-set eyes, and a tall nose cut a piece of tender and fresh meat from the plate in front of him and put it into his mouth. In the middle, the withered and yellow teeth moved up and down, chewing the food like a machine.

Taste the sweetness of life carried in the blood.

The butler who was standing on the side came step by step, bowed and said, "Sir, I have to interrupt, I think you need to know this news. It's about the Asian headquarters. They counterattacked against the last action. , published a hunting list on the Internet, and you are on the list."

"Oh"

The man is also the owner of the manor. He shook his head after glancing at the information handed over by the butler, took a sip of the bright blood-like liquid in the goblet, and said with a faint smile:

"Be on your guard. The East is a land of cowards, women and children. People there are born to be ruled."

"Although some good characters will emerge occasionally, it is difficult to unite. It is the best hunting ground for us. This hunting list for [King] is a joke. If they have such power, they will I won’t be overwhelmed by [Ghost Painting].”

"Need [gardener] to fight back?"

"Well, let those 26 guys move, go hunt some heads in Asia and come back, I'm going to get some more decorations on the farm."

The owner of the manor looked as indifferent as a ghost: "Then post it on the Internet and tell the pariahs in that country that they were killed because of their leader, so that they will get up and stab the Asian headquarters soon."

"Your wisdom is convincing." The butler praised.

"A trivial trick."

Before the manor owner finished speaking, he smelled a strong smell of burning, as if someone was burning a mountain of corpses.

This is a smell that should not appear in the manor, so he put down the knife and fork in his hand, pushed away the chair, stood up and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

"I'll go and have a look." The housekeeper said.

"No, I'll go see it myself."

The manor owner walked towards the window with heavy steps, while releasing his supernatural powers.

Every step he took would leave a black footprint on the ground that didn't fit his size, and the sound of dense footsteps continued to emerge behind him.

At this moment, the horror manor, which was already soaked in darkness, became even more gloomy.

This place seems to have opened the door to the underworld.

The butler standing behind the owner of the manor contacted the gardeners immediately, but none of the 26 gardeners replied to him, and all the messages he sent fell into the sea.

"Could it be the Asian headquarters? But it's only ten minutes since the announcement, which is too fast."

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in the butler's heart, and the smell in the air permeated with absolute danger, which made him quite uneasy, as if something was happening.

"I seem to know who is here, but it doesn't matter, let's contact [Captain], someone he didn't wait for is here."

The manor owner was already standing at the window. After opening the window, a burst of scorching light flooded in like a sea tide, dyeing his pale complexion a dark gold.

The butler opened his mouth in shock, finally knowing what happened outside.

Fire, endless fire, like all the fires in the sky and the earth have come here.

Devoured the entire farm!
The dark golden blazing luster that swallows the world is reminiscent of the majestic ancient Buddha painted in gold in oriental temples.

But once he showed his ferocious appearance, the anger poured out would be enough to burn the whirling world.

This is a terrifying flame specifically aimed at supernatural beings.

The comer is by no means a simple character.

Just standing in this spiritually guarded castle, the butler felt that his lungs were about to be ignited by the surging heat.

At the same time, the originally invisible figures behind the manor owner were also outlined by the flames one after another. They were many, many ghosts. They were expressionless, cold and numb, and some of their bodies were mutilated, some were rotten, and some were bleeding , Gathered together, like thousands of troops walking out of hell.

For the king's forerunner.

Such dense supernatural powers are simply beyond imagination. Wherever they stand, there is hell.

At this time, a third person's voice suddenly sounded in the castle: "If you can call [Captain], I will be very grateful, after all, I have been looking for him for a long time."

The enemy has already invaded. The butler suddenly turned around and saw a slender figure in the corner.

Just based on his figure and outline, he knew that the one who came must be a delicate and elegant classical oriental boy.

When the young man appeared, the housekeeper didn't feel the influence of any supernatural power, he just felt dead still, and the darkness seemed to be dying out.

The ghosts guarding the manor owner suddenly moved away from him, suspended in mid-air soundlessly, as if a huge ghost land had appeared on the floor of the castle, which could not be invaded.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the criminal police [Ghost Secret] Wu Nai from Asia." The manor owner glanced at the ghosts scattered around him, and said hoarsely.

"Ah."

Wu Nai replied lightly, and then walked out from the darkness, with a dead wood-like one-eyed mask on his face, a dark golden armor on his body, and a sky blue wind cloak fluttering soundlessly.

Along with his footsteps, the ghosts controlled by the manor owner became more scattered, as if they were afraid.

The space cleared with Wu Nai as the center is not a ghost domain at all, but a territory. Wu Nai's territory is filled with his majesty like ghosts and gods.

At this time, the manor owner also realized the seriousness of the matter.

He lost this supernatural collision before it even started, and the young man walking across from him dispersed all the ghosts with just his breath.

What kind of ultimate monster is this? !
Everything was wrong. The intel about this man went terribly wrong to begin with.

How could Wu Nai be a high school student who has just come into contact with supernatural powers? This is clearly a tyrant who returns from hell with a flame.

The tyrant arrives with the wrath of the heavens.

With this kind of existence as an opponent, he is likely to die here.

"Headquarters asked you to kill me? I think we can talk, maybe you will be interested in some ghosts in my collection, seeing you in such a good state, I can also give you some beautiful women, they are very enthusiastic According to your oriental aesthetics, you are still virgins."

The manor owner spoke hastily.

"I gave you the opportunity to delay calling other [kings] here, but you ended up using these rubbish words to face me? At least reveal some interesting information."

Wu Nai shook his head, expressing his disappointment.

"Forget about the information, after all, our speed is not too slow, [Ghost Secret] Wu Nai, you are very powerful, but I don't know how many kings you can stand up to."

In the darkness of the castle, first a pair of eyes of evil spirits with green light appeared, and then a man dressed in cowboy came.

He held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand. This gun seemed to have been abandoned for hundreds of years. It was full of signs of corrosion, and it was also full of ominous and disaster.

Apparently a dreadfully cursed thing.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Simon, and I'm the one who will kill you later." The cowboy smiled, and conveniently twisted a ghost into a bullet and stuffed it into the shotgun.

"Simon, I want his head too."

A figure emerged, holding an old book, wearing a long black robe, dressed like a missionary, with a strange voice like a ghost, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.

In just a few words, the kings began to appear one by one, and the speed of support was astonishingly fast.

After [Missionary], an old woman in a black western dress, a man covered in black ink all over his body, and an old man with his upper body naked and holding a skinny arm appeared one after another.

Together with the owner of the manor, six kings gathered here at once!
That's great. The butler was overjoyed, and the situation suddenly turned around, from the mysterious attack on the burning garden in the Asian headquarters to the hunting of the six kings.

Even the raging flames outside the castle seemed to be extinguished a lot at once.

After all, no one in this world can face so many ghost kings at the same time.

Not even ghosts.

"Where's [Captain]? Didn't you call him over?" Wu Nai frowned dissatisfied.

"We can't contact him for the time being, but it's the same if we kill you." The missionary said lightly, his voice full of cruelty.

"It's really disappointing. If this is the case, then you guys should die. You have been affected by the ghosts. It will be better for the world if you die."

A blood-stained spear like a dead branch appeared in Wu Nai's hand.

This fateful spear has become a complete body. It is made of many unsolvable ghosts as materials, and it can be called the most terrifying weapon in the world.

Holding this weapon in your hands is like holding the power and power of the universe, like usurping the past, present, and future in your palms.

If you are on the top, overlooking the mountains, breathing the heavens and the earth, and judging the kings!
"Go!"

Simon growled, this cowboy-like guy is indeed a character who often walks on the edge of life and death.

He keenly sensed a deadly threat from a simple action.

When he raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, two Simons came out from the darkness of the castle at the same time.

Each of them is exactly the same, this is the superposition of the supernatural.

The ghost masters who really stepped into the ranks of the strong will more or less be involved in this field.

In the darkness, every Simon's eyes glowed with a vicious green light like phosphorous fire, the shotgun in his hand roared, and the spiritual bullets poured down like a torrential rain.

Ordinary double-barreled shotguns simply cannot have this firepower.

Even a supernatural shotgun shouldn't have such firepower.

But at this moment, when Simon pointed his gun at this godlike boy, the world stood behind him!
This terrifying firepower is enough to wipe out everything!Simon laughed wildly with excitement, like a bloody and mad monster.

"This kind of attack is disappointing."

Wu Nai didn't even swing the spear, he waved lightly with his free left hand.

The skill [Unlimited] explodes.

All the supernatural bullets were frozen the moment they were about to fall on him, or slowed down infinitely.

"It's too much of a joke. On the real battlefield, this kind of play is a child's toy."

"The battle between gods and ghosts has always been a collision of rules!"

While speaking, Wu Nai clamped the supernatural bullets in front of him with his fingers one by one, and placed them in front of him casually.The bullets really broke away from gravity again, floating tremblingly above his head one by one.

His movements were slow, as if God had arranged a new sky with stars in the early days. The pitch-black bullets exuded a strange aura, as if a group of ghosts were about to be revived, and the eternal power of rules was flowing.

"Accept the judgment, you will pay for your arrogance with your life!"

Wu Nai held a spear in his right hand as tall as a mountain, and swung his fist with his left hand towards the void. The bottoms of all the supernatural bullets were dented by invisible forces.

Dozens of supernatural bullets poured out, and even appeared in mid-air [proliferation], splitting into more bullets, and the bullets even collided with each other because they were too dense.

The barrage of hundreds of bullets covered Simon, the missionary, the manor owner and everyone present.

not good!

All the kings present changed their colors together. With such firepower, even six kings could hardly survive here.

(End of this chapter)