Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

"Hehe, ordinary bullets can't kill me."

Scarface Yong grinned, his laughter was manic.

His body was riddled with bullet holes, and his seemingly tough black fur was scattered on the ground by the bullets. Dark and eerie blood was gushing from the bullet holes, but it was quickly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. As each blood-stained steel ball bullet was squeezed out, the wounds that had been hit closed instantly.

Seeing what was happening before his eyes, Xiao He's face was gloomy.

Just as he was about to fire another shot, Scarface Yong roared and then swung his claws at the tongue that was binding his legs.

Fortunately, the Hanging Ghost sensed the situation was turning bad and loosened his tongue in time, which allowed Scarface Yong to break free of his restraints.

Roar!

Scarface Yong let out another venomous roar. He glanced at the hanging ghost not far away, then turned around without hesitation and pounced on Xiao He.

He now realized that the price the other party had to pay for controlling the supernatural was not as high as he had imagined. So, based on the principle of capturing the leader first, he did not choose to get entangled with the hanged ghost, but planned to kill Xiao He directly.

At this moment, Xiao He also saw through the other party's intention. He frowned slightly, raised the shotgun in his hand, and pulled the trigger again.

boom!

Numerous steel pellets struck Scarface Yong's body, splattering blood from time to time, but the bullet attack did not stop his advance.

"Die!" Scarface laughed maniacally, his mouth stretched to the back of his ears, and his two sharp fangs gleamed with a chilling light.

The next moment, he opened his blood-red maw and bit down hard on Xiao He.

Pfft------!

With a sound of flesh being pierced, Scarface Yong's fangs bit into Xiao He's neck, tearing off a large chunk of bloody flesh.

Scarface Yong then swallowed the chunk of meat in his mouth, licking the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at Xiao He, who was clutching his neck in fear, he couldn't help but mock, "I thought your blood was so delicious, but it's not much different from the pig's blood in this cold storage..."

However, the next second, his expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural.

Before he could react, another sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

Pfft------!

The next instant, Scarface Yong was jolted, and then he felt a piercing pain.

He looked down at his chest in astonishment; a blood-soaked, spear-like tongue had pierced through his chest.

"How could this happen?" Scarface Yong muttered to himself.

He had been keeping a close eye on the strange movements, how could he not have noticed the attack? The distance between them was clearly... wait!

Scarface Yong turned around with difficulty and saw that the long, blood-red tongue that had pierced his chest was not coming out of that strange mouth, but from the shadows in a corner.

And not far away, the eerie creature was staring intently at him without moving.

and many more!

Scarface Yong seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened immediately.

The next second, he felt the scene in front of him suddenly change, and then the eerie creature not far away seemed to teleport directly to the shadow in the corner, and the long, blood-red tongue that pierced through Scarface Yong's chest came out of its mouth.

"Illusion!"

Scarface Yong's face immediately turned ugly. At this moment, he realized that he had already fallen into a trap. Although he had heard from some fellow practitioners that some strange beings were skilled in illusions and could make people hallucinate and kill themselves, this was the first time he had personally experienced such an unpredictable move.

"In other words..."

As if he had thought of something, Scarface Yong turned his head again and saw that Xiao He, who had been clutching his neck and looking scared, had been turned into a clean, fat pig.

No wonder the meat I just ate tasted so much like pork.

"What kind of skill is it to hide your head and tail? If you're so capable, come out and fight me!" Scarface Yong cursed angrily. Then he quickly grabbed the long, blood-red tongue that was piercing his chest, and then suddenly turned around, swinging his claws to cut off the hanging ghost's tongue.

Waaah!

The hanged ghost, its tongue severed, immediately let out a wail. Then it quickly retracted its bleeding tongue, and its body began to become ethereal, gradually turning transparent before disappearing again.

Hiding in the shadows, Xiao He watched this scene unfold, speechless.

"This hanging ghost is too rigid. After piercing the opponent's chest, it doesn't immediately retract its tongue. Doesn't that make it a sitting duck?"

Xiao He's expression was somewhat grave. If he could, he would have wished that the hanging ghost that had just pierced Scarface Yong's chest was himself, so that at least he wouldn't have given a piece of his tongue to the other party.

He sighed, feeling utterly helpless.

There was nothing he could do. This hanged ghost not only had limited intelligence, but also extremely limited combat awareness. Through so many days of contact, Xiao He had roughly learned that apart from its instinct to always think about strangling people and then pulling out their tongues, the one-star hanged ghost was very rigid about everything.

Thinking of this, Xiao He put aside his thoughts and turned to observe Scarface Yong, who was clutching his chest and throwing a tantrum not far away, with a complicated expression.

"It seems his heart isn't his weakness," Xiao He thought to himself.

The reason he just ordered the hanging ghost to pierce Scarface Yong's chest was to find out the opponent's weakness.

A person's weakness, besides the brain, is the heart located in the chest.

As for why he didn't pierce the other person's head...

Forehead---

He remembered very clearly that before Scarface Yong transformed into the monster, he had shot the other man in the forehead with a bunch of bullets, but even so, Scarface Yong was still alive and well.

"Since the brain and heart won't work, then there's only one option left..."

Xiao He looked up at the hanged ghost who had quietly come to Scarface Yong's side, and immediately gave an order.

at the same time.

Ever since his heart was pierced, Scarface Yong's aura has become very strange.

The stench of decay emanating from him grew increasingly intense and pungent, and the tough black hairs on his body gradually fell out as if they had lost their life.

Although the Corpse Demon possesses extremely strong healing abilities, it will still be injured if it suffers damage exceeding a certain level.

Scarface Yong knew he couldn't delay any longer.

His transformation into a corpse monster after drinking only one person's blood was extremely limited. Unless he drank blood again, he would soon exit the corpse monster state.

"Damn it, if I had known it would turn out like this, I should have sucked all their blood dry from the beginning."

Scarface Yong stared grimly at the corpses of his men on the ground.

The blood of the corpse was of no use to him, because strictly speaking, he was also a corpse.

Just as he was hesitating about whether he should preserve his life to fight another day, he heard another whooshing sound.

call out!

A bloody tongue was flying toward him.

"Again? You think I'll fall for that again?"

Scarface Yong's tone was icy. He roared and suddenly thrust his legs forward, slamming them hard against the attacking tongue and the eerie creature.

He wasn't sure if he was in a dream or reality, but one thing he was clear about was that he had to forge his own path, whether it led to a dead end or a path to survival.

Since we don't know whether we'll live or die, let's just treat it as a dead end and keep going.

next moment.

boom!

With a loud bang, a shelf full of frozen pork was blasted away.

It's another illusion!

Scarface Yong's heart sank. He knew very well that the Corpse Demon did not have the ability to break the illusion. If the opponent continued to drag it out, he would definitely lose in the end.

"Damn it, how could he keep using strange powers? Does he have no consequences for using them?" Scarface Yong's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious and crazed, with even a trace of fear.

It was less a fear of Xiao He and more a fear of death.

Because he knew in his heart that if he couldn't get past this hurdle, he would never have another chance to get past it.

call out!

At that moment, another whooshing sound came from behind Scarface Yong. His expression changed, and he tilted his head and dodged the hanging ghost's tongue again. Perhaps due to inertia, the tongue pierced straight through the shelf in front of him.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe you can keep going like this forever..."

Just as Scarface was about to use his claws again to cut off the tongue that seemed to be stuck on the shelf, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"Um?"

He looked up abruptly and saw a bleeding tongue that had appeared above him at some point.

puff!

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out, and the bleeding tongue accurately pierced Scarface Yong's neck. Under the immense force, he was pinned to the ground and killed.

Scarface Yong looked at the hanging ghost floating above his head, seemingly wanting to say something, but with his neck pierced, his throat trembled a few times, and in the end, he could only make "ho" "ho" sounds.

He raised his thick hands, seemingly wanting to swing his gleaming claws again to cut off the hanging monster's tongue, but even with all his strength, he could only barely lift one hand.

"So your neck is your weakness."

At this moment, Xiao He also slowly walked out from the corner of the cold storage, carrying a shotgun. Thanks to the illusion magic cast on him by the Hanging Ghost, he was able to hide his figure under the onslaught of Scarface Yong's attacks.

As Xiao He's footsteps drew closer, fear appeared in Scarface Yong's eyes. He tried to resist, but his body was no longer under his control.

As Xiao He said, the weakness of the Corpse Demon is the neck that connects the body and the head. Once the neck is pierced, the Corpse Demon's body will no longer be under the control of the brain.

As long as the neck isn't pierced, even if the corpse monster's heart is dug out or its head is blown off, the corpse monster can still move freely. In fact, Scarface Yong wasn't quite sure why the corpse monster could still move after its head was blown off. Anyway, the mysterious person who gave him the corpse monster's fangs said that as long as the neck is protected, it won't die.

However, ever since Scarface Yong obtained the two Corpse Demon Fangs, no enemy has ever thought of cutting off or piercing his neck, because when they saw that he was still alive after being shot through the head, they were all terrified.

"let me."

Xiao He waved to the hanged ghost, and after the other party withdrew his tongue, he raised the shotgun in his hand and fired a shot at the wound on Scarface Yong's neck that could no longer heal.

boom!

With a gunshot, a large number of steel ball bullets flew out.

Because Scarface Yong's neck was only half an arm's length away from the muzzle of the gun, coupled with the close-range power of the shotgun, the penetrating power of the bullet instantly became extremely astonishing, and a single shot directly broke the opponent's neck.

thump!

As a grotesque head flew off, a headless corpse covered in black hair was thrown backward by the impact of the bullet, crashing heavily to the ground and remaining motionless forever.

The premise that ordinary bullets cannot kill Scarface Yong is that his neck is not injured; otherwise, if he were shot in the neck wound, he would die immediately like an ordinary person.

Looking at the lifeless corpse on the ground, Xiao He's gaze narrowed slightly, as if he was waiting for something.

After a moment, he sighed and said disappointedly, "It seems that killing the monster won't let me draw cards."

The reason he risked coming out to finish off Scarface Yong before he was completely dead was to see if killing him would grant him an extra chance to draw a card.

Ever since he drew the Hanged Ghost on the first day he arrived in this world, he began to study the cards that appeared in his mind.

It was a card that was entirely black and exuded an eerie, cold aura. There were no patterns or words on it, only darkness.

The mechanical sounds he heard earlier came from here. If you ask him how he knew, well... it was probably intuition.

Xiao He's intuition told him that the Hanging Ghost Card he drew came from here, but unfortunately, his intuition did not tell him how to start the next draw.

"I wonder when I'll finally get a decent monster." Xiao He muttered to himself as he looked at the hanging monster that had come to his side.

Even a one-star hanged ghost can only overpower ordinary people; if it encounters other supernatural beings, its fate is very uncertain.

If it weren't for the fact that the illusion technique of the Hanging Ghost was effective against Scarface Yong, the opponent could probably have killed Xiao He even if he was seriously injured. After all, he was just an ordinary person with no fighting power... well... an ordinary ghost, more like an ordinary ghost.

Thinking of this, Xiao He decided to recall the hanged ghost and leave this awful place.

Just then, Scarface Yong's headless corpse on the ground began to rot rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning the hideous head next to the corpse into a pile of bones. With a gust of cold wind, the pile of bones also turned into dust in an instant.

"Um?"

Xiao He glanced down at the bone powder on the ground, his eyes flickered, and then he quickly stepped forward and picked up two fangs that gleamed coldly from the skull powder.

Looking at the two slender fangs in his hand, Xiao He immediately thought of the strange behavior of Scarface Yong suddenly biting his subordinate earlier. He had a sudden thought and pondered to himself.

"It seems that Scarface Yong's ability to transform into the monster is probably related to these two fangs."

At this moment, Xiao He also realized that Scarface Yong, who died tragically under his gun, was not a monster, but an ordinary person who had mastered a strange power.

Just as he was about to put the two fangs down, a sudden chill came from his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar mechanical voice rang in my mind once again.

"Strange object detected. Generate card?"