This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 176
After one person and one ghost walked out of the trading market, they went straight back to school without wandering around.

Seeing that it was about to reach the intersection between the staff dormitory building and the school, the expression on the face of the ghost of Yinshan suddenly became heavy. It used the corner of its eye to quietly annotate the place behind them, and said softly to Wednesday: "You Do you feel that there is something behind…”

Wednesday tugged his sleeve lightly, motioned him not to continue, and patted the wooden box: "Don't worry, I found out a long time ago, but how could something happen to me with this thing? You go back first." Come home, I can handle it myself!"

Seeing that he was so confident, the ghost of Yin Shan didn't say anything more, just patted his shoulder and turned his head towards the direction of the dormitory building to go home.

In fact, ever since they came out of the Jiayi Center, they had already felt that someone was following them on Wednesday, but they didn't know the other party's intentions and strength for the time being, so they didn't make random moves.

He waved his hand at the back of the hidden good ghost, pretending to be ignorant, walking slowly towards the school with the box in his hands.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, although there were still open shops on the street, there were not too many evil spirits on the road. Occasionally, there was a gust of wind, blowing the leaves on the side of the road and rustling.

Suddenly, on Wednesday, he smelled a stench passing over his head very quickly. Under the street lamp in the distance, in the dim light, he clearly saw a figure standing in the dark.

The figure was 400 meters away from him, but it was still clearly visible on Wednesday. It was a woman whose whole body was rotten and smelly.

It was wearing a very shabby white dress, with disheveled hair, rotten wounds on its arms and feet, and the rotting flesh on the wounds had turned black, as if it had been cruelly punished.

Its hair was so long that it blocked most of its face, leaving only its dark red eyes staring sinisterly at Wednesday.

What the hell is this? !

Wednesday walked forward to the engine department with some doubts, observing it carefully.

Although the whole body of this thing has been rotten, it only has a stench, no ghost smell, and can't feel any other abnormalities, just from the appearance...

Stopped 100 meters in front of it on Wednesday, and asked with a chuckle, "Sister Sadako? Yo? I almost didn't recognize her colored contact lenses... It's late at night, how about a walk?"

The rotten woman didn't have any expression on her face. She stared straight at the wooden box in his hand, as if she was confirming something, more like she was waiting for some order, and she didn't take any action for a long time.

"Sister Zhenzi, it's better to come sooner than later. If you're not in a hurry, can you do me a favor?"

After speaking, he lifted the lid of the wooden box with one hand, and directly took out the silver-white black-gold battle axe.

Although this thing is not easy to take out, but in this situation, he has a strong premonition in his heart - the other party is here for this thing, if he doesn't take it out early, every second of delay will increase his chance of death!
The originally dark path was a little brighter because of the glimmer of light from the battle axe.The evil puppet stared straight at the battle ax in his hand, as if he had finally found his target, his crimson eyes suddenly rolled together, and he let out a frightening scream.

It moved very fast, and it was already in front of Wednesday in just a few steps, and the nails on both hands stabbed at his neck like sharp knives!

A little later on Wednesday, he took a half step back, lifted his right foot and kicked it hard in the stomach. Shaguo didn't expect his strength to be so strong, and he was kicked five or six meters away, face down heavily fell to the ground.

He put the tomahawk horizontally in front of his body, glanced at Sha Puppet, and sneered with some disdain: "That's it? How many years have you practiced? Is it so brittle? Is your master not very good..."

As soon as the words fell, Sha Puppet stood up from the ground swiftly, as if he had never received any heavy blows, waved his arms, and launched another offensive against Wednesday.

The long hair on its head seemed to be like many tentacles, and they all branched out, like independent weapons with autonomous attack capabilities, and began to rush towards him crazily.

But on Wednesday at this time, there was still a faint joking smile on his face, without the tension that should be felt during a fight, and there was not even the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.His calm appearance didn't look like he was about to fight a puppet at all, more like he was playing with a pet.

When those tentacle-like black hair were about to approach him, he suddenly waved the black gold battle ax in his hand, and the silver-white ax body drew a lightning-like white light in the night sky.

This white light slashed at the evil puppet's neck, and when the ax blade touched the evil puppet's flesh, there was no sound, as if cutting paper with ease.

Before Sha Puppet realized what was going on, his head rolled from his shoulders to the ground, and those tentacles struggled hopelessly for a few times before gradually calming down.

This relaxed and smooth feeling made Wednesday instantly obsessed with the feeling of swinging a tomahawk!

He never imagined that this tomahawk with a heavy handle would be so handy in fighting, without the slightest sense of dullness or effort!

A puppet that looked extremely terrifying was solved like chopping vegetables!
Just when Wednesday was content to look at the battle ax in his hand and was full of ambition, the evil puppet on the ground whose head had been chopped off wobbled and stood up again!

Before he could react, the severed head not far away seemed to come alive.

Those long hairs were mixed with a stench, tightly wrapped around Wednesday's arms, and desperately wrapped them around the handle of the tomahawk!

At the same time, the evil puppet rushed over in the direction of his head!
Wednesday stepped on its head with one foot and struck it hard with a tomahawk in one hand. In just a few blows, Shapuppet's head was already broken into pieces. It looked like a watermelon that had been smashed.

Finally, those long hairs seemed to have lost their vitality, and fell from his arms to the ground weakly, turning into a pile of dead grass in an instant.

Although Sha Puppet's head has been broken, its body is still standing, as if its body and head are two completely independent entities.On Wednesday, I even felt that the self-healing ability of this thing would allow it to grow a head again...

The headless evil puppet let out a sharp wail from his mouth, and his knife-like nails rubbed against his body vigorously, as if there was a kind of pain that had nowhere to vent.

The piercing sound tormented Wednesday's eardrums.

"You... what the hell are you?!"

He became impatient almost instantly, and vowed to do something to stop Sha Puppet from continuing to make such an ugly and piercing sound!

(End of this chapter)