Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 370 Ghost [God] (6K -in-)

"Gunter von Tryon, your masterpiece is wreaking havoc on the human world."

Zhuang Boshi's smile instantly turned cold, as if covered with a layer of frost.

"That captain is planning a project called [Ark]."

"He deliberately caused the top ghost riders from various countries to kill each other and consume each other in the conflict, resulting in heavy casualties."

"The goal is to weaken humanity's core power against the supernatural, reduce the ability to check and balance the evil spirits, and ultimately allow the evil spirits to become the masters of this world."

"What!" Zhang Xuan behind him was shocked and couldn't help but make a sound.

However, von Trenne remained calm, without any ripples, as if it was a trivial matter.

He began to explain, "The Ghost Ship Project was a plan I personally developed during my time as the head of Area 51 to eliminate evil spirits."

"But you raised a ghost with self-awareness." Zhuang Boshi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Von Traien scoffed. "Every terrifying supernatural event, every terrifying ghost, may have originally been an attempt to solve the problem of the rampant ghosts."

Zhuang Boshi was unable to refute for a moment. Evil ghosts were so troublesome that ghost handlers often had no time to consider the long-term and could only "tear down the east wall to repair the west wall" and desperately struggle to survive the present.

Von Traien said: "Initially, we only wanted to build a ghost ship that could infinitely suppress and carry evil spirits."

"A strange captain drives this ghost ship, wandering the seas and imprisoning evil spirits, thus reducing the harm of evil spirits to the human world."

"After all, humans still primarily live on land."

Aliens have no lifespan limit and are not afraid of the resurrection of evil spirits. In addition, the ghost ship has the ability to suppress evil spirits infinitely.

Theoretically, it is highly feasible, has low costs, and acceptable risks. This plan is much more reliable than Zhang Xianguang's Peach Blossom Spring plan.

Zhuang Boshi raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a pity that the captain finally lost control."

"He went from being an alien to a conscious evil spirit."

"Anyone who relies on evil spirits will eventually be corrupted by them." A strange smile appeared on von Treinen's face.

"I'm almost dead now, and I don't have the ability to deal with the Captain and the King's Organization." Von Trien stood up and handed an old parchment to Zhuang Bosch.

"Then, I'll leave it to you?"

"?" Zhuang Boshi reached out to take the parchment, but found that it was actually a letter of appointment, and looked confused.

"From now on, you are the head of Area 51 in the United States," von Tränen explained.

Countless black question marks suddenly appeared in Zhuang Boshi's mind.

How could I, a good reincarnation of the Zhongzhou team, be appointed by you as the leader of North America?

Should I recite a few lines of poetry to decline the offer next?
He frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"I'm only giving you the formal authority to handle the King's Organization. Whether you're willing to handle it or not is irrelevant."

"As long as you have this agreement, the ghost riders and secular forces that once belonged to Area 51 will obey your command."

"Of course, you can also treat it as waste paper." Von Trein said, putting the letter of commission on the table at the side, as if it was just a useless piece of waste paper.

"I'm not worried about the captain completely losing control, because I've established a basic logic, a rule that must be followed even if he becomes a ghost—"

"When the captain loses control and wants to destroy humanity, find Zhang Dong and kill him."

"Hahaha, I'm sure Zhang Dong would be very surprised if he knew about this!"

Von Trenne suddenly burst into laughter, with a hint of madness in his laughter.

Zhuang Boshi cursed in his heart.

That's it!

No wonder the captain placed the Ark Project in the country and believed that Dazhou City was bound to hit a wall. It turns out that it was you, old man, who was behind this!

However, this was also von Tränen's final restriction on the captain.

"I no longer have the ability to stop the Captain, so I can only let someone truly capable deal with him."

"Whether Zhang Dong is alive or dead, he has a way to solve any supernatural incident!"

There was an undisguised fanaticism in von Treinen's tone, as if Zhang Dong was an omnipotent savior.

Zhuang Bosch discovered that von terlein was a die-hard fan of Zhang Dong.

In his eyes, Zhang Dong was omnipotent. When Zhang Dong asked him to suppress the evil spirits, he went to the United States to suppress them without hesitation.

Zhang Dong told him not to interfere with the younger generation, so he devoted himself to being a stay-at-home in this mental hospital for decades.

He even doesn't want to care about the rampant King Organization.

In the end, Zhangdong was considered the safest insurance.

One fan is worth ten haters.

It is said that the Emperor of Dongtian is very powerful and has suppressed an entire era. Unexpectedly, he really defeated all the ghost riders in the world.

At least von terlein, the old Nazi, is completely convinced.

After learning about the old man's experiences, many of Zhuang Boshi's questions were answered, but he still had not grasped the most critical issue.

Zhuang Boshi looked directly at von Traien and asked, "I've always wondered why evil spirits can't be killed."

Von Tlein looked at him in surprise, as if he had not expected the young man to ask such a question: "Why do you want to explore this?"

Zhuang Boshi looked into his eyes and smiled, "God sent us here to end the era of evil spirits."

The Heaven he mentioned naturally refers to the Lord God.

According to the Lord God's positioning requirements for the Zhongzhou team, and referring to the main mission of the previous world, the mission of the Zhongzhou team is probably to end the supernatural and save the world.

But, didn’t Yang Jian already do it?
"Arrogant!" Von Tryan scoffed at Zhuang Bosch's views.

"Sixty years ago, even Zhang Dong couldn't put an end to the evil spirits, let alone you."

"Besides, there are no gods in this world. There are only evil spirits in the guise of gods."

Zhuang Boshi was not affected by his fan club's comments and asked, "So what is the source of the evil spirits?"

"I've also researched the history of evil spirits," von Traien said.

"But the source of the evil spirit has never been found."

"But what is certain is that evil spirits have existed throughout human history."

"At least in ancient Greece, there were murals recording evil spirits attacking humans."

"As for the first ghost tamer recorded in history, it was over two thousand years ago."

"He is the Nazarene."

"Jesus Christ." Zhuang Boshi showed a surprised expression on his face.

Von Trein nodded and said, "I have deciphered some documents from the ancient Greek and Roman eras."

"In that era, the number of evil spirits in the world was not large but they were very dangerous. They were a combination of many evil spirits today."

"During the Roman Empire, sages tried every possible way to end the era of ghosts, so they decided to create an existence that surpassed all evil spirits—"

"The body of the evil spirit is controlled by human consciousness, and infinite life is controlled by the all-good Godhead."

"Jehovah!"

"Or Jesus Christ."

"He is a triune being, with the believers' consciousness as the Holy Spirit, the terrifying evil spirit as God, and Jesus Christ as the Son of God who carries power."

“The Holy Spirit becomes the anchor of humanity, the Son the core of consciousness, and the Father the shell of power.”

"This is Jesus Christ, the most powerful man who ever lived."

"Alien?"

Zhuang Boshi was even more surprised. How come this description was so similar to Yang Jian’s later state?
"Young people nowadays really like to use the word 'weird' to describe this situation." Tryon nodded.

"It can be said that Jesus Christ is the first alien created by the Roman sages in the world. He can also accommodate evil spirits as a puzzle piece of himself."

“So, He is both One and Ten Thousand.”

Von Traien paused for a moment, then looked at Zhuang Boshi with cloudy eyes. "But Jesus Christ is not a true God after all. He cannot suppress all evil spirits."

"Therefore, Jesus Christ will create a heaven to protect all human believers."

"That's the Paradise Project."

Von Traien said in a complicated tone: "Since the world is full of evil spirits, why not create a paradise without evil spirits?"

"In the minds of the sages, heaven is inhabited by nobles and citizens, while commoners and slaves are responsible for farming and production on earth."

Zhuang Boshi was speechless after hearing this. He didn't expect that someone had tried Zhang Xianguang's Peach Blossom Spring plan two thousand years ago.

And the original ghost painting might be hidden in God’s puzzle!

"Like I said before, any supernatural disaster is often initially caused by the purpose of suppressing evil spirits." Von Trien smiled stiffly.

"But later, as more and more evil spirits were accommodated, Jesus Christ's consciousness was devoured by the evil spirits' instincts."

"[God] is out of control."

"[Paradise] has fallen."

Von Trenne laughed strangely, a laugh that was chilling.
"A ghost is still just a ghost after all. No matter how powerful it is, it cannot escape its murderous nature."

"An omniscient and omnipotent 'God' eventually turned into a terrifying 'fallen God'."

"So, how was God finally imprisoned?" asked Zhuang Boshi.

The level of the ghost [God] is probably hard to imagine. It can be seen as the later corruption of Yang Jian, who possesses countless kinds of terrifying and supernatural existences.

"He can't be detained." Von Trien shook his head.

"God has become close to a true deity, gathering many unimaginable spiritual powers."

"So, the sages of the time created Christianity, wrote the Bible, and spread its teachings. They used the beliefs and consciousness of countless people to anchor the 'Fallen God' in heaven, preventing him from invading the human world again."

“This is the original Noah’s Ark.”

Zhuang Boshi was a little surprised, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Hasn't the Fallen God been revived in all these years?"

Von Traien laughed strangely. "This is a spiritual shackle that has been imposed by billions of believers for over two thousand years."

“This approach cannot be replicated.”

"However, there is no absolutely perfect method of imprisoning evil spirits."

"Historically, during several large-scale resurrection events of evil spirits, the Fallen God would briefly awaken, and each awakening would cause the deaths of millions of humans."

"The most recent one dates back to the mid-nineteenth century."

Zhuang Boshi understood.

That must be the Kingdom of God movement of Christianity.
Hong Renxuan, Brother Heaven.

Tens of millions of people were killed or injured.

Among them, how many people were killed by the fallen God when he briefly woke up?
Von Trien lowered his eyes, revealing his wrinkled arm, on which there was a cross mark.

Zhuang Boshi frowned tightly and looked at von Treinen suspiciously, his eyes full of vigilance.

Von Träien didn't mind and said frankly: "In 1943, the Fallen God should have awakened." "I stopped him, but I paid a heavy price."

As he spoke, he raised his arm, and the cross mark began to bleed. The bright red blood was particularly glaring.

Feng Telain stared at Zhuang Boshi strangely: "The second condition is that you need to help me bear the curse of the 'Blood Cross'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally dim and flickering light of the oil lamp above suddenly "banged" without warning and exploded into thousands of tiny sparks in an instant.

These sparks seemed to be driven by some strange force, and instantly exuded a thick and black mist like asphalt.

The black mist was like a living thing, moving along the walls. Wherever it passed, the walls quickly lost their original color and became decayed. Then, patches of mold spread wantonly on the walls, and the atmosphere of the entire room instantly became eerie and terrifying.

The smile on Zhuang Boshi's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The second condition was to bear the cause and effect of the "Ghost God" for von Trenne.

What a joke!
Am I such an easy-going person?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the divine eyes between his eyebrows lit up slightly, emitting a light like the sun.

At the same time, the Spear of Judgment in his hand was slowly raised again, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light.

"I know you might not want to."

"But before I became a ghost rider, a mysterious man gave me this gold badge." Von Trien said, taking out a golden hexagonal badge from his arms.

The surface of the badge was engraved with strange patterns, faintly gleaming in the dim light.

The golden spear tip that was originally ready to fire suddenly stopped, and Zhuang Boshi's eyes were instantly attracted by the badge.

Of course he recognized it.

This is the protective prop made by Saito Hajime, Golden Shield No. 1.

And it's experimental.

Saito Hajime only made this one for Zhuang Boshi to review, and it is still hanging on his chest.

Zhuang Boshi reached out and took the Golden Shield No. 1, examining it carefully.

This badge has been worn out by the years and is even older than the one in his arms. The surface is scratched and mottled, and the luster is much duller. It has long lost its original shield function.

impossible!
Unless you are a saint!
No.

Rather than saying that it was a saint who took action, it is more likely that he traveled through time to that era and personally handed over the Golden Shield No. 1 to von Traien.

For a moment, countless guesses burst into his mind like fireworks.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at von Traien.

"When did this happen?"

"1916," von Trenne recalled.

"In the trenches of the Western Front, the fighting was brutal. It was this badge that helped me survive the hail of bullets and helped me successfully control the evil spirit."

"That person also told me that if I met a mysterious person before I died, I should give him this gold badge."

"He said he would take care of my funeral and bear the consequences."

"I now understand that the person he was talking about is you!" Von Träen raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile.

Zhuang Bosch wanted to say something, but he found that von Treinen's face was distorted, and a bloody cross appeared right on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sound like flesh being torn apart came from the "Blood Cross".

Along with the noise, the light in the basement seemed to be instantly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings fell into a thick darkness like ink.

There was only a blood-red cross crack that suddenly stretched across the void, and at this moment it suddenly expanded at an alarming speed.

In the crack, a huge heavenly palace that seems real and illusory and magnificent is looming.

Above the Heavenly Palace, there are countless blood-red crosses, and those crosses seem to be entangled with souls struggling in pain.

The "angels" whose true appearance is difficult to see are floating above the group of crosses. They seem to have sensed someone spying on this forbidden place, and they all turned their heads 180 degrees and looked at Zhuang Boshi with their empty eyes that emitted a faint light.

Those were extremely terrifying ghosts!

In an instant, an extremely strong spiritual aura spread out like surging waves, as if to submerge the entire space.

"Eternal Father!"

"The Eternal Son!"

"Eternal Holy Spirit!"

The strange, deafening, and indescribable loud noise kept hitting Zhuang Boshi's consciousness like a heavy hammer.

In a trance, Zhuang Boshi saw a huge bloody figure tied up and hanging upside down on a huge cross.

The figure exuded a terrifying aura that made people tremble with fear. Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened, as if they could see through all the vanity in the world.

The Crusader Blood Angel, representing countless terrifying evil spirits, hovered between two blood-red eyes in the sky.

The projection of the 'blood cross' was everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded by this terrifying power.

With just one glance, Zhuang Boshi instantly understood that the huge blood-colored figure was undoubtedly the [Ghost God]!
"Hey!"

A cross-shaped crack, wrapped in a strong spiritual aura, shone on Zhuang Boshi like lightning. The overwhelming force that Pei Mo could not control was like a surging tide, almost pulling him into the bloody cross space.

In the Eye of Heaven between Zhuang Boshi’s eyebrows, the bronze gears were spinning madly, making a sharp creaking sound.

The magic cannon in the divine eye between the eyebrows was also quickly ready to be fired, and the brilliant light gathered in the eyes.

At this critical moment, the bloody cross crack disappeared without warning. Zhuang Boshi only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and he returned to reality.

But when I looked closely, everything around me was the same as before, with neither the cross crack nor the bloody heaven.

It was as if the thrilling scene just now was just an absurd illusion.

Zhao Yingkong looked worried and asked softly, "Doctor, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, trying to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

"Don't panic. The Fallen God is currently sleeping in Heaven and won't be awakening anytime soon." Von Treinen straightened his wrinkled clothes and spoke slowly, "Only by knowing can one be implicated in cause and effect. To put it another way, it's a popular saying."

“That’s the meme.”

Zhuang Boshi's face looked grim, although it was very likely that his future self had traveled through time to the past and given him a hint.

But the ghost god is a bit supermodel.

"The time has come. I have told you all the information." Von Trien said, looking up at the broken swastika flag on the rafters.

He raised his right hand, gave a solemn Nazi salute, and shouted, "Hi, Hitler!"

The next moment, there was a dull "bang" and von Träen fell straight down, hitting the ground heavily, without a breath.

Karma?
No!
Old man, are you going to die just like that?
I haven't settled the score with you yet!

He was giving a long speech one second, and then lying on the ground dead the next?
This way of dying is too ridiculous. Not to mention that it would be like Zhang Dong's soul coming back to life in seven days, causing a shocking scene.

At least there should be some dignity, why did he die so miserably?

While Zhuang Boshi was secretly complaining, he took out the golden coffin and sealed von Treinen's body inside without saying a word.

No matter how the funeral is handled, it is always right to detain him first.

"Is this called "touching a car"? " Zhao Yingkong asked hesitantly with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yingkong, did you hear the old man's message about God just now..." Zhuang Boshi turned his head and looked at Zhao Yingkong.

Zhao Yingkong looked confused, shook his head, and said, "What is that? Aren't you all discussing Zhang Dong?"

"Really..." Zhuang Boshi forced himself to suppress the many doubts in his mind about the Blood Cross.

The divine eyes lit up again, and their gaze was as sharp as a torch, scanning the surroundings.

He knew in his heart that it was too naive to expect an ordinary golden coffin to seal off supernatural events of the Seven Elders' level.

Old man Gunter von Tecken was also very unlucky.

It originally took him decades to perfect the haunted place. He cleverly used countless mental patients to create a huge and complex dream world, thereby trapping many evil spirits, including the extremely troublesome one in his body.

According to his plan, he only needs to wait for the number of years to come, and after his death, the mysterious place will be completely formed and become a controllable cage for evil spirits.

But they didn't expect that Zhuang Boshi and other outsiders would rashly intrude and directly break the original delicate balance of this mysterious place.

However, the old man probably didn't care, since he was already dead anyway.

But this old man never revealed the power of the evil spirit in his body until his death, which is really puzzling.

"Zhang Xuan, you can come out now." Zhuang Boshi shouted into the darkness.

Emperor Zhang Xuan, the grandson of the emperor, slowly walked out from the shadows. Seeing the withered corpse of von Treinen on the ground, a complex emotion flashed across his face.

If it weren't for the dean's interference, with his strength, he would never have been trapped here for so long, and he almost lost himself because of these strange rules.

But he didn't expect that this old man was actually an old acquaintance and friend of his grandfather, and they had a good relationship.

If I had known this earlier, I would have reported my grandfather's name when entering the hospital, and maybe I would have suffered less.

Zhang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "He confessed everything, but he didn't mention anything about his evil spirit."

"There's no need for him to hide it anymore." Zhuang Boshi took over the conversation.

"Unless, he can't reveal the abilities of his evil spirit."

The two looked at each other, and both felt that there was something strange about this matter.

The darkness all around was like a huge devouring mouth. It became increasingly quiet and creepy.

At this moment, it seemed that there were only three of them in the hospital. The depressing atmosphere was like a thick haze, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

Zhuang Boshi frowned and fell into deep thought.

Von Traien is very likely to be able to control multiple terrifying evil spirits.

One is a ghost that is good at creating dreams, like nightmares and ghost dreams.

There is another one, which should be the mysterious evil spirit that makes him keep his mouth shut and unable to tell others information.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

Suddenly, a heavy and rapid sound of footsteps came from the depths of darkness, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart.

It seemed as if there was something terrifying in the darkness, approaching them rapidly.

"Here it comes." Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath.

"Yingkong, Zhang Xun."

Zhuang Boshi turned his head while shouting in a low voice.

However, behind him there was only a cold wall and no one.

But the footsteps were getting closer.

Like a death warrant, it is already within reach.

(End of this chapter)