Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

obviously.

That so-called fragment of divinity was nothing but a complete trap.

The Night Worm has cast a curse upon it that can reverse and devour the rules.

Anything that touches its taboos will instantly become nourishment for the fragments of divinity, restoring its completeness.

And all of this, Charlange clearly already knew.

His previous actions, whether it was deliberately exposing the existence of the divine fragments, the seemingly fierce battle, or even the embarrassing moment when he was "knocked away"...

It was all a deliberately staged performance!

His goal was to lure Lin Chuan into making a move.

"Heh... What a magnificent spectacle, what a stirring chapter!"

far away.

Xia Lange slowly stood up from the ground.

He dusted off non-existent dust, straightened the wrinkles in his tuxedo, and wore an elegant and composed smile.

He viewed the coughing clone's current predicament with a hint of appreciation, as if watching a magnificent opera.

"I must admit, Your Excellency is very vigilant."

"But... on this stage woven by fate, even the most learned sages must dance according to the script."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up the large brass alarm clock that had been ticking all along.

Then, she gracefully performed a standard hat-removal salute towards the trapped Lin Chuan clone.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for offering such a sumptuous feast of rules for this thirsty fragment of divinity."

"On behalf of the great [Chess and Card Game Dominator], I commend Your Excellency's generosity."

Inside the Temple of Rebirth, facing Sharang's mockery and the rule-based suppression of the Night Creepers.

Lin Chuan remained completely unmoved.

More than anything, it was a sense of sudden realization.

"I see……"

"Is this the taboo of possessing 'supreme wisdom'...?"

all the time.

The opponents Lin Chuan encountered, whether bizarre or taboo, mostly acted based on instinct or simple rules.

Even those so-called "intelligent" taboos we encountered before were at most just slightly smarter beasts.

But this time.

Charlange taught him a lesson.

This kind of wisdom is ancient, extreme, full of calculation and malice, and completely beyond the scope of human understanding.

Although Shaglan was in human form, the feeling he gave Lin Chuan was more like an indescribable terror!

This terror does not stem from the power of his rules, but from his control over some kind of... incomprehensible, twisted wisdom.

With this in mind, Lin Chuan's thoughts stirred slightly, and the power of the rules he controlled began to operate in an even more violent way.

at the same time.

In the town square.

Xia Lange seemed to have sensed something.

His smile faded slightly, and his eyes became serious.

"Oh? Still not giving up?"

"In that case, let me add another song to the play...!"

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!!!

An even more terrifying and bizarre fluctuation of rules erupted from Xia Lange's body!

That was no longer the aura of an S-rank, seventh-tier individual.

Rather... it's infinitely close to SS-level ninth rank!

He

slam-la-

Countless golden cards, like blades flying everywhere, spun wildly around his body.

Followed by.

He suddenly pulled out an extremely special card from his pocket.

The card was entirely black, with only a bizarre image of a clown in the center, grinning wildly with a gaping maw.

"Come forth, my great Lord!!"

"In the name of destiny, with this place as the chessboard and all living beings as the pieces..."

Sharang held up the card, his voice becoming fanatical and manic.

He is summoning... the will of the [Chess Master] to descend!

at the same time.

He began to recite an obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient language.

"Nia...Cthugha...Fhtagn..."

Each syllable seemed to carry a power that could distort reality and isolate dimensions.

He wanted to take this opportunity to completely sever the connection between Lin Chuan's main body and his clone!

Because... he was wary of the terrifying existence represented by the blood-red handprint on Lin Chuan's chest.

From the very beginning, he never intended to scheme against Lin Chuan's true form.

What he was plotting was only Lin Chuan's "coughing clone".

As the Shaglan incantation was chanted.

The sky above the town began to shake violently.

A huge, illusory chessboard slowly appeared in the sky, as if it were about to envelop the entire world.

And on that chessboard.

A pair of cold, indifferent, enormous eyes, as if looking down upon millions of ants, slowly opened.

That was the gaze of the [Chess and Card Game Dominator]!

creak... creak...

Sensing the terrifying aura descending upon it, the divine fragments that were devouring the 'Coughing Ghost Clone' suddenly trembled!

Under the influence of the rules of the 'Night Creeper', the fragments of divinity accelerated their devouring efforts, attempting to eliminate their prey before the will of the 'Chess Master' could fully descend.

Faced with the suppression and devouring power of an SS-level forbidden being, and the watchful gaze of a ruler...

At this moment, the coughing ghost clone, which was being held tightly and whose body had withered to the point of being half-withered, was being held down.

Suddenly... he raised his head.

Two jet-black flames suddenly ignited in its originally gray and lifeless eyes.

"Amitabha."

A low, resonant Buddhist chant escaped from its throat.

The Buddhist chant contains twisted and eerie elements, like a demonic sound formed from the wails of ten thousand ghosts deep in hell.

Om-! ! !

In an instant.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment in the entire town.

Followed by.

An indescribable black pillar of light, filled with chaos and destruction, shot into the sky from the center of the coughing ghost!

The beam of light pierced directly through the body of the Night Creeper, through the layers of rules that bound it, and even... crashed directly into the descending chessboard phantom in the sky!

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

That fragment of divinity, treasured by the Night Creepers and imbued with countless curses.

Surprisingly, under the impact of this terrifying force...

A crack has appeared!

"What?!"

While casting the spell, Sharang's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

What did he see?

Within that towering black pillar of light.

A phantom of an evil Buddha, larger and more terrifying than the Night Creeper, with black magma flowing from its body, is slowly solidifying!

Within the palm of that evil Buddha, ominous chants surged, a distorted and terrifying Buddhist kingdom stood in rows, and rotting, illusory figures of Arhats and Bodhisattvas sat solemnly...

Above the head of the illusory image of the evil Buddha, a blood-red character was faintly forming!

The blood-red characters had just condensed and taken shape when they began to wriggle, as if they were about to come alive, and started to frantically absorb all the rules around them.

Including... the power of that fragment of divinity!