Weird Resurrection: From Teddy Bear to Dread Bear!

The moonlight was high, and an eerie aura spread through the air like ripples of water.

Layer upon layer of ripples drifted into the distance.

"I've locked onto the aura of the Painting Spirit!" Liu Li said with a face of joy, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

To find this Painting Spirit and prevent it from continuing to absorb other spirits, the members of the Special Dragon Squad had barely slept. At this moment, each of them was exhausted with dark circles under their eyes.

But after hearing Liu Li's words, a glint of light flashed in their weary eyes.

"Finally locked on. We'll go straight there. The captain and the others are on their way."

"This time, we must kill it."

This operation against the Painting Spirit involved basically every Night Watcher in H City who could come, all for the sake of killing this Special-Class spirit.

A Special-Class spirit with such high growth potential was terrifying.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent Lu Liangbing, whose strength was at C-level.

The squad currently had three people on-site. After locking onto the Painting Spirit, they went there as quickly as possible, reporting the address at all times.

Lu Liangbing and seven or eight other Night Watchers were also rushing over.

After glancing at the message, Lu Liangbing's eyes were steady. "Locked on. The Painting Spirit might be making a move. We must contain her before she absorbs the fourth spirit. Hurry up a bit."

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Inside the room.

The two men's eyes trembled, their gazes filled with fear.

The scarred man gritted his teeth, his fists clenched until they cracked. "That idiot Boss Huang… why didn't he make it clear that the spirit he wanted us to deal with was this Demon Bear!"

The Demon Bear was a Special-Class spirit. Although its level was not high for the time being, it was still too much for the two of them.

Underneath its fur, terrifying eyes surged, seeping out a bloody red light in the moonlight.

The short man couldn't help but retreat backward. The oppressive feeling of the Special-Class Demon Bear made them forget their previous boasts.

There was still some blood and an eye on the skeleton hand.

After he tore the eyes off the ghost skin, those eyes began to parasitize his spirit like a contagious disease.

The skeleton hand, which only had bones left, began to sprout eyes.

It was as if extra segments of growth had suddenly appeared at the bone positions, still wriggling and blinking.

The scene was terrifying.

"Demon Bear… what's there to be afraid of? Let's kill it in one go." The short man said, while retreating backward.

If it weren't for his actions and trembling feet, the scarred man would have almost believed him.

There were still traces of eye spread on his ghost skin. Looking closely, the other side of the ghost skin was covered with eyeballs, densely packed like hives, still wriggling and blinking.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the other side of the ghost skin, and tore that part off with a rip.

It hurt so much that he bared his teeth, but the ghost skin from other parts quickly filled in.

*Thump—*

The short man, constantly retreating backward, suddenly bumped into something. He turned his head and saw the muscular man sent by Boss Huang.

He had a pistol tucked in his waist, but he was still just an ordinary person.

"Don't fucking block the way!" The short man roared.

But the muscular man didn't move. His face was pale, his mouth slightly open, his throat churning, as if something inside wanted to rush out.

The Little Bear had completely stood up, its body slowly growing larger with the dancing flames.

Mixed with eyes in the rolling flames, it was like a demon crawling out of hell.

With each step it took, footprints of flames appeared on the ground.

"We can't wait any longer. Let's attack directly." The ghost skin gritted its teeth, feeling this powerful pressure, and said in a low voice at the same time.

The face skin suddenly covered him, and sharp iron thorns began to appear on the ghost skin.

The skeleton hand didn't hesitate when the ghost skin attacked. He gritted his teeth and directly broke off a skeleton finger, then swallowed it.

In the next moment, the skeleton hand began to emit a black-purple aura, spreading around like a centipede.

His skeleton hand stretched forward, tearing through the black aura and instantly appearing in front of Zhang Yi.

The skeleton hand grabbed directly at Zhang Yi's neck.

No one knew what the Demon Bear's weakness was, only that there were stitched marks on its neck.

But before it could grab Zhang Yi's neck, Zhang Yi's body suddenly began to swell.

The Demon Bear bloodline made his body become very large. Originally a teddy bear, he was now three or four meters tall.

Flames surrounded him like a dragon. With a single grab, he directly grasped the skeleton hand in his hand.

At the same time, the ghost skin arrived, wanting to wrap him inside like a scroll.

Layers covered him.

Until the Little Bear's entire body was wrapped inside, and the flames began to dissipate.

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"There's a chance!" The scarred man's eyes lit up, ignoring the eyeballs appearing on his face, and hurriedly looked at the short man. "Use your aura to wrap it together, and try to kill it in one go."

"Okay!" The aura of the skeleton hand was still spreading.

Just when they thought they had succeeded.

Zhang Yi's flames spread out along the ghost skin.

At the same time, the fireflies that originally appeared in the air began to condense into eyes, and eyeballs filled the entire room.

Dense and omnipresent in the air, they were even afraid of inhaling these eyeballs into their bodies with a breath.

Tang Meili was completely frightened, holding her breath and not daring to breathe.

"Damn it, this is his Domain. The Domain is spreading. Be careful." The short man gritted his teeth and continued to break off a skeleton finger.

The black-purple aura seemed to be fighting for space with these eyeballs.

*Puchi—*

Suddenly, the Little Bear's eyes flickered with flames, and a colored eyeball exploded directly.

A voice came.

"You two take those two, give me that woman!"

Huh?

The sudden voice startled the two men, because the voice came from behind them.

The scarred man and the short man turned their heads sharply to look behind them. Only a muscular man stood behind them. The voice came from the muscular man, but it was not him who made it. The voice came from deep in his throat.

It was as if a loudspeaker was placed there, the voice hoarse.

The voice came from the throat, but it was not from his throat at all, but more like from the stomach.

The scarred man frowned. "What… what are you saying?"

"No, there's something in his throat!" The short man took a step forward.

Zhang Yi looked at him, and a deep, faint murmur came, like a strange musical instrument in an empty valley. Others couldn't understand it, but the Painting Spirit understood it.

It was just one sentence: "Get out, she's mine, you're mine too, everything is mine."

Immediately, a layer of red light began to spread.

"Welcome to my Domain. This is the Land of the Judgement."

The blood-red sky was full of stars, but these stars were red eyeballs.

*Dong—*

A river suddenly appeared under Zhang Yi's feet, pulling his whole body down.

As early as when he released his Domain, the entire room had been wrapped by the Painting Spirit.