Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 470 Terrible
"The disaster... has it stopped?"

"Is this the salvation given to us by the gods?"

"You idiot... Where are the gods in the world? If there are demons who like to play with human lives! There must be some kind of change in the ghost that we can't imagine... We must find out!"

Fang Xian stopped moving forward. For all observers, it was like seeing a miracle, and everyone opened their mouths in shock.

"Ok?"

In an instant, Fang Xian sensed a lot of gazes.

There are even a few forces that he is very familiar with, peeping.

That is a strange power!
"So it's this world..." Fang Xian had a smile on his lips, and suddenly thought of many people: "Ordinary people are like this, they can't stand the scouring of a long time... Most of the people I know are old and dead, right?" ? I don’t know how many can survive…”

Those who can survive have probably undergone terrible and strange promotion and transformation, and their spirit and body have undergone drastic changes, which are quite different from before.

Thinking of this, Fang Xian felt a little melancholy.

At this moment, he saw a spirit remover approaching.

The other party moved slowly and cautiously, just like a little white rabbit preparing to provoke a tiger, or a child who lit firecrackers and ran away.

In some respects, I should be more dangerous than things like tigers and firecrackers, right?
'After all...my existence...is the biggest weirdness!Oh, and one more...'

Fang Xian turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

He could feel that the madness there had condensed into an entity.

'If it is in this world?It probably appeared with a terrifying and weird appearance?Tsk tsk... that is beyond the fifth type of terror, right? '

"It turned its head. I just got closer and it turned its head..."

Huang Ye roared furiously in her heart, a voice echoed back and forth: "What to do, what to do, what to do?"

To be honest...he didn't want to be this experimental soldier.

But there is no way, the organization is watching from behind, and it cannot be done.

At this time, the commander's voice came from the headset: "You pause first and see the other party's reaction!"

Huang Ye suddenly looked like a sculpture, maintaining a close posture, motionless, which looked a little ridiculous.

But no one present could laugh.

'Fortunately...the other party still follows the rules...or, I didn't trigger the killing conditions? 'Huang Ye secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In the rear, the think tanks were arguing: "Why? Why did the target change like this?"

"I don't think the approach of an ordinary spirit remover will cause such a change... Maybe it has something to do with the temptation of the three strange kings before? They seem to have failed, but in fact they still have a certain effect?"

"But now the target has turned. Although it's just a head turn... But there is indeed a possibility to lure him away... Let it divert its route and no longer pass through the city center..."

"The direction the target is facing is okay at the moment... but if we advance another 200 kilometers, we will reach the city center in another area!"

"Change its direction so that it faces no man's land..."

"We don't know its laws yet, don't be self-defeating..."

The think tank looked at the screen, and the blood-stained man in the robe was caught in a heated argument.

"Look!"

During the discussion, a think tank member suddenly pointed to the screen of the live broadcast.

On the screen, the 'spooky spirit' slowly turned its neck, seemed to sweep around, and finally looked at... the screen!
It seems to be looking at everyone connected through the screen.

The strange spirit inside had the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and seemed to be smiling.

In the eyes of the think tanks, this is more terrifying than any horror movie, and it makes people feel chills.

"Damn it, hasn't the picture been completely harmless?"

A member of the think tank unplugged the power supply, saw the screen turn black, and couldn't help but cursed.

"This ghost is very different... Maybe it has surpassed the fourth type?"

Another made a hypothesis.

The next moment, the screen turned on again, and the ghostly figure reappeared.

The members of the think tank looked at the plug in their hands, their expressions instantly became dull, and extreme fear was brewing in their eyes.

"It... came?"

"This is a curse! Beyond the curse of Type Four...you see it, it can curse you..."

"This level of horror... despair... great despair!"

An old man patted the table: "Quick... let the spirit remover protect us, we are already cursed."

Snapped!
But at this moment, the windows on all sides were suddenly closed, as if a layer of iron plates had been added, and the door was even more slammed shut, making a loud noise.

The entire conference room suddenly turned into a closed cage.

"Hehe... have you forgotten the agreement we signed when we joined?"

Another think tank held his head in his hands, his face full of decadence: "In the face of some unstoppable 'curse', in order to prevent pollution, the headquarters has the right to abandon us and seal up this area forever..."

"damn it."

The old man seemed to have had all the bones removed from his body, and he slumped limply on the recliner.

Although they knew about this, none of them had tried it before.

Most of the time, they were holding coffee and instructing the frontline spirit removers to strangle low-level weird things and spooky spirits, which gave them an illusion.

You are safe and on top of yourself, manipulating everything.

But now, this sense of security and superiority was thrown to the ground and shattered, and even stepped on a few times!
In the face of real terror, distance and protection are not worth mentioning!
"I... help..."

One member looked at his right hand with a panicked expression.

On the palm of his hand, patches of stinky corpse spots emerged, his fingers turned pitch black, and suddenly turned into dust, blowing in the wind.

The speed of this spread is as if there is a monster that is quickly devouring his fingers, followed by his palms, arms, and even his whole body!
"It's a curse!"

"Meme Spread!"

The think tanks around fled as quickly as they would treat a patient with a severe infection.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

They all know that distance and other things cannot stop the spread of the curse.

Everything is just a subconscious reaction.

"Ha ha……"

"I swore, even if I violate the teachings and end my life by myself, I will not die at the hands of those things..."

A middle-aged man laughed miserably, with a frenzied expression, suddenly pulled out a revolver, and stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth.

boom!
……

"No... I just glanced at you casually..."

Fang Xian complained secretly in his heart: "Oh, I forgot that my eyes are polluted... I have to restrain myself, otherwise, wherever I see it, where I die, it will not be good to spread my reputation..."

He was previously dominated by madness and instinctively wanted to harvest a large amount of spirituality.

Now I don't have that urge to leave this place.

(End of this chapter)