Weird Resurrection: From Teddy Bear to Dread Bear!

The paper realm was torn open.

The ground seemed to open into an abyss of the underworld, with blue light shining from within.

Everyone stared blankly at the opening, a sense of fear in their hearts, as if something was about to crawl out.

The next second.

A massive hand reached out from within, slamming onto the ground, its five fingers thick and covered in rolling fur, interspersed with eyes, making it utterly terrifying.

Immediately after, a pair of horns emerged from within.

Two hands, a bear engulfed in ghostly blue flames, crawled out, like a demon king from hell.

The flames of compassion and rage danced and rolled on the ground.

Countless wronged souls wept, and eyes flew through the entire sky.

The sound of nursery rhymes filled the air.

The demon bear crawled out of the paper hell, with horns on its head.

Flames burned around it, and nursery rhymes echoed through the sky, as if welcoming the king returning from hell.

“Has the Demonic Bear's strength increased again?”

On the rooftop, Zhang Miao and the others watched the Demonic Bear in astonishment.

Although this was Zhang Miao's first time seeing the Demonic Bear, based on official records and the accounts of Zhang Tao and others.

It was a red teddy bear, a little over three meters tall, surrounded by red flames and eyeballs, with a fear level of only three to four.

But this thing in front of them…

With horns on its head, its fear level was probably no lower than six, a special-class aberration. You're telling me it went from level three to nearly level six in less than half a month?

What kind of growth attribute is this aberration? Isn't it a little too scary?

Xu Qing nodded, hurriedly taking out her notebook to record: "The Demonic Bear's growth attribute is too frightening, it must be recorded and reported to the authorities, otherwise, if it continues at this rate, it will become a disaster before long."

What's frightening isn't a special-class aberration being a disaster from birth, but one with disaster-level growth attributes.

Roar—

Zhang Yi stood in front of the paper hell, slamming his hands down and roaring forward.

Countless wronged souls and eyeballs rushed out from his throat.

The paper slowly formed the appearance of an opera performer.

The opera performer was enormous, its upper body had ten heads and twenty arms, its lower body countless legs, and the weapons in its hands were also different.

It sneered, pointing at Zhang Miao and the others watching the show above with a Guan Dao: "We are all aberrations, all demons, why kill each other? Isn't our goal this group of filthy, disgusting humans?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi slowly turned his head to look towards the rooftop, countless eyes blinking in unison.

The people upstairs were so frightened that they shuddered.

Zhang Miao clenched her hands tightly, knowing that the only hope right now was for the Demonic Bear and the opera performer to kill each other, otherwise they had no chance of survival.

Fear spread in the air, and countless eyeballs absorbed it, transmitting it into Zhang Yi's body.

Zhang Yi opened his arms, taking a deep breath like a king, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

Turning his head back, his mouth stretched to the roots of his ears, and when he spoke, the opera performer standing opposite could even see the eyeballs inside his mouth.

“Fear is truly the most beautiful taste in the world.”

“I am a demon, the demon of all living things, including you. They are useless to me, it's more enjoyable to transmit fear. But you are different, I want to taste your fear myself, and then eat you myself.”

“Understand?”

Two special aberrations were communicating, and the night watchers upstairs were trembling.

The Demonic Bear had never been defined as a certain kind of aberration, and now, Zhang Miao was even more certain that it was a neutral-level aberration.

It only acted for its own goals, whether it was humans, ghost controllers, or aberrations.

“In that case, then you can die.” The opera performer sneered, and the sound of a suona horn rang out around them, and then, the space continued to change.

A burst of flames appeared on its body, and it opened its mouth and spat.

The flames came towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi didn't move, letting the flames burn him, instead feeling very refreshed.

He squatted down and reached into the torn opening.

Then, he pulled it out violently, pulling out hellfire, and pulled it with both hands.

The hellfire became a stick.

He turned around, smiling and waving it: “Let's start enjoying it.”

“The compassion of the weepers, the music of death begins to play.”

When the music sounds, the little bear smiles, life and death are unpredictable.

Zhang Yi stomped hard, and flames of compassion and rage spurted out, cracking more than a dozen cracks inside.

The opera performer waved the Guan Dao in its hand, cutting off a section of the ground in front of it, and the cut-off ground directly broke off and fell into the endless abyss.

Zhang Yi's feet went empty, and his body began to fall downwards, but as he took a step.

Countless eyeballs condensed under his feet.

“This is your domain, but this is also my country, I am the king! The King of Fear, please begin your compassion.”

Stepping on the bridge made of eyeballs, he came in one step.

The hellfire in his hand waved fiercely, and the flames burned, and countless wronged souls roared above.

…

Seeing the two special aberrations fighting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Miao sighed and began to look for a way to break the domain.

At the same time, many ghost controllers also appeared outside.

Red High Heels, White Rope Club.

The vice-chairmen of the two H City clubs were here.

Even the doctor who came down from the official side was waiting here, not only were there many ghost controllers, but even the mechanical equipment used in the laboratory to deal with aberrations was moved over.

“Latest news, the Demonic Bear may have already entered, two streams of strange aura are colliding with each other, the domain has cracks, but there is another kind of power blocking it, and it can't be opened at all.”

The doctor nodded and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He said in a deep voice: "The cracks in this domain should be caused by the opera performer being impacted, either by the Demonic Bear or by Zhang Miao and the others. It is impossible to forcibly tear it open, we can only let people in."

Saying that, he turned his head to look at the people from the two clubs.

The two were silent for a moment: "We can send people in, but we hope that you can abide by what you promised us before, Doctor."

The doctor sneered: "Naturally, go in, rescue the people, and collect the materials from the Demonic Bear."

Collecting materials would allow them to better study the Demonic Bear and break the Barren Eyes on Lu Liangbing and others.

This Barren Eye is not like the power of rules, it is difficult to smooth it out without a ghost controller above level A.

Even if an A-level expert smooths out the Barren Eye, the person who is cast will become the caster's ghost slave, which is strictly prohibited by the official Night Watcher.

“Okay.” The two vice-chairmen nodded, and four ghost controllers walked out from behind them.

Their strength was all C.

This world is not short of ghost controllers, especially in the private sector, on the contrary, the number of official Night Watchers is relatively small.

Because ghost controllers will not live long after all, it is better to live for yourself than for others.