Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Summoning the gods.

As the most advanced magic in the supernatural universe, even a genius like the Taoist priest, who could conjure heavenly lightning with his bare hands during the era of the destruction of magic, only barely mastered it after a year.

The reason it is so difficult to learn is that the incantations, hand gestures, ritual implements and offerings required by each god are different, and even the invocation of the same god is different.

Take Chen Feng's request for Guan Yu as an example; there were at least three ways to request him.

According to the Dao Fa Hui Yuan (Collection of Daoist Teachings), Volume 260, those who invite deities should use water and fire as a formation, with the left hand holding the Ziwei Seal and the right hand casting a thunder formation, while standing with their hands on their hips and shouting incantations.

"So it was Guan Yu, the God of War, who was invited. Is this kid going to start with 'The Northern Emperor commands, his might subdues the nine heavens'?"

"Should we still recite the 'Kun Shen Kun Shen, Huoji Tongling' incantation that Guan Yu used to slay the dragon?"

The Taoist priest was confident that no matter what method Chen Feng used to summon the gods, he could immediately tell what the incantation was and point out the grammatical errors.

However, Chen Feng immediately said, "Brother Yu, log in quickly, let's play this round."

Holy crap! This savage is a monster.

The Taoist priest shouted, "There is no such incantation!"

However, if you can't do something, don't blame the road for being uneven.

Just a second later, Chen Feng began shaking his head, his blood rushing to his head, his entire face turning a deep red, and even his clothes began to shine, as if they were coated with a layer of gold.

Does this work too?

The Taoist priest's eyes widened, bigger than an ox's: "Are you kidding me?"

Do you even know what "connections" means?

Chen Feng thought to himself that he and Brother Yu had once worked together to restore the Han Dynasty. Because of that relationship, even if he shouted "Gu Gu Ga Ga," Brother Yu would still come.

at the same time.

The doctor and the man in the suit were also busy.

Although paper and pen were unavailable for the time being, the doctor had other options.

The spiritual pressure from the summoned deity shattered many pieces of glass. The doctor picked up a piece, extended his index finger, and slashed it sharply across his fingertip. Then, with a forceful flick of his arm, he splattered the blood onto the paper figure that looked exactly like himself.

If you make the paper figure look different from yourself, you might be able to break free from the bond of life.

That was the doctor's plan, but blood splattered on the paper figure, and he himself also developed bloodstains.

"It seems that whatever you do to the paper doll will have a negative impact on yourself."

"What if it means disfiguring yourself?"

Without hesitation, the doctor scratched his face, but the next second, the paper doll he was attached to also had a scratch on its face.

Or not.

The doctor pressed a shard of glass against his throat and said fiercely, "If I die, will the paper figure die too?"

"Don't act impulsively!"

The man in the suit carved tree-like symbols on the ground, using old seals as a barrier to seal off their respective paper figures, "so they can't attack us."

The doctor warned, "What if they attack themselves?"

"Don't worry, this is a seal; they can't touch it."

As the man in the suit was speaking, suddenly there was a snap, his neck twisted, and his head fell to the ground.

The joker remained motionless and silent.

It turned out that the other paper figures had twisted their paper figures.

You can play it like this?

The doctor had never encountered such a formidable enemy before: "The other side wants to kill you, and not only can you not resist, you have to protect it. Isn't that just too unfair?!"

What's even more terrifying is that, originally, they were within the protection zone of the old seal, and the paper figures couldn't get close to them for a while.

But as the man in the suit died, his body gradually turned white, his bones turned into reeds, his flesh into wood, his blood into bamboo, his skin into painted designs, and finally, with the finishing touch of the eyes, he became a new paper figure.

"It's over."

The paper figure in the suit was about to tear everyone apart.

And just then...

Suddenly, a Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared out of thin air in Chen Feng's hand. He then opened his eyes, his phoenix eyes flashing like knives, and coldly said:

"I, Guan, am here! You will all die!"

In an instant, all the paper figures in the village became motionless, like items being put up for auction.

Chen Feng, wielding a large sword, strode forward. Any paper figures that blocked his way, unless they resembled him, were cleaved in two and shattered into pieces.

My turn.

It's my turn again.

Hey hey hey, it's my turn again.

Chen Feng chopped melons and vegetables, sweeping away the paper figures with a single click.

The Time-Space System truly lives up to its reputation as the king of crushing noobs.

Faced with these paper figures weaker than himself, Chen Feng could use a time stop to freeze these monsters until the universe was destroyed.

As for the paper figure that couldn't be ordered.

It's obvious that they're hiding inside, preparing to ambush me and become my scapegoats.

Chen Feng first pretended to be innocent and then suddenly slashed out with his sword, splitting the substitute ghost in two!

"Are you kidding me?"

What puzzled the substitute even more than being discovered was how it could be so easily broken by such a weak attack, given its single-target strength.

However, this is Guan Yu.

Chen Feng thought to himself, "In the mythical Three Kingdoms, you called me a maggot who couldn't even burst a kingdom, and I didn't find fault with that. But in the supernatural universe, what should you call me?"

Thinking of this, Chen Feng turned back and asked the elder, "Tell me my name!"

The Taoist priest, still puzzled, said, "The Great Emperor Who Subdues Demons of the Three Realms, whose divine might extends far and wide, is the Heavenly Venerable Guan Sheng Di Jun!"

"You fucking got it right!"

Chen Feng slashed out with his sword again.

As long as you have even the slightest connection to ghosts, demons, monsters, or other supernatural beings, and haven't broken through the multi-dimensional level or exceeded the judgment limit of the mythological Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu will kill you instantly!

Brush brush.

With three slashes, the substitute ghost spat out three paper figures torn in half.

it is as expected.

Seeing this, Chen Feng understood perfectly: "The substitute can use paper figures to transfer damage. As long as there are enough paper figures, the victim will not die."

Considering that each student at the Underworld Academy is the boss of a single universe, this guy must have at least a large number of paper dolls, which is 10 to the power of 72.

If his apprentice Sika were around, with his disruptive abilities, he could consider a direct confrontation.

Now, the only option is to outsmart him and find a way to survive.

Chen Feng sheathed his sword and began to ponder.

Seeing that Chen Feng had stopped attacking, the substitute ghost sneered, "Do you understand now? Among all the ghosts, I may not be the strongest, but I am definitely the most difficult to kill."

Oh? Really?

Chen Feng took a second to finish thinking: "I already know what your weakness is."

Are you kidding me?

Upon hearing this, the scapegoat was so frightened that it immediately covered its face, then realized, "You're bluffing me?"

I don't need to use my wits to deal with you.

Chen Feng pointed at the eyes of the substitute ghost, about to reveal the answer, when he heard the doctor burst into laughter.

"Eyes, it really is eyes! Hahahaha!"

Just now.

The doctor suddenly remembered what the Taoist priest had said: the biggest taboo for paper craftsmen is not to draw eyes on paper figures, because paper figures are inherently lifeless, and drawing eyes on them will imbue them with spirits, attracting unclean things to possess them.

But the paper figures here all have eyes drawn on them, making them seem alive.

Especially the man in the suit, after he turned into a paper figure, he only started to move after his eyes were dotted.

If drawing eyes can give it life, then removing the eyes will make it revert to an inanimate object?

Thinking of this, the doctor walked up to a paper figure that was frozen in place and tore off the paint from its eyes.

Then the paper figure deflated, its colors faded, and it lost its vitality.

That seems to be right.

The doctor walked up to his paper figure without hesitation and tore off the paint from the eyes again.

So ruthless?

The Taoist priest had actually thought of this as well, but he dared not gamble, because if he guessed wrong, his eyes would be ruined.

In this supernatural world filled with ghosts and monsters, being blind or dead makes little difference.

But the doctor dared to gamble.

The doctor has not demonstrated any supernatural abilities since they met, yet he is qualified to participate in the final mission.

The Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh, "He won nine rounds of the life-or-death game purely through intelligence? I'm no match for him!"

At this moment, the doctor looked around:

"You can still see it."

"The binding has been canceled, it really was the eyes! Hahahaha."

The doctor smiled, and then a number appeared above his head.

Warning issued once.

The doctor stopped chuckling.

The Taoist priest whispered in the doctor's ear, "Have you noticed that this one was made by the guy with the big mouth?"

"He, and that black guy, even though the paper figures were all torn to pieces, they just didn't move; they weren't dead."

"They have rules for killing, yet they don't die. I feel like they might be a monster."

The doctor said casually, "You just realized that? The big-mouthed guy's killing rule is to laugh three times, and the black guy's rule is not to be touched three times. Also, the black guy resisted going to high places the whole way. I suspect that his survival path is related to altitude."

The Taoist priest was stunned: "What do you mean? You already knew, why didn't you say so?"

The doctor shrugged: "So what if I know? What benefit would I get from exposing them?"

One ghost almost wiped them all out, and you're going to provoke three more? Don't you want to go home for dinner?

The Taoist priest gave a thumbs-up: "That makes sense!"

the other side.

"If your eyes are damaged, the paper effigy can't pay for your life!"

Under normal circumstances.

Chen Feng never wastes words; he goes straight for the big shots.

However, Guan Yu's blessing has a "severance of righteousness" effect, which means that after slashing the opponent three times, you must let them go and wait until the next time you meet to kill them.

So Chen Feng had no choice but to speak while turning his head, then turning it back again: "We meet again, go to hell!"

Chen Feng brandished his broadsword and slashed at the eyes of the substitute ghost.

Despite knowing that his eyes were his weakness, the scapegoat did not dodge or evade, allowing Chen Feng to attack him.

A sharp cut.

It feels wrong, it's too light!

Upon closer inspection, Chen Feng realized that the substitute ghost's head was actually fake.

How could this happen?

Wait a minute, why did the other person's body change color?

Chen Feng saw the substitute's body suddenly change from white to flesh color and instantly understood what was going on: "This guy has eaten his classmates, so he definitely has more than one Death Godhead. He just changed the rules of killing."

"Let me introduce you. This is the first junior I ate, the Headless Ghost." The substitute ghost had to admit that even if he cheated, switching to the Headless Ghost's skills would only mean that it was only a matter of time before the other party discovered his way out.

"You're very smart. If we were on the same level, I would never be your match." The scapegoat grabbed Chen Feng. "It's just a pity that you're too low-level. I can easily crush you with my strength."

With a click.

Chen Feng's neck was snapped.

At this moment, in some supernatural universe.

There is a planet made of paper.

On streets paved with white paper, paper figures of men and women in red and green ride paper horses and sit in paper sedan chairs, coming and going.

The surrounding buildings were also paper houses and paper buildings, and in the distance, there were mountains of gold and silver made of gold and silver foil paper.

Even the sky is made of paper stars, a paper moon, and a paper sun.

This is the universe of the substitute ghost.

In the center of the paper star, there is a coffin, inside which lies a paper figure.

This is the true form of the substitute ghost. It's not even in the kitchen. It usually only uses paper clones to move around, which is why it dares to boast that it's the most difficult ghost to kill in the entire school.

However, just as it was happily manipulating its clones, preparing to devour a few more death gods...

Suddenly, someone shouted angrily outside the coffin:

Do you still recognize me?

Who?

The substitute ghost was shocked, then its body trembled, and blood flowed from its seven orifices despite it being a paper figure!

[Martial Soul Protection: When Guan Yu dies, he can ignore any defense below the multi-level and take away an unfaithful person.]

"Give me your life!"

Guan Yu shouted, and the substitute ghost was instantly refined into a death godhead.