Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 468
The time is two o'clock in the afternoon.

The factory area has already fallen into a dead silence.

After years of publicity, the terror and horror of spooky spirits have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no ordinary person who is not afraid of death dares to break into this area.

Da da!

Da da!

In the silence, there was only the sound of footsteps, which slowly sounded from far to near.

It was a person, or a corpse, with an expressionless face and a hideous wound. Every step was taken evenly, as if it had been measured with a ruler.

He took his time and walked in one direction.

……

"Its direction...is the city center!"

In the distance, on a hill, three spirit eliminators gathered.

It was Hawkeye who spoke, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, his eyes seemed to be stained with ink, they were pitch black, and the pupil in the center seemed to shrink into a white spot the size of a needle.

Thanks to this kind of vision, he can see through some special fogs, invisible ghosts, and even... different dimensions!

It's just that at this moment, watching the 'man' who was advancing, a chill rose in Hawkeye's heart.

His cheeks drooped, and he let out a hoarse laugh: "Just observing it makes me tremble with excitement, it really is a natural disaster level..."

The spirit eliminators who took the strange path were not mentally normal, or in other words, had lost all the emotions of a living person.

Being excited is actually a good thing.

A young man next to him stretched out his right hand and touched his chin: "A spooky spirit of this level... no matter how much you observe, there is no response? Also... it seems that there is no such thing as a different-dimensional space..."

His hands are white and delicate, just like jade. I don't know why there is a code name of 'black hands'.

"I can confirm that it does not open the space..."

The only woman next to her spoke.

She was wearing a gardener's attire, like an ordinary flower farmer who had just arrived from the botanical garden, and there was still fresh yellow mud on the bottom of her trousers.

"Gardener, you specialize in playing with space. You have confirmed that the other party did not open a special space... I really... don't know how to say it..."

Black Hand chuckled twice: "Maybe this time, we can relax a bit?"

"If you have this kind of thought, I will leave immediately!"

Hawkeye's body trembled slightly, but his voice was very calm: "Don't you know the horror of ghosts? Not to mention, this is a natural disaster!"

"Haha... Let me liven up the atmosphere." Hei Shou laughed dryly and looked at the woman: "The gardener... it's up to you."

How to deal with weird cases mainly depends on the adaptability of the spirit remover.

The think tank at the headquarters can at most give out suggestions and plans, whether to adopt or not depends on the choice of the frontline personnel.

"I think... the gardener will try to pull it into the garden first. After it reaches our territory, he will then use his avatar to test the other party's killing patterns. If feasible, how about I suppress it remotely?"

The black hand suggested.

"Try a wave first."

Hawkeye nodded.

Although he was a little uneasy, he really couldn't let the other party move forward.

At the other party's speed, no matter how slow it is, they can walk to the urban area in a few hours, and it is obviously unrealistic to evacuate in this time.

"Gardener, it's up to you."

Black Hand nodded and looked at the plainly dressed woman.

The gardener kept his expression unchanged, picked up a shovel, dug up the soil next to it, and planted a black seed.

Snapped!
The moment the seed was planted, it pierced through the soil and turned into a black iron-colored vine, spreading like a monster's tentacles, with a mouth full of jagged teeth.

It circled around, opened its mouth, and spit out bright red and gorgeous strange flowers.

As the flowers bloom, a different kind of 'space' descends suddenly, enveloping the surrounding area.

The gardener stretched out her white and tender right arm, and her right arm suddenly split open, revealing countless bloody openings, which merged with the plants.

On the hill, the three people who were still there disappeared in an instant.

in the factory.

'Fang Xian' remained expressionless, advancing step by step.

puff!
The next moment, a large number of black iron-colored plants were born around him, and alluring flowers bloomed.

The surrounding space fluctuated faintly, and these plants seemed to form a huge mouth, trying to swallow him into another space.

He remained expressionless and continued walking.

Snapped!
The next moment, the tentacle-like vine was directly crushed by him, his eyes were ashen, he didn't even look at it, and he still walked in the predetermined direction.

"Failed……"

In the special space, the three people who were surrounded by a strange flower garden felt sorry at the same time, but they were not surprised or desperate.

After all, it is dealing with a natural disaster!
"My space... was forced out by him." The gardener shook her head. She manipulated the vines and flowers, trying to pull him.

But before they touched it, they rotted and fell to the ground.

"This spooky spirit is a bit fierce!" Hawkeye saw that the white dots in his eyes flickered, "Maybe it's because he has no other abilities, so he focuses on his own destructive power?"

"Then be careful, we might die if it gets fierce!" Black Hand sneered, and then patted his forehead: "Oh...forget that we were already dead..."

After being promoted to the weird route, they have a very different concept from people.

Even if the head is cut off, it does not necessarily mean death.

In a way, it can also be seen as long dead, now just a bunch of new 'weirds' with memories.

"If you want to test it, there is at least one floor in my flower garden, which is a bit safe."

The gardener said suddenly.

"Well...then I'm on it."

The black hand looked at his palm, and a black vortex suddenly appeared in the originally white palm, like a black hole.

This is the origin of his nickname.

He once relied on this black hole-like palm to swallow a lot of weirdness!
This is an ability obtained beyond the weird path. One of his promotions had an accident, and he had to accommodate the traits that were not in the same path. Now he is not crazy or turned into a monster. He is definitely lucky.

The strange things that have been swallowed by the black hole in his palm, even the ghosts, will completely disappear from the world, and there will be no traits left.

At this time, the black hand stretched out his palm.

His right hand instantly became nothingness, as if it had disappeared.

In the real world, behind Fang Xian, suddenly there was a palm with a black hole in its palm, approaching cautiously.

'It feels like...'

Black hand licked his lips, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

At his level, he has a unique sense of danger for the strange. At this moment, his feeling is... There is an unparalleled danger ahead, and he is like an ordinary person, standing in the center of the crocodiles.

"Hawkeye, prepare to pick me up."

Black hand bit his lip, already made up his mind.

His palm suddenly landed on that 'person''s shoulder...

　A bit stuck, update delayed, sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)