Lin Fan and his group stood in the middle of the Buckingham lobby.
A pale, bluish tinge crept onto the faces of the sorceress and the spider.
A chilling aura seemed to emanate automatically from the depths of their souls, causing goosebumps to rise silently on their backs.
They were surrounded by people.
They stood in a dark, dense mass, each emanating a chilling aura. Their mouths opened and closed mechanically.
"I feel so awful."
We feel so bad.
Lin Fan recognized some of them.
The boss of Baijinhang, the man who opened the door for me this morning. And Chen Qian, the one alone in the private room.
Unlike before performing ghost plays,
They have now clearly lost their reason and consciousness, turning into a series of zombie-like evil spirits.
The same one he killed at the entrance of the morgue of the First Hospital the day before yesterday.
"Damn it, I'm probably going to die here today," Spider said, his face pale.
His voice trembled slightly as his gaze swept over the crowd and the forest of evil spirits before finally settling on the sorceress: "Um... sister."
"Look, this person is about to die, could you... well... hehehehe..."
"Get out!" The sorceress kicked him without any politeness.
"Alright!" he replied, walking to the side and starting to dance again.
He was rejected—
He started waving his arms, looking just like a blond guy stubbornly dancing after being rejected by a beautiful woman.
The sorceress took out several ghost talismans from her bosom.
"Xiao Fan, Spider, I have a way that might work."
"Um?"
"Use death talismans and stick them on your body. In their eyes, we are just like them, dead people. These corpses, which were just called evil spirits, are very stupid. They can't tell the difference."
As she spoke, she handed the Death Talisman to Spider and Lin Fan.
Snap!
With a soft sound, she affixed the talisman to her chest.
suck--! ! !
Spider held the talisman to his nose and took an exaggerated sniff: "What an alluring fragrance!" He took the opportunity to tease the sorceress, and then, under the sorceress's angry glare, he also stuck the talisman to his chest.
Click, click, click!
A series of crisp, twisting sounds emanated from the corpses as they turned their heads.
Look at the spider and the sorceress.
"You...you deserve to die..."
"I want to eat...you all..."
A black, eerie wind swirled around Lin Fan and the others, and beneath it, a group of corpses moved with scattered, heavy steps, gradually surrounding them.
The shattered face, the stench of death, and the scattered footsteps combined to create a chilling fear that pressed down on the group.
"Holy shit!"
"Witch doctor, something feels off," the spider, its blood completely ice-cold, said in a somewhat frightened tone.
"That shouldn't be the case... logically speaking..."
Before she finished speaking, the corpses began to move.
A chilling wind howled, and an extremely unsettling black wind swept towards them.
"Watch out!" The sorceress instinctively shoved Lin Fan, but missed.
Lin Fan, who had been standing to the side, stepped forward and stood in front of her without her noticing.
Unlike before, the eerie flames that accompanied his laughter no longer burned on his body; instead, small black vortex-like whirlpools rose up.
The small wisps of wind, when grouped together, resembled a black trench coat casually draped over Lin Fan's shoulders.
The boy stepped forward and stood in front of the sorceress and the spider, slowly raising his left hand. At that moment, his demeanor became both sinister and majestic.
A phantom black playing card appeared faintly behind him.
It was so dark that the colors were impossible to see.
Beneath the playing cards lies a massive, equally illusory black throne.
Kneel down!
The young man before him spoke softly, his calm voice carrying an unimaginable air of authority, while also subtly hinting at other, indescribable meanings.
The fortune teller suddenly felt her thighs go weak, and instinctively wanted to kneel before the boy...
She twisted her thigh hard, constantly reminding herself, "That's my brother, not my master."
Splash!
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With her self-warning, all the "comeback" corpses in Baijinhan, centered around Lin Fan, knelt on the ground.
Lin Fan's eyes flashed with an eerie majesty, and he stretched out his palm, a black vortex appearing above his palm.
Cold, eerie, and pure black.
Lin Fan slowly sat back down, his figure overlapping with the illusory black throne at that moment.
The playing card shimmered slightly at that moment, revealing a black ghost king with intricate and detailed brushstrokes in the center. The ghost king's face was none other than Lin Fan's.
He slightly raised his chin, his face expressionless: "Kill!"
A voice devoid of emotion, not even a trace of murderous intent, came from his mouth.
The little boy in black standing next to him suddenly looked up.
The originally fair eye sockets quickly turned dark.
"Promise!"
He responded in a childish voice, stepped forward and stood half a meter to the left of Lin Fan, raising his pale hands.
The sixteen fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, wriggling individually.
Click!
A finger slipped off the front of the left hand.
Sizzle—!!
With a sound like a jet of steam, invisible flesh and blood sprouted from the severed finger.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a solidified, dark spear of flesh and blood.
His chubby head rolled off his shoulder and turned into a floating black lantern.
"Gaga gaga gaga—"
"Black Demon King Spear!"
An eerie laugh emanated from the black lantern, and the severed finger spear exploded out with a deafening roar.
The cold, black light shone like a black sun ray, shooting straight forward in front of him.
Wherever the cold light touched, all evil spirits instantly collapsed, turning into tiny black droplets as fine as water vapor.
The next instant, the scattered black light fell like rain from the sky, precisely hitting each evil spirit. It ignored the obstruction of various buildings and accurately and clearly scattered on each evil spirit.
And so all those evil spirits instantly collapsed.
In the blink of an eye, not a single living evil spirit remained in Buckingham Palace.
There were no more bodies.
Only drops of black mist remained, dissipating without any trace...
The Ghost King Hei Yan annihilated over a thousand evil spirits with a single finger.
That's terrifying.
After doing all this, the darkness in his eyes vanished instantly, and he returned to his previous adorable and simple-minded appearance.
She stood obediently beside Lin Fan.
"Brother, it's all done."
Lin Fan, sitting on the illusory throne, slightly slightly in response.
With a thought, the black vortex floating above his palm began to spin rapidly.
Wow!
Whoosh!
A phantom sound of ocean waves arose, and the mist rapidly surged into the vortex, visibly solidifying it like a piece of black jade.
The fortune teller opened her mouth wide.
So handsome!
"That domineering aura! That sense of control!"
"I really want to be dominated by him!"
Spider nudged the sorceress's shoulder quietly and whispered, "Don't you think something's off about Xiao Fan?"
"You don't know anything! This is the kind of temperament a man should have!"
The fortune teller rolled her eyes, but instinctively felt a little worried about Lin Fan.
To be fair, Lin Fan's condition was indeed somewhat abnormal.
...
As Lin Fan withdrew the vortex of energy from his palm, he felt something cold and icy in his hand.
He stood up.
As the [Demon Control - Music] sequence ability quietly shut down, he suddenly realized what was happening.
"just..."
My actions...
Something is not right.
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