Horror Resurgence: Gambit and Sadako Kiss

There are dense mysterious lines on the surface, shining with green luster.

At first glance, it looks like a dead man's arm has been embedded into the door alive!

And at the next moment, this arm actually protruded from the surface of the door, grabbing something indiscriminately.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yamaguchi suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

"Are you kidding? Could it be this arm that attacked Takemoto just now?"

Lin Han, who was hiding in the dark, also frowned deeply.

Compared with those two, he observed this weird arm more carefully.

Apart from the lines on the surface of this weird arm, some sword marks can be vaguely seen, and a large area of ​​scars can be seen near the elbow socket.

"There are scars on the surface. I'm afraid it's not born like this. Could it be that this is the arm of a severed ghost?"

Lin Han was a little startled when this guess came to his mind.

It's just one arm, and the supernatural power it contains seems to be on par with him.

Then the owner of this arm, that ghost... how strong should it be?

And who could cut off an arm from an existence of this level?

Chapter 2 Fifty Lin Han, who planned to hide in the dark, was carefully observing the arm that appeared from the door, and suddenly his expression became tense.

"Huh? There are other spiritual fluctuations? It's...behind that arm!"

Suddenly, a figure came out of the dark room, followed by the second, and then the third, one after another, and the number was still increasing.

Faced with this scene, Yamaguchi narrowed his eyes slightly.

The first person came out of the darkness, and it looked like Takemoto who had been dragged into the house earlier!

But at this time, Takemoto's face was pale without a trace of blood, a pair of dead gray eyes stared at him, his head was raised, his neck was bloody, and the white bones inside could be vaguely seen.

The same is true for the people behind them. They are obviously citizens of Sakura Country by looking at their clothes.

These dead people seemed to be a team, with that arm clustered in the middle, and their eyes looked at Takemoto in front of them.

Horror, it goes without saying.

"Manipulating the dead, turning them into ghost slaves, or in other words, turning them into real ghosts?"

In the dark, Lin Han's eyes glowed red, trying to distinguish the identities of these guys.

If these dead people were just ghost slaves controlled by ghosts, then it would not be difficult to solve it, but if they became real ghosts, things would become difficult.

In the face of a group of fierce ghosts, Fang Zheng's ability may be more suitable for this situation.

But at this time, that arm raised its finger slightly, and waved lightly at the human in front of it, as if giving some kind of order.

Immediately, the corpses clustered around it continued to move, walking towards the two people in front of them stiffly, at a slow speed, but it gave off a chilling feeling.

"Yoshikawa, call quickly, I can't delay much time!"

Under extreme fear, Yamaguchi's face became ferocious, and his arms were crossed together, as if he was manipulating something.

The next moment, the kimono in front of him also started to move, rushing towards the oncoming crowd of dead bodies.

The weird sleeves of the kimono were like a sharp dagger, piercing the neck of the dead Takemoto in one stroke, splashing scarlet blood.

Takemoto fell down, but the corpses following behind also started to move at this moment, and a pair of blackened arms stretched out, taking the opportunity to grab the corner of the kimono.

Stab... stab...

There was the sound of clothes being forcibly ripped apart.

Yamaguchi, who was manipulating the kimono, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, and cried out in pain:

"Ah~!"

Shouts of pain echoed through the dark streets.

Those dead bodies were trying to tear up the kimono, and as the manipulator of the kimono, he immediately felt the pain of his body being torn apart.

"Damn it!"

Yamaguchi clenched his teeth, the blood froth from his mouth couldn't stop flowing out, but at the moment he couldn't care less.

If that kimono was really torn apart by these guys, then my body would also be in pieces!

However, just as he was about to continue manipulating the kimono, suddenly, a rope flying from nowhere appeared directly in Yamaguchi's sight.

"not good!"

Yamaguchi's pupils contracted violently, and he stepped back subconsciously.

However, it was still too late, the rope that seemed to have an autonomous life wrapped around his arm that was manipulating the kimono, and then pulled it suddenly.

puff!

Countless blood was sprayed, and a slightly trembling arm fell directly to the ground.

Yamaguchi's face turned pale to the extreme, and he let out an extremely miserable scream as he watched his arm being pulled off and the wound that was still spurting blood.

"We can't let him be killed by this ghost, otherwise, this ghost will become stronger."

Lin Han's expression froze in the dark, and he was about to make a move.

And just when he was about to open the spirit room and move that unlucky guy out first.

Lin Han's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked behind Shankou at the woman who was chanting something earlier.

2 minutes, here we go.

At this moment, time seemed to have fallen into a kind of stillness.

The body of the woman named Yoshikawa twitched uncontrollably, and bright red blood kept flowing out of her deep eyes.

Suddenly, a black blurred figure appeared behind her, gradually walking towards here.

Looking at this scene, Lin Han's eyes flickered strangely.

He guessed right.

This woman is indeed summoning the so-called gods of Sakura Country.

The blurry figure gradually became clear. It was an old man wearing the unique black Sakura country costume. His wrinkled face, skin covered with corpse spots, and those sharp eyes appeared against the dark background. Scalp tingling horror.

This is...one of the gods of Sakura Country?

Staring fixedly at the old man, Lin Han's eyes froze.

It didn't smell like a god at all, but more like a... ghost.

At this time, the woman named Yoshikawa had stopped convulsing, and her face was pale. At this moment, she was kneeling on the ground with Yamaguchi, who had lost an arm, worshiping the god they finally summoned.

"My dear god, please help us!"

The old man stared at the two kneeling and bowing their heads with gloomy eyes, and with his black lips parted slightly, he said in a non-masculine voice:

"Sacrifice, ready in three days."

After finishing speaking, the old man in a black robe looked like a priest, looked at the motionless corpse in front of him, and the arm standing on the ground, and walked towards them stiffly.

The confrontation is about to start again.

In the dark, Lin Han clenched his fists tightly, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

Facing the advancing old man, that weird arm still only slightly raised his arm and waved it lightly at him.

Immediately, the group of dead bodies moved again, all walking towards the old man.

Facing the dark figure, the god of the Sakura Kingdom just waved his palm lightly.

In an instant, something unimaginable happened. The advancing corpses seemed to be affected by some kind of influence, and the skin on the surface began to rot.

The rate of decay was very fast, and in just a few breaths, the dead people were left with only a skeleton, and a little bit of flesh and blood stained on it.

A lifelike white bone skeleton, ferocious and terrifying.

The old man waved his hand again, and even the bones of the advancing corpses melted, turning into a puddle of white liquid and falling to the ground.

With two waves of hands, the danger of the suspected ghost group was easily resolved.

Lin Han's heart sank after witnessing this scene.

"It's a terrifying ability. His palm seems to have the effect of melting everything. Can even the existence of suspected ghosts be easily dissolved? However, it is obviously uncomfortable for him to use this ability."

In Lin Han's vision.

It was clearly seen that the old man's already decayed body was now more severely corrupted, and his face covered with corpse spots became more wrinkled.

"If at most it's just melting the flesh and blood into a liquid state, then I should be able to handle it. After all, with the river of blood, even if this body is melted, it can immediately create another one."

Putting away his thoughts, he looked at the battlefield in front of him again. No, to be precise, it was the rope that had entangled the man before.

How can you find a way to get such a good thing?

Chapter 251 The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole instantly dissolves the group of dead bodies behind the black-clothed old man, but the result is that the wrinkled face is so loose that it almost falls off, as if it is difficult to maintain this body. rotten.

He looked at the broken arm in front of him, a strange color appeared in his dead eyes, and he spoke intermittently:

"It turned out to be that guy's arm... no wonder there is such a method, that rope... is the spirit binding rope..."

At the end, the old man's voice was a little stuttering.

It's like remembering something, but I can't remember it.

Looking at the dull look of the god of the Sakura Kingdom, Lin Han, who was secretly watching, narrowed his eyes.

The broken arm has no self-consciousness, it just acts on the instinct of a ghost, and this old man...

Although the supernatural power contained in it is very strong, it seems that there is something wrong with itself, and the reaction is slow and the thinking is not very clear.

Maybe take advantage of this...

Facing the old man's words, the confronting broken arm remained unmoved, but took advantage of the opponent's stupefied effort to launch an attack, holding five fingers empty.

The next moment, an old rope appeared directly around the old man's neck as if it had fallen from the sky, and then automatically tied a knot around the old man's neck.

Kaka!Kaka!

The rope was tightened suddenly, and there was the sound of bones being forcibly broken.

In an instant, the originally loose skin of the summoned old man even began to fall off at this moment, revealing the ugly face like a ghost inside, and the eyes of memories revealed the color of pain.

Even so, the rope that easily killed Takemoto and broke one of Shankou's arms did not kill him.

The strangled old man tremblingly raised his palm, and quickly swung it at the severed arm in front of him.

boom!

The skin on the surface of the severed arm came off in large pieces, thick blood seeped out from the flesh and blood, and even a little bit of white bones could be seen, but the five fingers it held in its empty grip still did not loosen.

Kaka!

There was a gap in the old man's neck, and the flesh was torn apart by the rope.

The situation is already obvious, if this continues, the god of the Sakura Kingdom will probably be directly strangled to death.

However, at this moment, a strong red light emanated from the old man's chest, followed by the sound of flesh and blood ripping, and a black arm protruded from his chest.

The black arm grabbed the rope, and the rope that strangled the old man's neck was slowly loosened at this moment.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The old man coughed twice in pain, with a grim expression on his face:

"You destroyed most of the body that was finally condensed like this. I want to eat you! The younger generation over there, the sacrifice will be changed to tomorrow, and the number must be doubled!"

Shankou, who was paralyzed on the ground next to him, felt bitter when he heard the words, but he still kowtowed in response:

"Follow the orders of the gods."

At this time, the black arm protruding from the old man's chest had gradually moved the rope away from his neck, and his five fingers firmly grasped the wriggling rope, holding it in front of him.

As for the broken arm...

At this moment, it seemed that because of the suppression of the rope, he was stuck in place blankly.

Looking at the struggling rope in front of him, the old man said darkly: