Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

At this moment, the man seemed to be experiencing unimaginable pain.

The broken wooden cross was piercing his back, slowly fusing with his spine.

With each deeper cut, dark red blood, swirling with regular patterns, gushed from the man's wound.

This blood contained the chaos of destruction, but it was held captive within the container by an invisible force.

The blood-red scythe transformed into a flowing streak of blood and pierced into his right arm.

Immediately afterwards, his entire arm began to rapidly transform, with muscles tearing and bones reorganizing, eventually turning into a grotesque, twisted arm that seemed to be made of countless mixtures of flesh and metal... a scythe arm!

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"The test subject's mental state is fluctuating violently, approaching a critical threshold!"

"Forbidden rules are eroding the test subjects' consciousness!!"

Inside the laboratory, red alarm lights flashed wildly, and the piercing alarm sounded unsettling.

"Hold on! You must hold on!"

The old professor stared intently at the frantically fluctuating data on the screen, his hands clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"You are the strongest Ghost Master in the Great Xin Dynasty, you can definitely do it!!"

As if in response to his expectations.

The man inside the container suddenly opened his eyes.

However, the clarity in his eyes had been replaced by a blood-red hue, but deep within that blood-red depths, a trace of indomitable will remained.

"roar!!!"

He let out a beastly roar, his muscles tensing to the extreme.

Relying on his own willpower, the man withstood the terrifying corrosive effects of the two forbidden items.

hum! ! !

With a soft sound.

The liquid in the container stopped boiling.

The man's body stopped trembling.

He floated silently in the liquid, a broken wooden cross growing from his back, and his right hand transformed into a huge, blood-red scythe.

A terrifying rule belonging to the S-level taboo swirled around him.

"It...it succeeded?!"

The old professor's eyes widened, his face filled with incredulous ecstasy.

"It really worked!!"

"The knowledge shared by the Flame Dragon Empire is indeed useful!"

"We've really created a... Forbidden Master!!"

The entire laboratory erupted in excitement.

Everyone cheered and hugged each other.

They made history!

They broke the ironclad rule!

From this day forward, the territory of the Great Xin Dynasty will be guarded by a forbidden town!

You should know that a year ago, before the horror resurgence and apocalypse arrived... the strongest demon tamer in the Great Xin Dynasty's Demon Suppression Division was only a C-rank!

Now, the Great Xin Dynasty has created a forbidden master!

Perhaps in the near future, the Great Xin Dynasty will be able to produce SS-level, or even SSS-level, forbidden masters!

Everyone believes that the era of terror will eventually come to an end!

Order will once again envelop the land.

"Quick! Open the container! Let him out!"

The old professor couldn't wait to give the order.

呲......

The container slowly opened.

The man came out.

With each step he took, a deep trail of blood was left on the ground.

"I am... Ning Shou."

His voice was hoarse and deep, like an old cassette tape rubbing against a wall.

"I... have mastered... the power."

He raised that terrifying scythe-like arm and swung it lightly.

puff!

The thick alloy wall in front of them was neatly cut open like tofu.

"Great! That's fantastic!!"

The old professor was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.

"Ning Shou, you are a hero of the Great Xin Dynasty!"

"From this day forward, we will possess the power to fight terror!!"

however.

The people, absorbed in their joy, did not notice.

Deep within Ning Shou's seemingly calm, blood-red eyes, a barely concealed... madness and twistedness would occasionally flash.

And from an angle unnoticed by anyone, a drop of pitch-black liquid slowly seeped from the broken cross behind him.

……

Inside the Temple of Rebirth.

A wisp of Lin Chuan's will fell upon Chen Feng once more.

"This kid... he's really plagued by bad luck."

Sensing Chen Feng's current predicament, Lin Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

This fanatical believer had just survived a near-death experience and successfully mastered the [Sands of Time] monster, becoming a top-tier monster tamer who could control two A-level monsters.

But before he could even catch his breath, he had escaped that dead city.

They were suddenly engulfed by a pink mist.

That mist...

It spread directly from the direction of the long-destroyed Japan!

Amidst the mist, a bizarre and surreal scene unfolded.

Through Chen Feng's perspective, Lin Chuan saw distorted and bizarre cities appearing and disappearing in the fog.

The architectural styles of those cities include modern high-rise buildings, ancient pavilions and towers, and even some bizarre buildings that completely defy the laws of physics.

And among these cities, there are countless, densely packed... graves!

Some of the graves had cracked open, revealing empty coffins inside.

Some of the graves were still wriggling, as if something was about to crawl out of them.

Chen Feng stood in the fog, gripping a rusty dagger tightly in his hand, and warily looked around.

The dagger in his hand exuded an aura that surpassed the A-level rules, but did not reach the S-level.

This dagger was a special item he obtained in the city, and it was extremely powerful!

However, the cost of using it is the shortening of its lifespan.

Even now, despite controlling two A-rank monsters and possessing an item that was close to an S-rank forbidden item, Chen Feng, standing in the fog, still felt a chill that penetrated to his very bones.

Every inch of air in the fog was filled with a despairing aura of death.

Waaaaah—! ! !

Just then.

A piercing whistle pierced through the thick fog and exploded in his ears.

Chen Feng suddenly turned around.

A dilapidated, ancient steam train, its body covered in rust and bloodstains, slowly emerged from the depths of the mist, like a giant steel python.

It has no railway tracks.

It just drove across the desolate land out of thin air.

Clang! Clang!

The train stopped in front of Chen Feng.

The rusty car door slowly opened, making a chilling scraping sound.

A cold, decaying aura wafted out from inside the door.

"Get in the car..."

"If you don't get on the bus... you'll die..."

After the car came to a stop, a cold, mechanical voice, as if from another world, rang in Chen Feng's mind.

This is a rule!

A mandatory rule!

Chen Feng could sense that if he didn't get into the car, the seemingly calm fog around him would instantly transform into something extremely terrifying and tear him to shreds.

"Damn it!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth.

He knew that getting on the bus might mean an even worse death.

But if you don't get on the bus, you'll die right now.

"Oh shit!"

"Let's go!!"

He took a deep breath and finally stepped onto the eerie train.