Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 151 Killed Together (2)

"The kings are looking forward to a complete revival of the supernatural being out of control, probably to reshuffle the cards."

"They regard ghosts as gods."

"Our purpose is opposite to theirs. We need stability. We need the 60 years of stability to reshape the underworld, so that we can transcend levels and become evil ghosts with no rules and no upper limit."

"We were in conflict from the beginning."

"Sixteen kings, the painter is dead, the twins are here with me, the pallbearer is dead, the killer is dead, the clown is dead, the landlord is dead."

"Sixteen out of sixteen."

"The painter's supernatural power is attributed to the ghost painting, the clown is still in the ghost lake, the coffin bearer is buried in the ghost painting, the ghost on the killer is taken away by Ye Zhen, and the landlord seems to be eaten."

"Ten kings have come this time, and six old and new kings have not come yet."

In a boundless sea, Yu Zhile walked on this calm sea.

The sky was pitch black, shrouding the entire sea area in haze.

The sea water is being replaced by erosion.

A faint candlelight swayed slightly on the bottom of the sea.

A woman in white walked at Yu Zhile's feet, following each step like a shadow.

"How many can we kill this time?"

The sea is being replaced with ghost lakes.

He released all the ghost lakes he controlled without any reservation.

This seemingly endless sea area is also shrouded in ghost paintings and ghosts.

The ghosts in the ghost paintings are hidden and basically cannot be discovered.

Although he is currently in poor condition and has not completely mastered and completed the Ghost Bride and Ghost Lake, he has this confidence.

His current strength is definitely on par with the captain. If he works hard, he will even far surpass the captain.

"I think we can kill them all."

As the candlelight flickered under the sea, a figure slowly appeared in a mirror.

The figure raised his head and looked at Yu Zhile through the sea, his eyes cold.

"I can't go out for the time being, otherwise I would never agree to such a thing."

Yu Zhile sneered, "Can you deceive me?"

The figure in the mirror was silent, "But at least I won't be here at this time."

"Ghost blood can make the ghost bride complete. It can even lead to a ghost and eat that ghost. The ghost bride may become the second ghost bride with independent birth memory."

Yu Zhile lowered his eyes slightly, "You don't know the risks?"

"We never take risks, and that's what makes us who we are."

"You are missing something inside after all. You are now a ghost, and your behavior and thinking patterns are still confused by the ghost's instinct."

"What's the difference between your current situation and the wishing ghost on the coffin?"

The figure fell silent again, speechless for a long time, "You're right."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure slowly disappeared.

"What do you want to say?" Yu Zhile looked deeper under the mirror.

A blood-red coffin slowly emerged, "I'm sorry."

"What's there to be sorry for? You plot against yourself and suffer from yourself. Instead of letting yourself live with despair and pain, it's better to let the other person live easily." Yu Zhile said indifferently.

"Thank you very much." A cold voice sounded from the coffin, and then the coffin slowly disappeared.

Yu Zhile laughed it off and didn't care.

He stopped and said, "As the strongest people abroad, can you weigh me, the strongest person in the world?"

As if knowing that no one would reply, the young man asked himself and answered, "It's still possible."

He lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Fang, it's time to start. Mr. Pianist will attack the other person's consciousness, and Ms. Dream Maker will try to pull him into a dream. The projectionist has now peeked at Mr. Yu, and Mr. Ink Man has already imprinted Mr. Yu into his mind. In consciousness.”

"Mr. Fang, you can boldly use ghost scissors. Mr. Curse Manor will help you solve it. Mr. Supernatural Captain in the photo will help you suppress it and ensure that you trigger the ghost painting's murder pattern when you look directly at the photo."

A gentlemanly man looked at Fang Shiming with a smile.

His name is Charlie, codenamed Gentleman.

Fang Shiming looked at the smiling man, nodded, and then took out a gold box and opened it.

Inside was a pair of rusty scissors and an old photo.

He picked up the scissors, and suddenly in his world, the surroundings became extremely strange, and something began to approach.

Fang Shiming didn't care about this and picked up the photo.

The photo showed a man wearing a trench coat and a hat covering most of his face.

He is tall and straight, but looks very uncomfortable.

As Fang Shiming picked up the ghost scissors, the manor owner holding the cane slowly stood up and looked in the direction behind Fang Shiming.

The middle-aged man standing in front of the rudder also turned his attention to the photo in Fang Shiming's hand.

It has begun. This is a confrontation where there is no turning back.

Fang Shiming knew that either Yu Zhile would die or they would die today.

He took a deep breath and without hesitation, waved the ghost scissors and began to cut out the photo in his hand.

The young man in the photo had his head cut open and his body cut open.

That is at this moment.

Yu Zhile, who was on the sea, suddenly felt a piano music playing in his consciousness.

The music was cold and ominous, making his consciousness a little blurry.

Chi Chi~!

In addition to the piano music, there seemed to be some other sounds, which seemed to be the sound of a radio malfunctioning.

The sound was very noisy, just like electromagnetic sound, buzzing, but soon the sound disappeared, replaced by two beeps.

As the beeping sound sounded rapidly, Yu Zhile was suddenly blocked by a wave of sleepiness.

He shook his head, "Have you started yet?"

Suddenly, he found that his consciousness, that is, his memory, was quickly covered by a dark ink. The ink looked like corpse oil, and it was constantly covering and eroding his consciousness and memory.

Not only that, the sea surface around him began to change, the sea surface became illusory, and he also became illusory. It seemed that he was not standing on the sea at the moment, but was projected on the sea.

The sound of a chainsaw rang in his ears, and when Yu Zhile came to his senses, he found that he was tied to a cross, with steel nails nailed to his hands and feet.

Yu Zhile shook his head again, as if the attack in his mind made him feel pressure, and he wanted to struggle.

But suddenly.

A dull sound sounded, Yu Zhile's pupils shrank suddenly, and the ghost on him began to become strangely silent.

He stared blankly at the retreating and upside-down sea, "This is..."

But before he could react, his vision began to shift, and he felt an extremely terrifying stabbing pain on his head.

A large amount of blood blurred his vision.

He felt as if his head was being separated, with wind passing through the middle of his neck and chest, and even sea water passing through his head.

A long trace was swept up on the sea surface.

When everything calmed down, a strange ship slowly stopped on the sea.

And on the sea very far away, there was a person lying with his limbs twisted, his head to the abdomen separated, half of his body turned dark, and his figure was slightly illusory.

"He's not dead yet. He's worthy of being a monster born in this era. It's really terrifying."

A man dressed as a cowboy jumped out of the boat, spinning a revolver.

As the man jumped off the boat, several people got off the boat one after another, totaling ten people in total. The captain did not get off the boat, he just looked at the motionless people floating on the sea in the distance from the bow.

The information seemed to be wrong, and only eleven kings came.

No, twelve, because another man jumped from the boat, a missionary.

There were a total of twelve kings plus the captain. Twelve kings were dispatched just to kill a young man.

"Mr. Yu is really terrifying. After being attacked like this, the ghost in his body has not yet subsided." The man wearing a gentleman's hat smiled and looked at the miserable young man in the distance.

Fang Shiming looked at Yu Zhile at this moment, his expression full of coldness.

It's all because of this person that he appears here. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have defected from the circle of friends at all.

Yu Zhile deserves to die!
The young man's body in the distance began to disappear, and right before the eyes of several people, the young man's body disappeared.

But soon, in the same position as before, a hand stretched out from under the water.

This hand was pale and bloodless, as if he thought the sea was the ground.

He grabbed the sea surface with his hand and slowly pulled out a young man.

The young man shook his head and looked at the dozen or so people in the distance with a dead expression.

The manor owner, the gentleman, the missionary, the grave digger, the butcher holding a butcher knife, the ink man whose body is covered with ink, the projectionist with an illusory body, the cowboy Simon holding a revolver, the fortune teller playing with tarot cards, the richly dressed man The old woman, the dream-weaver in white with loose hair... and the captain.

Excluding Fang Shiming, there are 12 kings in total.

"The attack was horrific and I almost died."

Yu Zhile looked at a few people and recalled the previous attacks. If it were anyone else, even if Ye Zhen was here, it would probably not be very comfortable. Just for the attack just now, if Ye Zhen didn't be alert, he would It might be quiet for a while.

The terrifying suppressive force brought about by the collision of the ghost ship almost silenced most of the ghosts in him, including the ghost bride.

Even the ghost lake was silent for a while.

"Have you controlled the twins' ghosts?" The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile in surprise.

There is nothing supernatural about Yu Zhile now. Just now, Yu Zhile seemed to have died once, not by them, but by himself.

He used death to evade the attacks he endured.

This was very similar to the twins, and he also felt the twins' supernatural powers.

The gentleman's voice seems to be able to confuse people's consciousness, and listening to him will make you feel confused.

Yu Zhile raised his head and glanced at the man standing on the ghost ship looking at him coldly.

He escaped last time or he would have died.

"You are too arrogant. You know our plan and you dare to come alone. I don't know where you get the confidence." The captain looked down at Yu Zhile and said coldly.

"Is Zhang Falcon dead?" Yu Zhile did not answer the captain's question, but looked at the missionary.

"If Mr. Yu is talking about the Interpol policeman who snatched the coffin nails from us, he should be dead." The missionary nodded with a smile.

Yu Zhile's eyes flashed slightly, feeling the bones that were beginning to heal, and he became more and more determined about his decision.

At the same time, he became more and more vigilant, and he could not eat the coffin nail.

Otherwise, I might die here.

"Mr. Yu, you know a lot, and I am very interested in your memory." The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile with a dangerous look.

Yu Zhile nodded, "I understand."

"The ghosts painted by the ghosts are the strongest, but they can still be knocked out of the gap by the ghost ship."

"So, I have to be fast and reckless next time. There is no need to be cautious and test. I am here to withstand the attacks of these people."

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile stretched out his hand to put away the rope that tied his hair, which was given to him by He Yin'er.

With her hair spread over her shoulders, Yu Zhile took off her clothes, revealing her pale but muscular body and the tattoos all over her back.

"I haven't killed many people, but I know a truth. Although I have been far away from this truth, this truth is recognized by me again."

The kings' pupils shrank when they looked at Yu Zhile.

"The ghost can no longer be used..." the captain suddenly said.

The expressions of the other kings changed slightly, "Are we in a ghost painting?"

"That's right." The captain thought for a moment and nodded.

"The scary guy." The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile with gloomy eyes.

"Let's start the fight. I can make sure that you don't have any ghosts that can restart time. That's good. It just so happens that I don't have one either, otherwise it would really be a massacre."

Yu Zhile smiled, his pupils suddenly turned blood red, and he looked sharply at the man holding the shovel.

The man's expression suddenly changed, and the ghost in his body fell silent instantly. He wanted to use the ghost to struggle, but the next moment, countless blood-red threads rose directly from the sea like spikes and penetrated the man's body.

The man's body quickly shriveled up, and his flesh and blood were devoured. Countless ghost hands stretched out from the bottom of the water and climbed up to the man's body, pulling him into the water.

"No..." The man's pupils trembled violently, but his expression disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The sea surface began to change, and ghost slaves appeared from the bottom of the sea.

The owner of the manor frowned, "It's that kind of weird lake water."

Many kings began to sink.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly the man whose whole body was covered in ink shouted in horror, his eyes full of fear.

The ink man stood strangely on the water, his mouth wide open, and a white arm stretched out from his mouth.

Cowboy Simon had a cold look on his face, and without any hesitation, he raised the revolver and fired three shots at the hand regardless of his sinking body.

Bang Bang Bang ~!

A silent gunshot rang out, hitting the white arm directly.

Three bullets embedded themselves into the bones of the arm, creating three dark holes.

His arms were slightly stagnant, as if he was being suppressed, but Simon's expression became serious.

Because he could feel that this hand was not suppressed.

Without saying a word, he pulled the trigger again, and three more shots rang out.

But this time, the arm was not shot, because a hand stretched out from the ink man's mouth again, and this hand directly caught three bullets.

Then a strange scene appeared. Two hands opened the ink man's big mouth, and a faceless man with disheveled hair crawled out of the ink man's mouth and stood on the water.

The ink man fell on the water, and his huge mouth looked extremely penetrating.

The ink man died, and his body slowly sank into the water.

Simon's expression was gloomy and uncertain. This faceless man had eaten six bullets from him but nothing happened.

The gravedigger died instantly, and the ink man died instantly. In just a few seconds, the two kings died.

Yu Zhile in the distance touched his arm, and six bullet holes appeared strangely on his arm.

The bones really start to heal.

The eyes of Ghost Bride and Ghost Lake began to tremble, they were being stimulated to wake up.

The owner of the manor looked indifferent, and his cane rested gently. The king who was originally pulled by the ghost slave and sank into the water seemed to be pulled up out of the water.

The water surface was covered with black. Standing on this black, foreigners looked a little gloomy.

It was too fast, Yu Zhile's attack was too fast, and they didn't even have time to react.

The captain's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ghost ship was suddenly covered by a heavy fog, along with other foreign countries.

Yu Zhile squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the rising fog, feeling uneasy in his heart.

There was only one figure standing in the fog, the faceless man crawling out of the ink man's mouth, but suddenly the faceless man disappeared.

Without the slightest warning, the faceless man's contact with him was severed.

"It's still too weak. We only cleared two kings at once, but fortunately the gravedigger is dead and they have one less way to leave."

Yu Zhile let out a breath, knowing that the next confrontation would be fierce and he might die.

(End of this chapter)