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Chapter 202 The Farewell of the Three Evil Spirits
The old friends of ancient Greece are all gone; they too have their own poetry and distant horizons.

Although staying in this world means they have lost everything—their treasures, power, and even all their past relationships and concepts have to be rebuilt, and they even have to face more than 6 million enemies lurking in the shadows.

These enemies are the most cunning and evil monsters in the world, the part of the 52 billion people who have been turned into zombies that even the light cannot save, an unparalleled darkness, and the darkest part of humanity.

But none of them hesitated. With 6 million enemies hidden in the shadows, Xue Law certainly didn't have time to pick them out one by one and kill them. So they decided to stay, just as they said, "Someone has to deal with this."

However, what follows is the story between Kamen Rider and monsters. He will occasionally keep an eye on things here, but he will no longer watch over them like a babysitter. He has more important things to do.

Not far away, three evil spirits were exchanging their experiences. Annabelle was mainly talking about how they had struggled to resist the attacks of the evil spirit clones and how she had turned into a teddy bear and risked her life.

The girl seemed to have a real talent for storytelling; her tales captivated old Barack and the old man who loved crafts. The old man was practically saying, "Here's a pen, you write the story, and we'll publish it together..."

Then, for some reason, she started talking about the Ultraman story she had just watched, and kept scratching her head and looking for her phone, or rather, Xue's phone.

Those two old cell phones were originally Xue Luding's old phones. After he formatted and cleaned them up, he specially downloaded hundreds of gigabytes of Ultraman movies onto them, just so that when he encountered other children, he could hand them over to let them watch more tokusatsu shows.

One of the copies was given to the old mystic Austin, and later, after many twists and turns, ended up in the hands of this child.

"Sigh, it's all gone..." She seemed like a deflated balloon.

"You also mentioned that the battle with the evil spirit's clone was very intense, so you might have accidentally lost it at that time." The old man who loved crafts ruffled the little girl's hair.

Even he found it novel that these three evil spirits, who had descended in this way, would actually genuinely like this era's world, especially himself. With Randolph Carter, the legendary investigator from Cthulhu horror stories, as his core, he actually developed a sense of dependence on another parallel world.

Although in this story, I am no longer the legendary investigator who is the protagonist, but a supporting character, in Nazieira's body, the old man who loves crafts is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Even if he's not the MVP, he's definitely the best support player.

Thinking of this, the old man took off his mask, revealing the thin face of a middle-aged man.

He was very ordinary, very plain, and not even as old as I had imagined; he looked to be about 50 years old.

After he took off his mask, his figure slowly turned into specks of light. The old man seemed to realize something, and he smiled and said, "It seems my time has come. I must leave."

Annabelle and old Barack were both stunned. They hadn't expected the old man who loved crafts to leave so abruptly.

"Goodbye. I'm very happy with this commission. Perhaps we'll have the chance to meet again in the future." This legendary investigator, who seemed straight out of a novel, disappeared into the light. He added one last thing: "Mr. Xue, this is my commission fee. Please feel free to contact me again if you have the opportunity."

The old man who loved craftsmanship disappeared, as if he had never existed.

The only thing left behind was that gargoyle-like mask, which rose up and slowly floated to Xue Dinglu's feet as he turned around.

Xue Luding, who had just seen his friends off, picked up the gargoyle mask, and a scan popped up on the system panel.

【Faceless Man's Face (A-): After wearing this mask, "no one" can detect your true face. You can modify your face to any extent or disguise yourself as someone else.

Note: This only applies to facial features. If your habits and posture differ significantly from the person being imitated, you will still be easily identified.

Xue Luding glanced at it, a slight smile playing on his lips. This kind of functional treasure was exactly what he needed. Although the illusion materialization could accomplish more than 90% of the tasks, modifying the face with it was like re-creating a character's appearance, requiring constant practice in character creation techniques.

Unfortunately, Xue Dinglu is terrible at character creation when playing games. He either chooses the default face or randomizes it. If he were to create his own face, he would definitely be able to create an ancient god-like appearance.

This Faceless Man mask essentially gave him a universal face-creation library, and also prevented others from detecting his true appearance.

Xue Lude picked up the mask. In his hands, this gargoyle mask could transform into any shape. He chose a white mask and put it on his face.

"Snapped."

The white mask fit Xue Daolu's face perfectly, without him feeling any discomfort or stuffiness. The mask looked just like a real face.

"Wow, what a sinister face! Couldn't you have chosen a more mortal mask to wear? Like my favorite Ultraman or Kamen Rider masks," Annabelle remarked, looking at Xue Dinglu in his white mask.

Xue Law: "..."

No, is the white mask really considered evil? Why doesn't he just change to an ox-headed or horse-faced mask? That would definitely be the underworld.

After Annabelle finished complaining, light slowly seeped from her body. After a moment of surprise, the little witch suddenly laughed and said, "Oh my, I never thought that I, a notorious demon, could become light one day." "Huh?" The only old undead who showed no signs of dissipating hurriedly said.

"It's when the evil spirit's obsessions and desires are completely fulfilled, and it has nothing left to do. In this situation, the evil spirit will slowly disappear. That's probably my current state," she said, scratching her head sheepishly.

"That's good. By the way, what is your wish?" the old spirit asked.

"Marry Daigo-nii."

Old Barak: "..."

What is all this nonsense? Who came up with this crazy person?
Although Old Barak wasn't from this world, he knew that Daigo was from this era, having played Ultraman about thirty years ago, and was now probably an old man in his fifties or sixties.

But you are an evil spirit born in the last century, how could you have such an outrageous wish?

"Just kidding, but I really have to go now. It's been a wonderful journey." The little witch glowed completely, then looked at Xue Dinglu and said slowly, "See you again sometime, my 'Daigo-nii'..."

Xue Law: “?”

She didn't say her last sentence directly, but instead mouthed it in the light.

So the old undead didn't see it from his perspective; instead, he kept complaining.

What they didn't know was that the "Annabelle Doll" really existed in this world, and it was displayed in the Boston Paranormal Museum, where many strange things were exhibited.

There are bloodstained scissors, handwritten manuscripts by the old man who loves crafts, rusty chainsaws, hockey bats, and a clown's red nose... In fact, many of the items in that place were just props donated by paranormal enthusiasts, which eventually became "paranormal items" on display.

Naturally, the Annabelle doll was among those supernatural items.

Today, during an inspection, staff discovered that the lock on the display case containing the Annabelle dolls had been opened for some unknown reason, and the cursed dolls inside had fallen to the ground, pointing forward with one finger as if determined not to stop.

"Whose prank was this?" The staff member picked up the doll and locked it back in the display case.

Of course, this is a story.

In the end, of the three evil spirits they summoned, only the Old Undead remained. Unlike the other two native evil spirits, the Old Undead was summoned from another world through the connection of Xue's Law.

Although he felt he had the most fun in this battle, lying down the whole time without having to exert much effort, he also watched three or four other Ultraman stories along the way.

And finally, it seemed that I had fulfilled my dream and become the light that I had always wanted to be. At this moment, I was so excited that I felt really satisfied.

He looked at this world, and although he had become the guardian of his own world, to Blue Star, Old Barak always seemed to be looking at a "white moonlight".

He actually really wanted to stay in this world and not go back.

Like that man who lost his homeland, he was just like that.

However, after finally pulling himself together, he decided to go back. After all, his little granddaughter was still there, and even if he had to come, he would at least bring her over.

As he pondered, a light slowly emanated from his body, as if to tell him that his time was approaching.

"Wait, wait, I still have a lot to do..." Old Barak immediately realized that his time in this world was running out. He quickly took out his phone, which only had 1% battery left, and said to Xue Dinglu,
"Hey kid, hurry up and fully charge this phone! And also, give me a charger, and if it's convenient, a whole set of charging equipment!" the old ghost kept shouting.

Xue Law: “?”

However, he was also relieved. Fortunately, this time the old man didn't keep calling him "his granddaughter" or "Daigo" or anything like that. In fact, Xue Dinglu knew that this guy had always had a feudal and patriarchal mindset.

And because of his age, his thinking is absolutely unchangeable; he's the most stubborn kind of old man.

If he forgets, that would be for the best.

Xue's Law immediately materialized a charger through his imagination, a power bank that could be charged by both solar power and hand-crank, saying, "You can have your phone for free, take this to pass the time..."

"Hahaha, this is great!" With that, the old ghost vanished before their eyes.

(End of this chapter)