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Chapter 385 Entering the Manor (33)

Just as the four kings were discussing.

On the hillside outside the manor.

Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha stood on an oak tree and looked out.

His eyes moved, ignoring the obstruction of the darkness, and he saw a manor located in the distance.

The manor was very strange. Many of the views inside the manor were distorted, and there was no light at all.

A variety of crops are grown on the large tracts of land near the estate, including corn, grapes, and tomatoes.
But these crops grew in a very strange way, as if they had been affected by some supernatural force and had become deformed.

For example, the corn stalks are yellow and dry, like a skinny arm standing in the soil; the leaves of the grape vines are withered, and the old vines look like a shriveled and twisted corpse.

The tomatoes were growing vigorously, but the fruits were rotting and there was a stench of corpses all around.

Among the crops stood a number of terrifying scarecrows. These scarecrows were dressed in human clothes and straw hats, and were tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame, swaying slightly in the wind.

There were a lot of scarecrows, at least a hundred of them on the land surrounding the manor.

Although it has not yet fully formed into a haunted place, it has already begun to take shape. If the owner of the manor continues to cultivate it, in a dozen years this place will be a haunted place comparable to an S-level ghost.

"How is it inside?" Zheng Zha asked excitedly, rubbing his hands.

"It's quite lively, with quite a lot of people coming." Zhuang Boshi rubbed his chin.

There are at least thirty ghost riders still active in the manor.

In order to prevent any evil spirits from invading their consciousness through the mental connection, the two went alone and even placed Zhan Lan and the others in the golden safe house.

"Then let's take action?" Zheng Zha drew out his long sword, his momentum soaring.

"No, you're too clumsy." Zhuang Boshi patted Zheng Zha's shoulder.

"I'll attack first, and you raid the formation."

Zheng Zha shouted in dissatisfaction: "You again!"

Zhuang Boshi rolled his eyes at him and said, "You rough fellow, being controlled by a ghost domain or some other power, you have no means of counterattack."

"I have to go in and get you. If someone uses the ghost realm to escape, you won't be able to catch up."

"We should quickly develop a controllable prehistoric force, otherwise if we keep throwing knives around, we'll only be able to fight Godzilla."

Last time, the king cowboy insisted on dragging Zheng Zha into the ghost realm to compete with him. He was unable to react in time and was beaten into a meat patty by Zheng Zha's punch.

If he uses the ghost realm to escape or hide himself, Zheng Zha, who has no spatial ability, can only grope around blindly.

Zheng Zha’s current methods of dealing with evil spirits are too simple. It’s okay when he meets a ghost rider who doesn’t have a ghost domain, but when he reaches the level of a king, the ghost domain is basically standard.

"Watch the rear, surround the point and attack the reinforcements."

Zhuang Boshi said this and immediately disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he was outside the manor gate.

These scarecrows are placed near the manor, mostly as a form of supernatural protection for the manor, to prevent other ghost hunters from breaking in.

The rusty manor gate looked dilapidated and crumbling.

But the few pale letters on it spelled out the name of the manor.

Horror Manor.

There is a local rumor that no one can get out of the horror manor.

This manor has become a taboo and no one is willing to set foot here.

I don't even dare to drive past it and have to take a detour to avoid it.

The owner of the Horror Manor is also a very scary ghost rider himself, and he absorbed many desperate ghost riders at the beginning of the manor's establishment.

Those ghost riders who join the Horror Manor are locally called Gardeners.

There was a time when the owner of the manor took a group of gardeners to various countries to hunt other ghost riders without restraint, and brought them back to the manor to grow fruits, vegetables or scarecrows.

The purpose is to obtain the supernatural powers of the ghost rider to enhance the horror of the horror manor, so most of the manor owner's abilities are in this manor.

This was originally a very ordinary real manor, but the owner of the manor kept hunting and capturing ghosts to fill the place, thus transforming it into a semi-ghostly place.

Therefore, the manor has not yet formed a complete closed ghost area.

It can be regarded as a prototype of a semi-open ghost domain.

However, the owner of the manor is the founder of the manor, and his control over this mysterious place is incomparable.

Here, he controls countless gardeners and occupies the home field advantage. It even requires Yang Jian and He Yuelian, who masters ghost paintings, to join forces to win quickly.

Fighting here, his level of terror would increase several times.

Especially the hunting trip a year and a half ago, when the owner of the manor killed the strongest man of the "Mafia", "Cardinal", in Italy, he became completely famous and even had the title of the No. 1 ghost rider in North America.

Ye Zhen, Asia's number one ghost rider, is just a descendant who imitated his name.

After the establishment of the King's Organization, the captain landed in America, and the plantation owner naturally joined it. Because of his powerful strength and influence, he became a "king" of the King's Organization.

His status is even higher than that of the missionaries in charge in North America.

Of course, the owner of the manor is still the king who made Xiao Yang lose face compared to Zhang Xuan’s brilliant performance before his death.

Xiao Yang, despite his top-notch supernatural powers, failed to defeat the manor owner in a one-on-one fight. The ghost eyes, wishing ghosts, coffin nails, hatchets and will-o'-the-wisp were all defeated in the fight.

He was almost labeled as "good at civil wars but not good at foreign wars".

The owner of the manor possesses supernatural powers similar to those of a ghost herder, and is surrounded by dozens or even hundreds of extremely terrifying ghosts.

There are also very few exceptions who can maintain consciousness and revive after the coffin nails are pulled out.

He is arguably one of the best ghost riders in the King's organization, second only to the Captain.

Zhuang Boshi walked into this terrifying manor with a golden spear in his hand.

As soon as he entered the manor, he immediately felt as if he had walked into a dangerous and mysterious place.

Everything around changed strangely, and the original farm seemed to have expanded infinitely.

There was no end in sight. A few scattered street lights were spread across the land, illuminating the scarecrows nailed to the crosses, making them look hideous and terrifying.

"The owner of the manor has such vulgar tastes. In order to prevent the invasion of the enemy, he deliberately lets evil spirits wander around the manor." Zhuang Boshi's eyes turned slightly.

He turned and looked at the nearest scarecrow.

The scarecrow had its head down, but at this moment it suddenly made a creaking sound, twisted its neck, and looked towards where Zhuang Boshi was.

As the scarecrow looked up, its straw face was covered with human skin peeled off from a dead person, with a name marked on it very "thoughtfully".

He saw all kinds of people on the scarecrow's face, including women, old people, Asians, and blacks.

Here, each scarecrow has a name marked on it.

Of course, black people are the most numerous.

Many black people were made to look like serfs who had to bend over and work.

Zhuang Boshi could even imagine the owner of the manor sipping red wine and admiring his own "masterpiece" in the manor.

Maybe he could even tell the gardener about how he slaughtered those humans or ghost riders.

Bad taste!
He is indeed a ghost rider with the politically incorrect code name of Manor Lord.

Zhuang Boshi shook his head.

Fear comes from the unknown and the lack of solutions.

He might still have some fear of the Chaos God, but ordinary horror scenes no longer disgusted him.

After all, the threshold had already been raised considerably by the Chaos God. At this moment, as they continued to advance, the scarecrow activity within the manor became increasingly intense.

Before, the scarecrow just raised its head and stared at Zhuang Boshi, but this moment, the scarecrow actually struggled and jumped down from the cross one by one.

Some scarecrows let out shrill screams, while others came towards him rapidly with sickles, axes, baseball bats and other weapons coming from nowhere.

next moment.

With a glance of the divine eyes, the dark manor seemed to be on fire at this moment, and the terrible sacred flame instantly burned.

All the scarecrows nearby were set on fire at this moment, with bright white flames coming out of their bodies. These flames could not be easily extinguished or escaped.

After all, scarecrows are not real evil spirits, but just some ghost slaves who are infected and controlled by the supernatural.

The flames swept across, and the scarecrows screamed in pain as if they were living people, and then were burned to ashes in the divine fire.

Moreover, the remaining divine fire continued to burn, spreading infinitely in all directions, and the range became larger and larger.

From a distance, it looked like the entire horror manor was on fire.

The divine fire burned unscrupulously, and such a big noise could not fail to attract the attention of the Horror Manor.

Compared with the Samadhi True Fire, although Zhuang Boshi's divine fire cannot burn evil spirits to death, its advantage is that it is large in quantity and does not consume much energy no matter how it burns.

Under Zhuang Boshi's divine eyes, there was a person standing at every window of the manor castle.

These people were motionless, with strange expressions on their faces, all staring at him intently.

With a quick glance, there were at least twenty figures at the windows of the manor castle.

These people should be the gardeners and ghost riders under the manor owner.

Playing dead?

Or do you want me to step into that castle?
Zhuang Boshi's face was slightly cold.

His divine eyes lit up, and in an instant, he marked all the dozens of gardeners who were looking at him.

"Gardeners, die!"

A curse filled with overwhelming resentment fell invisibly upon the gardeners.

The gardener, who thought he was hiding in the castle and protected by the manor owner, suddenly felt a fear and resentment like a ghost coming from the void.

The ten weaker ghost riders who only controlled one or two ghosts died instantly with blood spurting from their facial features.

The remaining dozen or so stronger ones were cursed, breaking the spiritual balance. They all looked terrified and panicked.

Only two or three people were able to withstand this curse.

"It's a curse!" A ghost rider who looked like a butler was very frightened.

"You can actually curse us without even seeing us from across the ghost realm!" screamed another ghost driver with a yin-yang face.

"Back off!" The owner of the manor appeared beside them.

In an instant, a powerful suppressive force enveloped the few survivors.

The evil spirit's restlessness subsided, and the housekeeper and gardeners immediately retreated in sweat.

"he came."

The missionary, who looked like a corpse, clenched the strange book in his hands.

"It's so scary, a curse from across the ghost realm." The godfather in an oversized suit looked at the man outside the window with a gloomy face.

His intuition told him that the man could see them.

The gentleman on the side was holding an old walking stick and his face was full of worry.

After the missionary told them his experience, the gentleman was unwilling to believe it for a moment, and even thought that the missionary's memory had been tampered with.

But the enemy came, even just one person, and dared to attack the Horror Manor.

And with just one look, he killed almost all the gardeners.

"Use the coffin nails as soon as you meet him. Don't give him a chance to fight back!" The gentleman took out the coffin nails from a golden box and said solemnly.

"Action together, don't hesitate."

The manor owner had a cold expression on his face, his yellow teeth moving mechanically. "This is an opportunity."

"A chance to deal with the resurrected evil spirits in us!"

His voice became increasingly hoarse, with a hint of ferocity that frightened people.

But he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The surrounding walls suddenly started to burn, the flames seeped in, and the whole house began to burn.

"Your supernatural power was not blocked?" The gentleman's face was gloomy. He struck the fire with the stick in his hand, and the fire immediately circled around him.

"It's unstoppable," the manor owner said hoarsely, "This kind of flame requires no medium or carrier; it burns out of thin air."

"This is not an ordinary flame, this kind of spirit is very strange!" The Godfather's face changed.

Bright and holy, like the sun, it is completely different from these inhuman and ghostly beings.

But how could there be such power in this world?

"Don't fool yourself, this is not supernatural." The gentleman gritted his teeth.

The flames did not dissipate, but gathered more and more, forming a sea of ​​fire in a short time. There were crackling explosions all around. This haunted house filled with the supernatural was about to be burned to ashes.

"Let me give it a try." The owner of the manor walked out step by step on the flames with an expressionless face.

The flames that were thousands of degrees hot could not burn his feet.

And every step he took left a dark footprint on the ground. The footprint was very large and did not match his size at all.

It was as if another person was walking.

The flames were gradually extinguished by the footprints.

"It can still be solved with supernatural means." The Godfather breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the owner of the manor was able to solve the problem, which allowed him to regain some confidence in the evil spirit.

He suddenly regained his confidence: "Let me try him."

"Don't be careless."

The missionary warned: "What can kill evil spirits is another kind of golden-red flame."

"There is another kind of flame?" The Godfather's face was very stiff.

In his opinion, this white flame was terrifying enough.

Ordinary ghost riders would be burned to death if they were even slightly contaminated by it.

"Don't be careless." The manor owner also warned: "Without a certain level of spiritual power, you can't deal with this kind of fire."

"And Crowley is right. The nature of fire is not supernatural."

“That’s another kind of strength.”

"Magic, super powers, divine power."

"Whatever it is, we have truly seen a world beyond evil spirits."

"Ma**ck, there can't be gods!" He couldn't help but swear.

　Thank you for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)