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Chapter 374 King's Organization: Aliens are coming? ! !

As one of the oldest founders of the King's Organization.

Although their morals, qualities and values ​​are no different from those of ordinary evil spirits.

But missionaries can still be considered human beings for the time being.

Horror, confusion, bewilderment, all kinds of emotions surged in his barely beating heart.

what is this?
The missionary had never seen such a ghost rider.

The one with huge demon wings growing out of his back, his body covered in burning magma armor, and his skin was coated with a layer of golden scales.

He captured the evil spirit with one hand as if he was holding a piglet.

In one hand he held a long sword with an exaggerated and ferocious shape.

What an exaggerated shape, what an outrageous look.

The style of painting is totally inconsistent with myself!
Is this the ghost rider?
If you use the evil spirit's power in this way, aren't you worried about the evil spirit reviving?
Or is he also an outlier?
But why is there no spiritual aura on his body?

Aren't humans who have any contact with evil spirits become neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive?

The appearances of ghost riders are all kinds of strange, and only a few of them can barely maintain a human appearance. Most of them look like corpses dug out of coffins.

But this was the first time he had seen such a cool ghost rider.

"Aren't you a ghost rider from the East?" The missionary felt something was wrong and took a step back.

"Ghost Controller?"

Zheng Zha said indifferently: "What is that?"

The man dressed as a missionary who suddenly appeared in front of him exuded a cold aura and did not look like a good person.

Zheng Zha signaled Na'er to open the holy light barrier in the mental connection to protect the few fragile ones.

When the holy light barrier appeared, the missionary's eyes widened.

What is this?!

What kind of evil spirit is this? !

Why is it not cold and gloomy with any supernatural power, but instead as bright as the sun and as holy as an angel?

This made him think of the glory of God.

But as a missionary, he knew best that there was no God in this world!

Only ghosts.

The missionary became more and more hesitant, and he was extremely eager to know what kind of monster he was seeing.

But that giant demon man doesn't seem to be easy to deal with.

Or, run away?
"What are you hesitating about?"

At this moment, a sarcastic and vulgar laugh suddenly came from behind.

"Preacher, did you call us here just to admire this turkey?"

With rude laughter, a fat man wearing overalls and covered in blood appeared behind him.

He exuded a mixture of the stench of corpse and blood, and in his hand was a kitchen knife with a bent blade covered in bruises.

"Butcher." The missionary's expression darkened. "You're so late?"

The Butcher, the King of Mexico, was once an illegal immigrant. After coming to America, he brutally killed a family of four and chopped them up and ate them.

From the butcher's appearance, it can be seen that he is a cruel, crazy, unkempt murderer.

"Haha, are you that scared?" The butcher looked at Zheng Zha's outfit with great interest: "The cowboy just got here too."

Sure enough, a cowboy dressed like in a western movie appeared. He was wearing a cowboy hat, had an unshaven beard, and held an old double-barreled shotgun in his hand.

"Missionary, why don't you take action and let these guests from the East see the hospitality of Texas?"

The cowboy pulled up a creepy smile and shouted at Zheng Zha.

"Guys, you shouldn't be here. Our big plan hasn't even started yet."

The big plan he was talking about was naturally the Ark Plan that the King's Organization had been preparing for a long time.

Although it was their first meeting, the hostility was obvious.

Zheng Zha glanced coldly at the two people who walked out of the strange area.

And the Grim Reaper wrapped in a very ordinary golden body bag.

He was very sure that the target of these three people was this [God of Death].

Moreover, the aura they exude is very similar to that of the god of death, as if they are two sides of the same coin.

Death, terror, indifference, it does not look like a living creature, nor does it look like a creation based on the origin of chaos like evil gods and demons.

More like a group of soulless machines.

Zheng Zha swung his black and red long sword forward and threw the big-mouthed monster that was still biting him to the side. The lava-like armor continued to emit flames.

"Let me ask you again, who are you?" Zheng Zha said coldly.

At the same time, he informed his leader and Ming Yanwei through the mental link, ready to take action at any time.

Kill them from a distance!

The cowboys bowed their heads slightly, like sharpshooters about to face off in a western movie.

"I'm Simon from the King's Organization, codenamed [Cowboy]. I didn't want to clash with the Eastern Ghost Riders so soon."

"But since you have crossed the line, please die here."

A chilly air filled the air, and the temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Simon raised his head, and a faint green light flashed in his dark eyes, like a peeping evil spirit.

Simon will not give the opponent time to prepare. Among ghost riders, the one who takes the initiative will often win.

Almost instantly, a strange field enveloped the entire area. The lights in the camp flickered a few times and then all went out.

The surroundings were filled with a layer of cold haze, and in the haze, a pair of light green eyes were particularly eye-catching.

The missionary held the Bible in his hand and watched coldly.

The Cowboys are always the same, they like to take the initiative and don't like to passively defend.

Since the cowboy is willing to try, leave it to him.

The ghost den was locked, and the strange-looking ghost rider stood there without moving.

The cowboy sneered. This time, they sent out three kings to hunt the Grim Reaper.

And he was armed to the teeth with three supernatural props.

This is a configuration that is sufficient to resolve S-level supernatural events.

It can wipe out the supernatural forces in most countries today.

There is no relevant information about this group of unfamiliar ghost riders in front of me.

At most, they are some lucky ones who have just controlled powerful and evil ghosts and become ghost riders.

Some fools who know nothing use their power wantonly and think they are the chosen ones. They either indulge in worldly power or become superheroes.

Simon often encounters such brainless ghost riders, but these people are often the ghost riders who die the fastest.

The black cloth was tangled into a ball, like a bullet that had been stuffed into a hunting rifle.

Then, aim and shoot.

Peng! !

As Simon pulled the trigger, half of his body exploded almost at the same time.

The blood, bones and flesh splattered everywhere, making the missionary so horrified that his eyelids twitched and he quickly hid in his own ghost realm.

what?
Is it a sniper rifle?

But what kind of sniper rifle has such a fast speed and such strong power?

"What?" Another pair of green eyes lit up in the haze.

"How did you locate me in my ghost zone?" Simon's cold voice sounded.

But he was terrified inside.

There was no supernatural fluctuation in them at all, and that bullet did not have the slightest supernatural power.

It was simply pure destructive power, so fast that he almost couldn't react even though he had already covered the area with the ghost domain.

If he hadn't been cautious and used his clone to be at the front, he would probably have been shot to death by now.

"Zheng Zha, he was not killed, it was his clone." Zhan Lan's voice sounded.

"That haze and green smoke can interfere with my mental scans. I can't stand it right now. Sorry."

"fine."

Zheng Zha said something to comfort him, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

How come every world can restrain mental scanning now?

He turned around and frowned at the bullet that was blocked by the Dragon Slayer Sword.

The speed was too fast to be consistent with the mechanical quality of the weapon.

Even if it was ten times faster, a fourth-level Zheng Zha could still block it. However, a mass of pitch-black hair continued to crawl out of the bullet, and a black-skinned ghost with a distorted face crawled out of the bullet.

Hands stretched out from behind and grabbed Zheng Zha's body, trying to tear him apart, but they could not break through the flame armor on his surface.

Zheng Zha's face twitched. Those hands were cold and greasy, so disgusting.

A black light flashed, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword slashed, chopping the evil ghost and the dozen or so hands behind it to the ground.

But the evil ghost that was cut in half struggled to get up from the ground, and its flesh immediately stuck together and continued to crawl towards Zheng Zha.

Knife after knife.

But it can't be killed.

Even though this evil ghost was like an old man in Zheng Zha's eyes, liking to tickle him, it was still an immortal being.

There was no other way, Zheng Zha kicked the evil ghost at supersonic speed and sent it flying to a farther place, out of sight, out of mind.

"Simon, how are you? Do you need help?" The butcher walked to Simon and swung the butcher knife in his hand.

"Okay, I'll leave the front to you." Cowboy Simon's expression turned ferocious.

The sniper bullet just now crippled his evil ghost clone.

If the evil ghost was not immortal, he would have revived on the spot if he were in his real body.

Besides, there is no ghost rider who uses a sniper rifle.

No martial ethics at all!

Why does the opponent not look like a traditional ghost rider at all?

Simon felt something was wrong and glanced at the missionary hiding at the back.

Despicable old thing!
"Butcher, you take the lead and wipe out this group of people today." Simon sneered.

Another bullet was loaded into the shotgun.

"Hehe, no problem. Don't forget that the bodies of those women belong to me. It's been a while since I've eaten the meat of oriental women." The butcher laughed bloodthirstily, and the corrosive saliva from his huge mouth flowed onto the fat on his body.

Although his body shape is the same as that of Meat Mountain, this butcher is not good at frontal combat, regardless of his hobbies or fighting style. Instead, he is a sneak attack character.

"No problem, just kill them and do whatever you want!"

then.

A chilly aura emerged.

Simon started to fight.

The moment his green eyes met the giant's, two other figures appeared beside Simon.

This figure that appeared out of thin air was exactly the same as Simon, in appearance, body shape, and clothing. The only difference was that this man did not carry a shotgun behind him.

The figure that suddenly appeared also had a pair of green eyes.

Those eyes were fierce and evil, without any human emotions, and looked like a terrifying ghost.

Simon himself was also affected, and the emotion in his eyes that belonged to a living person was being replaced by a harshness.

This is Simon's ghost ability, a ghost clone like Liu San.

However, the clone will have the same supernatural strength as the original body.

Tatata!
The three "Simons" joined forces and moved closer to Zheng Zha.

The butcher on the side raised his knife and stared at Zheng Zha fiercely.

But the next second.

boom!
destroy!

It was like a giant beast from ancient times running over.

The two evil ghost bodies in front of Simon were directly hit and turned into bones and blood all over the sky.

The butcher was cut into pieces of snowflakes by the infinite sword energy.

In less than a second, Zheng Zha crossed a distance of hundreds of meters.

Before they could react, a huge shadow appeared in front of them.

As he exhaled a breath of burning air, all the evil spirits and laws were vulnerable in the face of absolute power.

Ghost riders are very powerful, but their rules do not allow them to automatically seek out enemies.

What! ! ! !

Simon was horrified. In just a moment, the evil ghost's clone was smashed to pieces.

His clone is a fierce ghost. Although it obeys his orders, it needs his flesh and blood for nourishment. Although the fierce ghost is immortal, its flesh and blood is not infinite.

The two clones were knocked away in an instant, and Simon's ghost resurgence level increased significantly. His arms were rotting and the flesh on his face was peeling off.

The whole person looked like a rotten corpse, extremely hideous and terrifying, and this process could not be reversed because the supernatural power was eroding him.

"Damn it!" Simon cursed.

He stepped back repeatedly, took out an old copper needle from his waist, and was about to stab himself in the neck.

This is a supernatural prop that can suppress the revival of evil spirits in a short period of time, but the cost is also very huge. However, he can't care about that.

But Simon's rotten hand was firmly grasped by a demon's claw, unable to move at all.

"What is this?" Zheng Zha asked curiously.

His movements were as slow as an old man. How could he allow this weird guy to buff him?

Without giving Simon any chance to resist, he snatched the injection from his hand.

Then, focus on this cowboy who is constantly rotting and deteriorating.

Swish!
A butcher knife with a bent blade came down, but Zheng Zha dodged it easily.

Zheng Zha turned around and saw that the fat man who was like a mountain of flesh just now had become much thinner, and evil spirits were coming out of his body.

The butcher didn't hesitate and immediately picked up the kitchen knife and chopped at Zheng Zha again.

At the same time, hideous and terrifying human heads appeared on his gray skin. These heads had different appearances and expressions, and they were not living people. They were actually terrifying ghosts.

But the speed was also too slow, and Zheng Zha grabbed his arm and flipped it slightly, and the kitchen knife flew out.

"You!" The butcher was horrified.

The butcher knife in his hand is a top-level supernatural weapon that can dismember evil spirits. It can be regarded as a copycat version of a hatchet. It can only chop and dismember evil spirits at close range and cannot trigger a medium to attack from a distance. However, its power is not inferior at all.

But no matter how strong the sword is, it is meaningless if it can't hit the target.

The fat on the butcher's body can hold a number of evil spirits, which are his core evil spirits, the ghouls. As long as the evil spirit has a physical form, it can eat it.

Of course, for every evil spirit eaten, at least a hundred people must be eaten.

By feeding them with human flesh, the revival of evil spirits can be suppressed.

It was because of his ability to wield a butcher knife and to contain dozens of evil spirits that he was able to be ranked among the kings.

But the butcher had not yet become a real alien. If the evil spirit in his body had not blocked the first wave of damage, he would have died in the previous attack.

But the man in front of him was like a superman from a comic book.

The ghost handlers' nerve reflexes and speed far surpass those of humans. After the butcher contained more than a dozen evil ghosts, his strength was enough to punch through a steel wall with his bare hands.

But he was suppressed by the terrifying demon man and couldn't move at all.

It’s like facing a mountain!
But that's it.

Zheng Zha breathed a sigh of relief. Although these ghost things had strange abilities, their speed and strength were not very impressive.

He twisted the butcher's arm with a flick of his hand, then grabbed the butcher's neck and pressed his head hard to the ground.

He pressed with great force and under precise control, and the ground didn't even dent, but part of the butcher's head sank in, and his neck was twisted and deformed.

At the same time, dense cracks appeared on his body, like a spider web, covering his entire body.

The expression of cruelty and rage had not yet completely disappeared before it turned into fear and despair.

The butcher who killed countless people behaved exactly like those he killed when his death came.

Although there are still many tricks and cards, they are the same as not having them if they cannot be used.

Zheng Zha didn't waste any words and punched the butcher's head directly into his chest.

When I looked back, the cowboy had disappeared.

The haze interfered with his vision and seemed to be moving away rapidly.

Can it teleport?

Zheng Zha clicked his tongue.

He stepped back and turned the air into liquid.

He himself approached the fleeing cowboy at ten times the speed of sound.

"surprise!"

Simon turned his head suddenly and saw a huge fist instantly enlarged in front of him.

The next moment, Simon's mind fell into eternal darkness.

(End of this chapter)