Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 366 Mary Shaw

Ravenfield City.

Although it is nominally a city, its actual size is only the size of a town.

This town is a typical town built during the period of western development. It is closed, conservative and has almost no communication with the outside world.

But no matter how little communication there is with the outside world, it wouldn't be like this now.

Deserted, eerie, and filled with damp mist.

It was clearly daytime, but there was no sunlight at all.

Zhang Jie and Na'er were walking in the town with the frightened Jamie. When they saw this scene, the scar on their face wrinkled.

Zhang Jie smiled faintly: "It's really deserted here. How come there's not even a single person here in broad daylight?"

Since they entered the town, they haven't found a single living person.

The vehicles, houses, and even the tableware in the house were all neatly arranged, as if the owner had just left.

But there was no one there, not only no people, but not even a dog.

Jack trembled, looking back and forth like a frightened pigeon: "No, it's impossible."

If Zhang Jie hadn't accompanied him, he wouldn't have dared to come in.

"Don't be nervous, young man." Zhang Jie comforted Jamie while hinting at controlling him and strictly ordered him not to open his mouth, so as to prevent him from getting scared and running around.

Zhang Jie's mental power covered the entire town, but surprisingly, these seemingly harmless fogs could actually interfere with the mental power scan.

Zhang Jie feels that psychics seem to be increasingly disadvantaged in high-end games, with mental pollution and mental interference occurring at every turn.

What the mental scan reveals may not necessarily be true.

However, he is a second-level gene lock and double A-level telekinesis master after all.

His control over telekinesis was very methodical. He sensed the frequency of the surrounding fog and adjusted the frequency of his own mental power to make it penetrate deeper.

But this seemed to stimulate the fog, and the fog surged like a living thing, covering the three people.

In the blink of an eye, the fog covered the three of them, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face. The gray mist kept seeping into their clothes.

"What happened?" Jamie said with a blank expression and pursed lips. All his emotions were suppressed by Zhang Jie, and he was not frightened by the sudden attack.

"Na'er, there's something wrong with this fog." Zhang Jie hugged Na'er and frowned.

This fog was very strange. Not only could it infect mental scans, it also seemed to trap them within the fog.

At least Zhang Jie tried his best to spread his mental strength, but he couldn't find the way he came.

It seems that this small town is the only one left in the world.

Spatial ability?

How is that possible? He's just a little ghost.

At this moment, Zhang Jie heard the sticky sound of the amniotic membrane rupturing, followed by the friction sound of hundreds of bare feet dragging across the asphalt road.

Da da da.

coming.

With the sound of footsteps, the fog became thicker, and even Zhang Jie's mental power could not spread outward.

"Na'er."

Zhang Jie shouted softly and casually materialized a Gauss pistol.

To materialize fantasies, one needs to understand the structure of an object. Zhang Jie happens to have psychic abilities that allow him to scan an object in great detail.

Therefore, although he was limited by his knowledge of runes and could not materialize high-level legendary magic equipment, he had no problem materializing some technological weapons.

Naer clasped her hands together, very pious, and chanted the mantra in a low voice.

A faint white light lit up on the three people, illuminating the fog ahead.

Zhang Jie finally found out where the missing townspeople had gone.

Accompanied by the thick asphalt-like fog, a pair of feet, two pairs of feet, and more feet.

Appeared in the field of vision.

The toes on the soles of the feet are all bent in the opposite direction, using the toe joints to support forward movement.

One after another, stiff townspeople appeared in the fog.

No, not human.

Their movements were very stiff, like puppets being controlled by someone.

Every town resident had a strange and creepy smile on his face, as if the smile was carved directly on the face with a knife.

These people are dead.

He has become Mary Shaw's puppet.

To be more precise, it is a ghost.

Is Mary Shaw that strong?
Zhang Jie couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Dr. Zhuang said that she was just an evil spirit transformed by a puppeteer.

The only rule for killing is to pull out the tongue when the person's mouth is open.

Too rustic.

Ordinary people with strong will can get away with it once they know the rules.

But now it seems that Mary Shaw has transformed thousands of people in a small town in an instant.

That's not bad.

If this is the case with the nameless little ghosts, then if it comes to the famous demons, there will be chaos.

But why did Mary Shaw start killing now?

Could it be that Mary Xiao has been sleeping for so many years, or has been sealed by someone?

It recently broke through the seal.

"Jack, you're back."

The meal was cold and gloomy, without any emotion.

All the puppets made a heart-pounding chorus of sounds at the same time.

Jack woke up instantly, and the calls of these "puppets" helped him break free from Zhang Jie's mental suggestion.

The first moment he woke up, he saw so many strange dolls calling his name.

When the leading woman emerged from the mist, Jack found that he recognized the floral dress.

It's his girlfriend's.

My dead girlfriend!
"Jack, you're back." With a strange smile on the familiar face, she called Jack's name hoarsely.

Jack subconsciously wanted to scream.

Then Zhang Jie quickly covered his mouth with telekinesis.

calm down!

A voice sounded in Jack's heart, and he was even more frightened and trembling.

If Zhang Jie hadn't controlled his body, he would probably have turned around and ran away.

——There’s something.

Zhang Jie patted Naer's shoulder.

Commanded in the telepathic link: "Try these damn things."

Naer nodded and opened the second-level gene lock with a serious expression.

Divine magic, holy blessing.

A series of spells fell on Zhang Jie's Gauss pistol.

The divine magician is a very special profession. He has no melee ability and his divine arts are very simple. Most of them are blessing-type divine arts. His frontal combat ability is almost zero and he is even more fragile than a psychic.

His abilities are extremely biased and can only be used against dark and evil things.

If it were to deal with an ordinary person, it would probably be better to just punch him.

However, this also brought about a blood-killing suppression of dark creatures.

Bang bang bang!
The Gauss pistol, which was blessed by divine magic, fired continuously. One bullet could directly take away a puppet and turn it into a wisp of black mist.

But the puppet was not afraid at all and continued to rush towards Zhang Jie and the others.

Pieces of steel plates appeared out of nowhere and knocked them to the ground.

However, even if they were hit by steel plates, the puppets could still find broken limbs anywhere and continue to stand up. This group of puppets that were pieced together from all sides was even more terrifying.

The lady owner of the dessert shop tilted her neck back at the extreme angle of her cervical spine, and the butcher's fat fingers poked out from the crack of her throat, each fingertip sticking with dried maple syrup.

More bodies emerged from the mist.

The postman's upper body was grafted onto a schoolboy's hips, and the graveyard keeper's chest was stuffed with clumps of barbershop hair.

The corners of their mouths were sewn to their earlobes with fishing line, and bloody puppet joints wriggled between their limbs.

Divine magic, dispel evil!
I saw a halo shining from Naer's eyebrows and spreading out like ripples, disturbing the surrounding fog, but the fog did not dissipate.

The halo swept over dozens of puppets, and the puppets fell down as if they had lost control.

The puppet fell down, but the mist did not dissipate.

This left Zhang Jie somewhat bewildered, and he kept muttering to himself, "This is impossible! Even the most powerful demon would have reacted to some degree if struck by a spell designed to dispel evil. But why wouldn't the fog around him dissipate?"

The situation in front of her was really weird. Mary Shaw was just a puppeteer in her life. How could she withstand the magic of dispelling evil cast by Na'er, an A-level bloodline magician?
"Honey, I feel something is wrong. There isn't much evil in their bodies." Naer said.

"No evil?" Zhang Jie was even more confused. These ghosts looked like monsters and there was nothing human about them.

There's nothing evil in it.

"It's just that a supernatural power is controlling them." Na'er frowned and said, "I can't eliminate this supernatural power, I can only expel it from their bodies."

"They have long been dead and have no souls left. They are just empty shells."

At this moment, more dense footsteps sounded from a distance.

Naer leaned against Zhang Jie nervously.

Zhang Jie asked in the mind link: "Jamie, what is the permanent population of your city of Ravenfield?"

Seeing the monster defeated, Jamie finally regained some composure and quickly responded in his mind, "There should be about 30,000 citizens."

Thirty thousand
It sounded like there were tens of thousands of footsteps. Mary Shaw really wiped out an entire city. It was really outrageous.

If evil spirits can destroy a city at will, shouldn't humanity have been destroyed long ago?
More and more puppets surrounded them from all directions in the fog, staring at Zhang Jie and Naer with strange smiles on their faces.

"Snapped".

The puppets took a step at the same time, causing the ground to shake. Then they took another step. Without saying a word, they surrounded them step by step.

Jack was so frightened that he bit his fingers so hard that they drew blood.

He tried hard not to scream, because he knew that if he opened his mouth, Mary Shaw would kill him.

"Jamie, come here."

He saw his father's pale face in the crowd.

"Jamie, come here."

He saw his girlfriend in the crowd.

Familiar figures appeared in front of him one after another, with strange smiles on their faces.

Just when Jamie couldn't hold back any longer and was about to scream.

boom!
The invisible force wreaked havoc and crushed.

Countless broken bones and blood splattered everywhere. Under the double A-level telekinesis, the puppet was crushed into a ball of meat paste.

Not only that, under Zhang Jie's indiscriminate attack, the buildings were turned into pieces and scattered everywhere, and the entire town was reduced to ruins under Zhang Jie's attack.

Even the thick asphalt fog was slightly dispersed by this move.

The only ones who could stand were Zhang Jie and two others, as well as an old woman covered with a black veil.

Mary Shaw.

Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes, his telekinesis couldn't completely crush her.

The fog disturbed the black veil on Mary Shaw's face, revealing her pale and rotten face like a corpse.

A golden dagger was stabbed into her chest.

Mary Xiao stared at Zhang Jie with those vicious eyes.

The scar on Zhang Jie's face wrinkled, and his fantasy became reality.

King Gauss's Treasure House!

Gauss pistols appeared out of thin air around him and hovered in the air.

Aimed at Mary Shaw.

Let’s see which is harder, your head or my hundred Gauss pistols!
I don’t believe I can’t kill you!
"I'm trash."

Zhang Jie sighed and said in frustration, "That's just the way it is. I didn't expect I couldn't even handle a little kid."

"No matter how hard we tried, we couldn't kill him. In the end, we had no choice but to leave the town with Jack and Na'er."

"It's okay, Brother Jie, I'll get back at you later." Zheng Zha patted Zhang Jie's shoulder.

Zhang Jie covered his face. "A full one hundred Gauss pistols and bolt guns. Later, I also materialized a tubular pulse machine gun and a Gauss sniper rifle."

"It bombarded us for more than ten minutes."

"Even Godzilla can be beaten into pieces."

"But that female ghost Mary Shaw, no matter how hard we try, we just can't kill her."

"Fortunately, as long as I don't open my mouth, Mary Shaw can't do anything to me. She can only trap me in the fog and scare me into opening my mouth with terrifying scenes."

"I spent quite a while doing this with her."

Saito touched his chin and said, "This is unscientific. In theory, Na'er's magic is very effective against evil spirits and demons. Why is it that it has no effect on Mary Shaw?"

"And your bombardment would make even the demons of the Warhammer world tremble."

"This female ghost didn't react at all, it's completely against Tian Gang."

"Unless." Zhan Lan adjusted his glasses: "She is not a ghost in the ordinary sense."

"It's a very special kind of evil spirit."

She asked, "Brother Jie, how did you leave?"

Zhang Jie lit a cigarette and said with a wry smile, "I figured wasting time with her wasn't going to work, so I found Mary Shaw's tomb in that town."

"There's an erased epitaph inside, saying she was some kind of puppeteer who controlled evil spirits. Because she used children to make puppets, she was sanctioned by some organization."

Na'er said: "Ghost rider."

"That's what that English phrase should mean."

Zhang Jie took a puff of his cigarette: "The most important thing is that the lining of Mary Xiao's coffin is actually made of gold."

"Gold?" Everyone was stunned. If it contained talismans, Bibles, and crosses, it would be understandable.

But why gold?

"I don't know why it's gold. It's not mentioned on the epitaph. I'm just going to give it a try." Zhang Jie blew out a smoke ring. "I just materialized a golden coffin and sealed her in."

"Hey, guess what."

"Mary Shaw was completely motionless, and the fog disappeared."

"We just left like that."

"This..." Everyone looked at each other.

What a strange ending! It wasn't the development of new skills or the opening of new genetic locks.

Instead, he materialized a golden coffin and imprisoned Mary Shaw.

"Is the underlying logic that money makes the world go round?" Zheng Zha said optimistically, "That's great. We have plenty of gold."

"I don't think it's that simple." Saito retorted, "I've never heard of gold being able to imprison evil spirits."

“It’s not even recorded in some cultivation papers.”

"Zhang Jie, have you found any other clues?"

Zhang Jie thought for a moment and said, "I just think it's a bit weird for such a big ghost to kill people by pulling out their tongues when their mouths are open."

"Evil ghost." Na'er said hesitantly.

"I don't think Mary Shaw is a traditional evil spirit."

"At least it doesn't feel evil to me."

"She doesn't even have much resentment."

"I don't sense much hatred for living people in her."

"Then why did she kill an entire city?" Wang Xia asked.

Naer pondered and said, "It feels like she just wants to kill people, just like we breathe, eat, and sleep."

"Killing is something that happens so naturally to Mary Shaw. It's not about emotions or rituals."

Everyone was stunned. Isn't this almost the same as the god of death?

Kill without emotion, strictly according to the rules.

"And even if she has the ability to destroy an entire city, she can only kill by opening our mouths and pulling out our tongues."

"This," Zhan Lan frowned, "feels like a program."

The cursed spirits in The Grudge may have all kinds of strange abilities, but they can kill people with their hands, feet, abilities, and props. There is no rule that they can only kill people through one behavior.

"This is starting to become a headache again." Zheng Zha scratched his head.

"What should we do next? We are still being chased by the Grim Reaper."

Zhang Jie said strangely, "I've already entered that town and rescued Jack, but there's no quest prompt."

Zhan Lan said thoughtfully: "Don't think about it, wait until you deal with the Grim Reaper, and then find a way to complete Mary Shaw's side quest."

"I foresaw that the 74th attack was about to begin."

Cheng Xiao lamented, "God of Death, will it ever end?"

"Round after round, when will it end?"

Zheng Zha looked towards the north: "It's okay, the doctor should be able to take care of it."

(End of this chapter)