Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 26: The Revival of Ghost Blood!

"Where...where did you come from?"

Doctor Li Jiahao stared in disbelief at Yan Ming, who had suddenly appeared before him.

His sudden appearance as a human being once again overturned his understanding of the supernatural.

No, it's not human.

Li Jiahao discovered the ghost eye on Yan Ming's forehead. That pair of lively and evil ghost eyes was exactly the same as the one on the forehead of the corpse next to him, and it was definitely not something that a human could possess.

Just looking into the eyes of the demon makes one tremble uncontrollably, the heart sinks into an ice cave, and one is almost unable to move, as if one has seen the absolute predator of humans in the food chain.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Yan Ming glanced at Li Jiahao with his Ghost Eye. For some reason, he preferred using the Ghost Eye after his third eye grew.

Perhaps it's because he's been studying and playing on his phone for several years, and his own eyesight has deteriorated to nearsightedness, while this ghost's eyesight is excellent.

He reflected on the spatial displacement process he had just experienced and realized that this ability was not quite what he had originally thought.

This is not teleportation at will, but rather a movement with a single target.

The Slender Man moved him into the coffin, his target being his physical body. Now he appears at the door of the collection room, his target still being his physical body.

In other words, the Spying Ghost's teleportation ability is limited to its own use.

Rifts can traverse space, but only the Spying Ghost itself can do that.

Back in the office building, the Spying Ghost was actually just as elusive, always following him around, probably relying on this ability.

"You...you, are we looking for the key to the collection room now?" Li Jiahao calmed himself down before asking nervously, "I might know where Dr. Zhang keeps the key. The lock on the collection room is very heavy, and there's more than one key. He doesn't carry it with him."

Yan Ming shook his head: "We'll talk about it later."

He plans to test his new ability first, as understanding the underlying logic is crucial for mastering its use and for further research and development.

Yan Ming doesn't like the so-called "awakening and bursting of power during battle" because it often means that fate has favored him and that the person involved has limited abilities.

The battles between ghosts don't care about your friendships or family ties; life and death often come down to a difference in "information."

He now possesses the Nurse Ghost, has developed the Light Speed ​​Kick, and has mastered advanced uses of the Ghost Eye, but essentially he is no different from when night first fell.

It is extremely fragile, like walking on thin ice, and still leaves no room for error.

If he's not careful, he might be killed by the Resonance Ghost, a strange and eerie creature.

The Resonance Ghost won't give him a chance to show off his skills in turn; a simple Resonance Wave will make him jump off a building and commit suicide.

As Yan Ming looked at the iron door of the collection room, the virtual locations of the two ghost eyes appeared in his mind.

Rifts and ghost hands are necessary conditions for triggering the peeping ghost's spatial teleportation.

Since both his physical body and Li Jiahao are here, he can control his two ghost eyes to open inside the collection room and simultaneously release ghost hands.

Thus, an interesting scene unfolded from his perspective: two ghostly eyes with ghostly hands were located in the collection room, and the two were adjacent to each other.

At times like this, hold hands and apply a little more pressure...

The ghost hand pulled out another ghost hand from the rift, and Yan Ming immediately felt a change in perspective. His body felt as if it had "passed through" the rift, and he was pulled out of the rift very smoothly, appearing in the collection room.

Ok?
Yan Ming relived the feeling he had just experienced and realized that there was a pushing force the moment he passed through the rift, a gentle pushing force that actually caused his body to accelerate slightly.

Does it move smoothly with a small displacement as it leaves the crack?

It's probably because some kinetic energy is accumulated during the shuttle, and it's automatically released after the shuttle is completed.

Yan Ming seemed to be thinking, then looked at the ghost hand attached to the other ghost eye and tried to pull it as well.

In an instant, the survivor's corpse emerged from the rift in the Ghost Eye and slammed into Yan Ming with a force that knocked him over.

The ghost-eyed corpse turned over and then reached out to pull Yan Ming's real body up.

"Hiss—" Yan Ming winced in pain. His guess was right; the Ghost Eye rift could pull out the Spying Ghost.

The survivor "Ghost Eye" is considered the first generation of the Glitter, while the current one is the second generation of the Glitter. Both originate from the same source, so they can both use rifts to travel.

However, the small displacement of kinetic energy after passing through the rift was really powerful and heavy, and it made him feel pain all over his body.

He and the male corpse have now entered the collection room, leaving Li Jiahao to guard the door outside.

With this trick, both he and the male corpse could come and go freely without worrying about the door.

The experiment was a success. Yan Ming looked back at the magical "ghost weapons" that Dr. Zhang had collected in the collection room. He planned to study these things further.

Upon entering the collection room, he discovered that the room was not very large, only about forty square meters. The glass jars containing the Oni Warriors were spaced at least one meter apart, so the collection was not very extensive.

There are only twelve items.

Moreover, upon entering, he discovered that the top lights of these "ghost warriors" were not the same.

There are blue, purple, and orange with a hint of gold.

Rare, Epic, and Golden Legendary?
Yan Ming blinked his glasses. This might be considered a kind of consensus. Dr. Zhang used this simple method to distinguish some of the ghost levels he believed to be.

The Shadow Scythe that Yan Ming had seen earlier was in the Golden Legend's queue, even in the very center.

Because it was in the center, it could be clearly seen through the gap in the curtains.

Yan Ming stood in front of the Shadow Scythe, the weapon before him a work of art.

"Is this something taken from some kind of demon?" He couldn't help but start to imagine what kind of evil spirit was born to wield such a demon weapon.

The shaft of the Shadow Scythe is nearly three meters high, and the huge blade is curved into a perfect arc. It is pure black and thin, like a flat paper, but it also has a hard and sharp feel to it.

He turned to look at the other ghost warriors. The remaining collectibles all had obvious biological traces, such as the pale and thin ghost's left arm, and a whole back with bulging muscles. The special back muscle lines converged to form a hideous ghost face with sharp teeth.

No, to be precise, it doesn't resemble a ghost, but rather the legendary Asura.

Looking around, Yan Ming could basically confirm that these things were still alive.

It is definitely not a collectible work of art, but a terrifying weapon that can actually kill.

Oni Warrior, compatible with Oni Tailor.

These things definitely cannot be left to Dr. Zhang.

Yan Ming made his choice almost without hesitation: he would move these things to a safe location, at least to prevent Dr. Zhang from getting his hands on them, otherwise the consequences would be severe.

The twelve types of Oni Warriors are likely the essence of twelve different Oni entities, essentially twelve unique Oni abilities.

The level of threat is self-evident.

But where can it be hidden?
Yan Ming looked around. This underground experimental area was a one-way passage, and there was nowhere to hide anything.

Wait a minute, I think I know why Slender Man released Forked Paths first.

It was intended to use the forked paths to disrupt the roads within the underground experimental area, turning it into a maze and preventing Dr. Zhang from quickly obtaining his ghost weapon.

Yan Ming suddenly realized that the more information he learned in the underground experimental area, the more he could appreciate the intelligence of Slender Man.

It is by no means an ordinary thing.

However, Slender Man still did not destroy the Huarong Road toy, which was a necessary tool for containing the Crossroads Ghost, essentially leaving Yan Ming in the coffin an escape route.

"It's true, I'm going to cry." Yan Ming thought to himself, wanting to try out the Shadow Scythe in the central container and see if it could be used as a weapon.

I definitely can't do it myself; I can only indirectly let the Ghost Eye corpse control the Shadow Scythe.

Since the survivors are already dead, Shadow Scythe is at most just a zombie coming back to life.

Moreover, Yan Ming probably won't come back to life. No matter how powerful Shadow Scythe is, it's just a product based on the rules of Wangcheng, while the survivor "Ghost Eye" has a directly replicated map rule.

The relative strengths and weaknesses, and their priorities, are very clear.

Yan Ming's ability to obtain the survivor Ghost Eye's corpse by relying on the "pretending to be a ghost" map rule can only be described as pure luck.

Fortunately, he was targeted by a spy in real life, otherwise he wouldn't have had this "adventure".

Looking at the golden container in front of them, Yan Ming and the Ghost Eye Corpse stepped onto the table and worked together to pry open the lid of the container from above.

The ghost-eyed corpse reached into the container and gripped the scythe handle tightly.

In just a moment, Yan Ming felt a chilling aura spread from the scythe to his arm.

Countless black lines appeared on the scythe handle, piercing straight into the arm of the ghost-eyed corpse, forcing the veins on the forearm to bulge and constantly emitting a corrosive "hissing" sound.

The pain was excruciating and traveled directly to Yan Ming's body. He immediately let go, allowing the Shadow Scythe to return to the liquid and then sink to the bottom of the container.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the bottom of the container as easily as cutting through a piece of hot butter, disappearing into the ground without any resistance.

Fortunately, the handle wasn't that sharp and remained on the ground; otherwise, the sickle would probably have sunk into the Earth's core.

"Don't touch it." Yan Ming frowned; at least with his body, he couldn't touch the Shadow Scythe.

Neither the body of a living person nor the body of a survivor that is dead should be touched.

Yan Ming examined the survivor's body. The handle where he had just touched the knife had been corroded, and his forearm was black and pitted.

This constitutes permanent damage.

Just like some strong acids, they are often particularly effective against the organic matter of living organisms.

Could Dr. Zhang use the hands of a master tailor to sew a sickle onto his own body?

His ghost hand was actually quite useful.

Wait a minute, the ghost hand?

I also have ghost hands.

With a thought, Yan Ming's unique ghost eyes opened on the table leg, followed by a pair of ghost hands.

Ghost Hand tried to grab the hilt of Shadow Scythe, and this time, as expected, there was no corrosive reaction.

However, for Ghost Hand, this Shadow Scythe was quite heavy, and he could only barely lift it by using both hands.

The moment the Shadow Scythe was pulled from the ground, it actually tried to control the Ghost Hand in reverse, actively making a horizontal semi-circular slash, aiming to kill the Ghost Eye corpse.

Startled, Yan Ming quickly lay down, still feeling quite frightened.

"A lock, right?"

However, after the Shadow Scythe was fully raised, Ghost Hand felt much more relaxed, as if he had completed the initial mastery.

Then, a large number of black threads emerged from the handle of the Shadow Scythe and disappeared into the demon's hand, as if to replace the blood vessels in the demon's hand.

A large amount of black liquid gushed out from the scythe, manifesting as a pure black and translucent arm armor with the ghost hand as its core.

With its sharp edges and blades, the Ghost Hand appears extremely majestic and imposing.

Yan Ming looked at the ghost eye and the ghost hands gripping the shadow scythe on either side of it, and was shocked by this unusual combination.

This thing undoubtedly greatly extends the attack range of the Spying Ghost and increases its attack power to an exceptionally terrifying level.

If the spy ghost in the office building outside had this thing, what would he be staring at? He wouldn't even have time to stop the ghost hand from killing people.

Now he can make the ghost eye appear beside him, along with the ghost hand, arm armor, and shadow scythe, instantly creating a sinister aura, as if summoning the true form of the deadly Black Impermanence.

nice one.

The number of ghosts attaching themselves to the Spying Ghost is increasing. First, it was the corpses of survivors, then the Nurse Ghost, and now it has an additional weapon.

Is there a tendency among ghosts to seek out and supplement each other's powers?
Yan Ming turned to look at the remaining collection. He had a feeling that controlling the Shadow Scythe was already the limit for the current Ghost of Gap. Any more and he would probably start to feel powerless.

If the ghosts on the Spying Ghost revives, that would be bad news.

These collectibles should be hidden at the evacuation point on the other side of the lab. With an automatic maze like the Fork in the Road, Dr. Zhang won't find them so easily.

Yan Ming walked to the iron door of the collection room, waved his ghost hand, and the shadow scythe sliced ​​the iron door off completely in a flash. With just a light touch, the iron door collapsed completely.

The cut was exceptionally smooth; the Shadow Scythe was truly the sharpest weapon Yan Ming had ever seen.

Even if its strange ability is only "sharp", it is still an incredibly powerful Oni Warrior.

"Help me carry this." Yan Ming called to Li Jiahao, and the three of them carried the large container out.

When passing by the Ghost Ward at the Crossroads, Yan Ming went in, assembled the Huarong Road components, and then continued moving.

Then came the coffin ghost's ward. Yan Ming happened to see the cat-faced old woman with her eyes open, so he called out, "Come and lend a hand."

The old woman was still figuring out how to assemble her lower body when she heard Yan Ming's voice. She paused for a moment, then quickly put the pieces together and stood up, wanting to help lift the container.

However, after taking two steps forward, she realized she was moving backward. So the old lady jumped lightly, grabbed the ceiling with one hand, and turned her lower body around with the other, thus returning to normal.

She didn't ask what had happened during that time, nor did she ask what was in the container. She just followed along and carried all 11 collectibles.

The whole process felt natural, like I'd run into a friend and gotten a small favor from them.

Only Li Jiahao trembled, his heart filled with fear of the cat-faced old woman.

Anyone would feel a chill run down their spine if a corpse that had been cut in half at the waist stood up right in front of them.

Reaching the fork in the road, Yan Ming took out the Huarong Road puzzle and tried to use his Ghost Hand to grab one of the three paths. Sure enough, there was something there that felt strange to the touch.

They pulled the other person through the gap in Huarong Road and shoved them through, and the fork in the road in front of them returned to normal.

"What is this...?" The old woman looked surprised. She had only slept for a short while, and Yan Ming's ghost-catching skills had become so strong?

Coupled with the massive scythe behind him, he exudes an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"Let's move them first." Yan Ming himself didn't expect that dealing with the ghosts would be so easy with the containment equipment.

No wonder Slender Man wanted to kill everyone who knew; as long as his natural enemy exists, he will never have a moment's peace.

Just then, Yan Ming and the old woman almost simultaneously sensed the presence of a new ghost in the hospital.

It was incredibly surging, incredibly mottled and chaotic, yet it seemed to be a single entity.

"That thing has emerged from the direction of the pool of blood!"

The old woman exclaimed in surprise, let out a meow, and began to pant in response.

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