Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 308 Ghost Church
Wang Liang took a step forward and instantly stood in front of the missionary, his eyes immediately drawn to the illustrations in the book in the missionary's hand.

A blurry church, and eerie figures nailed to crosses.

This is undoubtedly the reason why the missionary was not killed by Freddy.

Wang Liang frowned slightly, stretched out a hand with thin bones and a cold aura, and grabbed the book in the missionary's hand, wanting to snatch it directly.

But as soon as he touched it, a strange, cold aura emanated from the old book and seeped into his palm, causing patches of lividity to appear on the pale back of his hand.

But Wang Liang remained unfazed, grabbed the top edge of the book, and tried to pull it out of the missionary's hands.

But when Wang Liang touched the ghost book, the missionary's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened one eye, which was bloodshot, and he gripped the ghost book tightly in his hand.

His body was still trembling slightly, one eye remained closed, and in his dream, there was another version of himself being tormented by that terrifying ghost.

But the missionary did open his other eye at this moment, staring intently at Wang Liang, and his consciousness successfully returned to part of him.

"If you want to kill me, you'll have to pay the price!" the missionary roared menacingly.

"die!!"

The missionary's mouth gaped open, and a mournful cry, like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, emanated from deep within his throat.

The sound of curses spread outwards, and the surrounding mist and darkness receded at a visible speed.

The illusory image of the Slit-Mouthed Woman flashed past Wang Liang, but he remained standing still despite the attack.

But the old books in the missionaries' hands began to rot rapidly at this time, their pages turning wildly, withering and weathering away one by one.

As the pages rotted, the terrifying supernatural forces sealed within them were released.

This led to a series of terrifying figures appearing around the missionaries and Wang Liang.

A girl covered in blood, a child curled up in a ball, a tall, thin, pale male corpse, and a stiff, cold old man.
click!
The world seemed to be shattering in the missionary's eyes, his vision filled with twisted, dark cracks like worms, spreading throughout every part of the space.

The vengeful spirits he summoned were severed one by one by countless cracks, dismembered on the spot, including him.

The missionary's only open eye twitched slightly before shattering into several pieces with a soft pop.

His body was also splattered with large amounts of blood, and the cracks on his skin covered those eerie claw marks.

His entire body was scattered on the ground like broken building blocks, with only his bloodied head rolling a few times before being stepped on.

The ghost book that fell to the ground is now only left with its cover and a page of yellow paper, the one with the eerie church drawn on it.

The missionary at Wang Liang's feet moved his head and mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

The other eye, which had been tightly closed, was now open, with several bloody cracks on its surface, on the verge of shattering, but it was still straining to look upwards, glaring viciously at Wang Liang.

The missionary's consciousness had not yet dissipated; it seemed to have been miraculously preserved by some strange supernatural force.

The ghost book on the ground disappeared and appeared in Wang Liang's hand.

Even after leaving the missionary's hands, the book still exuded a chilling aura after Wang Liang came into contact with it, relentlessly eroding his body.

Let alone ordinary people, even most ghost tamers cannot keep up with this book.

The constant erosion is like being constantly attacked by a vengeful ghost, and within minutes the ghost will be stimulated to revive.

'Is this a side effect of indiscriminate attacks, or is it only targeting the missionary?' Wang Liang frowned, pondering.

The book in my hand has a white bone cross on its cover, which matches the church and missionaries well.

The missionary's code name probably came from this, especially after seeing the church drawn on the only remaining page, Wang Liang thought of a paranormal event he had seen on the Ghost Tamer Forum.

A Class C paranormal event in the United States, codenamed "The Ghost Church".

That matter is said to remain unresolved to this day, but the missionary must have had an inseparable connection with the ghost in that incident.

Even this biblical-like ghost book might be a supernatural puzzle piece stolen from that church. Wang Liang gripped the ghost book, trying to erode the ghostly presence of the Slit-Mouthed Woman within it, attempting to forcibly control the book through possession.

The chilling eeriness suppressed the ghostly aura emanating from the ghost book, causing it to erode back.

But the moment he invaded the ghost book, Wang Liang suddenly looked up, his eyes slightly unfocused.

A supernatural invasion occurred to him; at that moment, he vaguely saw a scorched area left by artillery fire.

On the scorched earth, an old church with peeling paint and covered in moss stood forlornly.

Although the church is old, unlike the surrounding ground, its surface has no trace of scorching.

A cross made of bones stood at the entrance, but unlike the one depicted in the Yellow Pages, it didn't have anyone tied to it, but there was a dried human-shaped bloodstain on it.

The church door was pushed open, and a blurry figure walked out of the church.

Wang Liang disdained the man's appearance, yet he could sense a faint sense of threat emanating from him, an indescribable eeriness and unease.

The blurry figure seemed to sense Wang Liang's gaze, stiffly took a step down the steps, and stepped out of the church.

bass.

The ear-piercing scraping sound of the iron claws made Wang Liang refocus his eyes. The connection was severed, and the vague image that had appeared before his eyes disappeared, as if it were an illusion.

"The Ghost Church."

Wang Liang looked thoughtful, glanced down at the missionary's head he was standing on, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Have you distinguished between stealing supernatural things and indulging in the ways of ghosts? But you don't need to think about this anymore."

Sadako's supernatural ability to alter memories invaded the missionary's mind, but instead of altering them, she brutally erased all of his memories.

On the only remaining yellow paper in the ghost book in Wang Liang's hand.

The missionary in the picture is still tied to the cross, his body covered in bloody wounds.

But the missionary's face suddenly became blurry, as if being wiped away, and finally became a faceless man.

In reality, beneath Wang Liang's feet, the missionary's only remaining eye fell into a daze, and when it recovered, it had become a pure numb emptiness.

A pool of ghost blood appeared on the ground. Wang Liang stomped on it, burying the head in the ghost blood.

As for the book in his hand, Wang Liang frowned as he looked at this strange book.

Yellowed, faded sheets of paper sprouted from the book again, but apart from one sheet recording the church, the rest were all blank, and Wang Liang could not use them.

His hands continued to be corroded, and no matter what he tried, he couldn't use them.

Wang Liang did not attempt to use supernatural methods to reverse the erosion of the past.

The book isn't the key; it's what connects to that haunted church.

The supernatural elements in this book actually all originate from that source. It can be said that this is not an ordinary supernatural item; it would be more accurate to call it a cursed object.

To use this book like a missionary would probably require a trip to that haunted church and being afflicted by some kind of curse.

"Boring."

Even the most powerful thing is useless if it can't be used. Wang Liang casually threw the book away and slowly sank into the ghost blood at his feet.

He looked at the silent, malevolent spirits scattered across the ground, their bodies riddled with cold cracks, and fixed his gaze on one of the missionary's dismembered remains, a smile playing on his lips.

"Finally got it."

[A suppressed vengeful spirit has been detected that can become a puzzle piece of 'Sadako' or 'Kujira-onna'. Please select one to fuse.]

(End of this chapter)