There's something wrong with my chase

Kamae suddenly looked at his feet, and red was reflected in his eyes.

That is flame.

The flame also brings burning pain, but it is much easier than the pain of the light.

Strictly speaking, ghosts of a certain level are actually not very afraid of fire.

Because, the regeneration speed of flesh and blood tissue can completely catch up with the burning speed.

Unless, this flame will never be extinguished.

Or... this flame is far hotter than ordinary flames.

The skin melts.

At the moment when the skin tissue was about to regenerate, the flames had completely evaporated the flesh and blood on the surface.

Skin, flesh, followed by bones.

Kamae could no longer make a sound, and became a human-shaped flame in the forest.

"That's horrible...."

Kerberos got out of Kazama's clothes and climbed onto Kazama's shoulder.

Looking at the ghost that was set on fire in front of him.

Obviously the power of the 'sun' is enough to completely destroy the other party, but Kazama is superfluous.

It cannot be said that it is superfluous.

Alchemy.

Kazama is using alchemy techniques on the ghost in front of him, using pure fire elements to refine something.

And the refining of living things, especially spiritual creatures, refining their spirits can create the worst philosophic stones.

Of course, this is considered a taboo in alchemy. Furthermore, the quality of the Philosopher's Stone extracted from spiritually complicated things is also limited.

The synthesis and conversion of elements is the broad road developed by Paracelsus.

Naturally, Kazama would not use such a low-handed method, what he wanted was something else.

The body of Kamae, its flesh and blood quickly wears away.

Although in the story of Ghost Slayer: Blade, ghosts only have two killing methods: sunlight and beheading with a sun wheel knife.But when it comes to transcendence, such immortality always has limitations.

When Kamae completely disappeared, what appeared in front of Kazama was a cloud of dark red blood.

The essence of Kamame's power, or in other words, this is Wu Mi's blood.

Waving his hand, the ball of blood was summoned into Kazama's palm.

"Unfortunately, my technique is still not good, and the ghost king's spirit left in it has been melted."

"Otherwise, maybe you can still meet that ghost king in this world."

"Of course, it's not a pity."

Kazama looked at the blood in front of him.

The nature of the blood is preserved, if ordinary human beings drink it, as long as they survive the backlash of strength, they can reshape a 'ghost' in an instant.

While those flaws still exist, they will no longer be under Wu Mi's control.

This is still useless, after all, Wu Mi has not been manifested, even if Wu Mi's will has not been erased, the real ghost is still free.

However, it is obviously very wasteful to use such a thing to shape a ghost with obvious defects.

Moreover, when it comes to making dead disciples, Kazama now fully has the ability to do so.Just get some samples from the Model Moon World.

Then again, this kind of behavior runs counter to Kazama's goal of stabilizing the order of reality.

"In other words, we should go to clean up the aftermath now."

Seeing Kazama staring at the ball of blood thoughtfully, Ruberos couldn't help but interjected.

The position at this moment is obviously inconsistent with Kazama's original location.What's more, he smelled the bloody smell from Kamae's body, which was very fresh, that is to say, the other party may have killed human beings.

It's only a matter of time before this happens out of control.

Even though Kazama's positioning and coming speed are already fast, it doesn't teleport over, and anything can happen during this period of losing control.

But it is still very necessary to work hard to make up for it and deal with the aftermath.

"That's too late...."

Listening to Kerberos' words, Kazama put away the blood in his hands and looked up into the distance.

Officials have already rushed over.

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On the other side of the city, there is another place where ghosts manifest, and Kazama can't rush to deal with it now.

"You mean... to be 'exposed' like this?" Kerberos was a little worried.

"It's inevitable, too."

Kazama sighed.

After all, at this point, he has always been in a relatively passive position for losing control.

Although I personally managed to get out of control a few times before and didn't let the abnormality show up, but such hasty repairs will always have mistakes, it's just a matter of probability.

Fortunately, it is...

The basic preparation can be regarded as completing the minimum part, and we can start to change from passive to active.

Chapter 220 Three

At the same time as Kazama finished solving the sixth part of the last string, Kamame, on the other side of Xinghai City.

This is thousands of miles away, within the boundaries of a city in the north called Taisu City.

In a certain military area in the countryside, fierce firefights are taking place.

Tongues of flame intertwined in the night, making a sound of explosion, and the huge searchlights were turned on, making the night look like day.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

In the second part of the lower string, the potter's wheel, which can be said to be one of the ghosts closest to the upper string, looked at the group of humans surrounding him in horror.

He didn't know why he was suddenly transferred to this strange place.

In a large compound, it was night, and there were human beings not far away, so he killed them casually.

But unexpectedly, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

A large number of human beings rushed out quickly and completed the assembly quickly, and the potter's wheel probably knew where it was.

I am afraid that he entered the barracks of the human army by mistake.

However, for Oni, the so-called well-trained army in his impression is just like that.

A hundred years ago, holding a finely forged long knife, or holding a spear, and wearing iron armor may be crushing force for ordinary people, but for ghosts, ghosts that can regenerate infinitely, as long as it is not daytime, the army comes How much is how much death.

In the current era, it is said that something called firearms was introduced to the island.

The potter's wheel has seen that kind of thing too, but it's even more ridiculous.

Leaving aside the power, the ghost's body can resist the projectiles fired by firearms. In terms of accuracy and casting speed, that stupid weapon can't hit the ghost at all.

But right now...

The brass-like particles of metal kept attacking at an extremely fast speed, so fast that it was impossible to dodge by reaction.And the power is also extremely terrifying, able to tear flesh and blood easily.

"Is this a firearm?"

The potter's wheel admitted that he was frightened this time.

Every bullet is enough to easily penetrate his flesh and blood. If it weren't for his own blood ghost technique that can unload part of the force and bounce back, otherwise it would have turned into a mess of mud.

Even so, this continuous attack is also consuming his physical strength.

To escape!To run away quickly!

The barrage of firearms made his sufficient physical strength to maintain the blood ghost technique quickly bottomed out.

If you stay here for another half a minute, you will be torn to pieces by the terrifying anger.

In his eyes, this human army is far more terrifying than the ghost killing team that specializes in killing ghosts.

Just when the potter's wheel turned around to resist the barrage and escape, he felt an unparalleled feeling of heart palpitations.

It's like facing the innocent adult who is full of murderous intentions.

He saw the changes in the team ahead. A man came to the front carrying a very thick pole. The front part of the pole was conical.

As the person carrying the pole buckled a mechanism, the conical object suddenly broke away from the long pole, and hit him with a sharp sound of breaking wind and a flame tail.

The speed is also extremely fast, and it is still drawing a weird spiral trajectory in the air, it is impossible to predict and dodge.

The potter's wheel only felt his scalp tingling, but he could only bite the bullet and resist.

The blood ghost technique was fully mobilized, and in such a dangerous and deadly situation, the potter's wheel even felt that its potential had been tapped again.

The blood ghost technique performed this time might even be able to block Lord Yiwozuo's fist.

However, when the conical weapon came to the body, touched the body, and exploded violently, the blood ghost technique failed.

It should be said that the kinetic energy he encountered far exceeded the upper limit of the strength his vampire technique could withstand.

The second part of the last string was blown to pieces in the brilliant flames.

The soldiers ceased fire at the same time, and there was a brief silence in the field.

After about 10 minutes, the soldiers in chemical protective suits brought up a head whose face was blown to pieces, but the flesh and blood were clearly still wriggling. The majestic middle-aged officer also murmured:

"What is this stuff...."

...........

Back in Xinghai City on the other side, Kazama noticed a change in the state of a ghost, and at the same time as he roughly guessed what happened, the police had already arrived at the Xingxuan Tunnel Project site.

Li Bingruo, who got off the police car, saw the young man standing on the side of the road at a glance.

There was a pile of cigarette butts under the young man's feet, and he was still holding one in his hand, shivering in the night wind.