The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 107 The Paper Man
Beside the ornate table, faint breathing could be heard.

Despair spread wantonly, devouring this middle-aged man who had spent most of his life in Taizhou.

"Ah...let me go..."

The fat man in the broken brocade clothes lay on the ground, the clothes looked like they had just been fished out of a pool of blood, the pupils of his small eyes were dilated, and he crawled towards the door in despair.

Behind him lay three beautiful women who had expired.

The exposed gauze on her body was torn to pieces, and a big hole was opened in her abdomen. The organs inside were no longer visible.

Only a white shell was left, with the last glow of her beauty.

"what!"

The man who was trying to crawl forward finally stopped, his thick blue lips were trembling, and he saw a pair of blue and black feet suddenly appearing in front of him.

"ghost…….."

He only had time to spit out such a word.

I saw the mouth of the evil ghost in front of me suddenly opened wide and became larger than its own size, with sharp teeth spirally arranged inside.

You can almost see the wriggling stomach below.

Rowan's neck hurt and he didn't know anything anymore.

And in situ, left a pile of skulls and hair left over from eating.

The monster landed on all fours again, dragged several corpses, and crawled towards the deepest part of the house.

This will be my lair.

Much more comfortable than in a jar.

And delicious humans.As long as you take a bite, you can squirt the sweet juice.

It's wonderful.

he thinks.

……

【Those who oppose hell will be silenced forever】

[You have to be insidious and powerful to grasp these authorities.You not only want to become an invincible sword, but also become the king of the underworld! 】

[Mission target discovery.Killing the target can get 300 points of system favorability, and the points depend on the level of the killing target]

……

Mo Rang stood in the completely dark courtyard.

The tall figure is as straight as a green pine.

His handsome face was as cold as frost, and he was holding a knife in his hand, which was three feet long, and the cold light on the knife surface had a blue-purple quenching color.

Even if most of the ghost energy is restrained by Shanin Guilu, it still makes people feel intimidating.

"What's the use of giving so much favorability to the system? Why don't you give me something practical."

Mo Rang smacked his lips. He had wondered from a long time ago whether the degree of favorability of the system was related to the level of chatter.

[When the favorability of hell reaches a certain level, the treasure hunting system will be automatically activated]

"!!!"

"I want to be the second and fifth son of the system!"

Mo Rang walked in front of the door in anger, his teasing mood gone.

In order not to startle the snake, he restrained his breath, slowly opened the door in front of him, and walked in.

"call"

The end of the nose is filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Even if you have guessed it, the situation inside is definitely not optimistic. Mo Rang didn't expect it to be like this...hell on earth.

There were scattered pieces of bones on the ground, and intact hair peeled off to the ground together with the scalp.

Bloody and brutal.

Mo Rang calmed down, all the ghost energy that could scare the ghost king was restrained, his eyes were also ordinary black, he looked like an ordinary ordinary person, but he was not allowed to enter the forbidden area.

There is nothing more delicious to an evil spirit.

As for Mo Rang, what he wants now is to trap this ghost.

"rustle."

It seems that something is rubbing against the ground, some are like plastic, or hard iron, making a creepy sound on the ground.

"Shushashashashashasha..."

The voice gradually became faster and closer.

Don't hold the knife with both hands. This evil ghost has its own way of hiding. You can't see the ghost energy on it, and you can only guess the direction of the ghost by hearing.

"Shushashashashasha..."

Don't let your eyebrows tighten. When your eyes noticed the black shadow shooting out from the right, you had already pushed the knife out.

This knife was without any scruples, and ghost energy burst out, entangled on the sharp jackdaw.

Completely ignoring Sombra's defense, he chopped off one of its arms.

Only a snap was heard.Then there was a loud "boom".

Immediately afterwards, howls of pain that were neither human nor wild beasts sounded one after another.

Mo Rang could finally see clearly the whole picture of the "person" who fell to the ground.

It was a child-sized demon with pustules on its bluish-black skin.

Unlike the starving ghost, which was also the size of a child, this evil ghost...was indeed a child when it died.

There are no pustules on his face, except for his blue-black skin, his facial features are delicate and lovely, and his dark green eyes are full of malice and confusion.

Don't let the hand holding the knife tremble.

"call out--!"

While he was in such a daze, a pale thing suddenly flew in from the window.

The sharpness is not inferior to the flying knife.A three-finger-long gash was made directly on his face.

what is that?
Mo Rang was shocked, his eyes were like spinning blood-red fire wheels. In his field of vision, the pale light and shadow became clearer and clearer, turning into the outline of a paper man.

The paper figurine grew larger in the wind, deforming like a flexible ribbon, wrapping the evil ghost without an arm.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly dragged the evil spirit out of the window!

When Mo Rang chased them out, they were already gone.

Even the meager ghost aura is far away.

I can't catch up.And even if he catches up, with the opponent's speed, he might not be able to beat him with his current strength...
in the dark.

The man with the knife stood frowning, the blood in his eyes gradually faded, and his stature returned to that of a slender woman.

He thoughtfully walked to the side of the stone bridge.

There stood an open jar, the clay on top of which had soaked into a dirty mush.In it, Mo Rang could feel a faint ghost aura.

He took the jar back into space and didn't even pay attention to the sound of the system notifying him that the mission had failed.

He had a bold guess in his mind, but he didn't know if the person raising the little ghost behind him had anything to do with the Ghost Spirit Palace.

【Indecision is your biggest weakness】

"Well, not next time"

Mo Rang said softly, his voice also turned into a sweet sensuality, which gradually dissipated in the dark night.

Apart from the mess in this room, no one will know that he has been here.

……

Outside Taizhou City.

A donkey stood on the green wilderness, wearing a bright red silk brocade around its neck, embroidered with bright yellow dots.

On the donkey's back, sat a kind young man. His brows were freehand and romantic, but his head was full of white hair. He was wearing a loose blue Taoist robe, and his seemingly relaxed brows revealed a kind of hostility.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he raised his hand and shook the copper bell in his hand.

Following the "rustling" sound of the copper bell, there was silence everywhere, only to hear a whistling sound, and a pale ball flew out from the city.

The white-haired man took out a jar from nowhere, and picked it up casually. The jar in his hand was ordinary, but he put it back firmly before the thing fell to the ground.

　Come on and code, there will be a hole that can be filled tomorrow, happy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)