Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

However, compared to surprise and unexpectedness, Xiao Li's malicious gaze at this moment was more of a look of utter bewilderment!

Why did he come down again?

However, before he could think any further, a familiar feeling of weakness immediately followed.

He looked up at a large, square hole in the ceiling.

He just fell from here.

Through the square opening, he once again saw the dark cloud and mist that had given him power.

Although Li's mind was being distorted by the strange power, his instincts told him that once he distanced himself from the dark cloud and mist, his power would also decrease.

As for why this happened... it all comes down to Li's own fault.

Before his mind and body were distorted by the strange power, he was just an ordinary person. Moreover, this strange power did not belong to him, but was given to him by someone else.

The dark cloud and black mist were the embodiment of that strange power.

In order to kill Xiao He as soon as possible, Xiao Li ignored the advice of the demonic whisper that kept appearing in his mind and rashly activated all the strange power before it had fully adapted to his body.

This caused most of the strange power to break free of the body uncontrollably, condensing into the dark cloud and mist that represented the strange power.

Perhaps even the spokesperson himself didn't expect things to turn out this way.

After all, in his plan, even if Xiao Li's strange abilities couldn't completely overwhelm Xiao He, this "newbie" demon tamer, he shouldn't have lost so quickly.

That's right.

When Xiao He discovered Li's weakness, the scales of victory had already tipped in his favor.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

At this moment, Xiao He's cold voice suddenly rang in Xiao Li's ear.

Before he could react, a gleaming, bloody blade of flesh was already slashing down at his head.

At that moment, Li, who was in a weakened state, finally came to his senses. Looking at the flesh-and-blood blade that was almost within reach, he could only subconsciously raise his two thick, muscular arms to block it in front of him.

puff!

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of flesh being pierced, Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade left a deep wound on Xiao Li's arm covered in black tattoos, from which dark red blood slowly flowed.

Although the wound didn't look very serious on the surface, it was the first time Xiao Li had been injured since he was possessed by some strange power. The pain in his arm made Xiao Li let out a low growl involuntarily.

Even though his power has decreased, his distorted mind has not been corrected.

So when he discovered that he had been injured by Xiao He, he immediately became furious.

"Damn it, damn it."

At this moment, Xiao Li's already distorted face became even more distorted with anger. Although the aura he exuded was not as strong as before, the imposing presence he emanated at this moment was almost the same as before, equally eerie and distorted.

Immediately afterwards, he let out another low roar, and the wounds on his arm began to heal at a visible speed, but his aura weakened considerably once again.

Then, Xiao Li looked at Xiao He, who was smiling broadly not far away, his face twisted with rage: "Why aren't you dead yet? If you die, I'll be free! Why, why can't you just die?!"

As he uttered the words "Go to hell," Xiao Li once again swung his two powerful arms and charged towards Xiao He with heavy steps.

"First of all, as for the question of why I'm not dead yet, it's naturally because you can't kill me yet."

At this moment, Xiao He raised the flesh-and-blood blade in his hand and held it in front of him, shook his head, and said, "Also, why should I exchange my death for your freedom? I don't owe you anything."

After saying that, without waiting to see if the other person heard him, he brandished the flesh-and-blood blade he had been holding in front of him and charged towards Xiao Li, who was rushing towards him.

Just now, after testing him with that one strike, Xiao He knew that the opponent's strength had decreased to the point where he posed "no threat" to him.

Although on the surface, Xiao Li, who was charging over, seemed to be full of momentum.

But Xiao He knew in his heart that the other party was just a paper tiger.

Although he didn't know why the other party seemed to have "excited all over" once they left the dark cloud and mist on the ceiling above, it didn't affect his idea of ​​"cutting" the other party next.

Because by now, Xiao He could no longer sense any human aura emanating from the other party.

It wasn't that he couldn't bring himself to do it, but rather that, in his view, killing a monster was far more valuable than killing a person who appeared to be corrupted by some strange force.

Thinking of this, Xiao He's eyes flashed, and a powerful and strange energy burst out from his body, while the blade made from his arm, which had turned into flesh and blood, exuded a suffocating killing intent.

At that moment, the two who were rushing towards each other were only one step apart.

The next moment, Xiao Li and Xiao He took that final step almost simultaneously.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

A faint black light suddenly burst forth from Xiao Li's two monstrous arms, which resembled demonic arms. He swung these two seemingly powerful arms, attempting to smash Xiao He into a pulp.

Xiao He swiftly swung his arm, and the flesh-and-blood blade left a fleeting arc in the air.

In an instant, their attacks collided.

puff!

Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade struck Xiao Li's Qilin arm once again. However, this time, it wasn't just a deep cut on Xiao Li's arm; his entire arm was almost severed in one stroke. Fortunately, his bones were quite hard, and Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade got stuck inside them.

The intense pain once again filled Xiao Li's face with anger, but this time, he seemed to sense danger and began to twist his Qilin arm, which was stuck in Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade.

A normal person would never do such a "stupid" thing if they were slashed in the hand.

But now, with his mind twisted, Xiao Li only wants to keep his arm away from Xiao He's flesh and blood blade.

"I didn't expect that even though your strength has declined to this extent, you still have such a defense."

Xiao He said in a low voice, "However, I don't believe that other parts of your body can achieve this level of defense."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao He's arm jerked violently, and he quickly pulled the flesh-and-blood blade that was stuck in Xiao Li's arm.

Then, with swift and sharp movements, he pointed the flesh-and-blood blade straight at Xiao Li's heart.

puff!

The next second, as Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade pierced Xiao Li's chest, it twisted and pulled sharply, and a large amount of dark red blood gushed out, instantly staining the ground red.

At this moment, under the shadow of death, Xiao Li, whose mind had been distorted, seemed to have emerged from that distorted state, and his eyes regained a moment of clarity.

That was the final burst of energy from a dying man.

Even now, Xiao Li still doesn't know what he did wrong to end up in this situation.

He just wanted to work to support himself. Even if he was scolded by his boss and bullied by his colleagues, at least he could still live, even if he was just living in humiliation.

Even though Xiao Li's mind had been twisted by some strange force, and in this twisted state he committed the crazy act of twisting off the heads of his superiors and colleagues, even though these crazy acts did not come from his true heart, he still felt inexplicably relieved when he thought about these things.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Xiao Li's face, a smile of relief.

It wasn't because he "personally" sent his exploitative bosses and colleagues to hell, but rather... he was finally free.

"Finally, I don't have to go to work anymore."

This was the last thought that flashed through Xiao Li's mind. Then his body began to sway, and he finally collapsed to the ground with great difficulty. Ever since Xiao He's flesh-and-blood blade pierced his heart, his life had been slowly slipping away, and it was only at this moment that his life came to an end.

However, in his final moments, he did not die as a human, but as a bizarre puppet. It is unknown whether his final destination would be a human paradise or hell, or a strange, unknown world.

At that moment, as Xiao He stood beside Xiao Li's corpse and watched the man's originally exaggerated "unicorn arm" gradually return to the size of a normal arm, he realized that this poor and unlucky worker was probably completely finished.

Thinking of this, he felt slightly relieved. No longer worried that the other party might suddenly rise from the dead and attack him from behind, he began to ponder certain things, namely...

"Am I going to have worked for nothing again today?"

Xiao He looked at Xiao Li's corpse, which had turned back into a human form, and silently complained to himself.

At the beginning, after noticing that Xiao Li was gradually turning into something strange, he deliberately waited for the moment when the other party completely transformed into something strange.

Because only the bizarre can be transformed into his own bizarre cards.

However, when Xiao He squatted down and placed his right hand, which had transformed back from its flesh and blood form, on Xiao Li's corpse, he was disappointed.

Even though Xiao Li had become a strange creature before his death, he miraculously turned back into a "human" after his death.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao He has indeed wasted his time today.

But at that moment, Xiao He seemed to sense something, and then suddenly looked up and peered through the hole in the ceiling at the dark cloud and mist on the upper level.

The dark cloud and mist that Xiao Li created before his death did not dissipate with his passing.

"Could it be...?"

Xiao He looked up at the dark cloud and mist, muttering to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the communicator on his wrist trembled violently.

He looked up and saw that the person looking for him was Spider-Man.

Xiao He didn't think much of it and immediately connected the call.

The next second, the Spider-Man's slightly deep voice came from the other end of the communication channel. He asked, "The situation on your end should be resolved by now, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao He glanced down at Xiao Li's corpse on the ground, then looked up at the dark clouds and mist overhead, before replying without hesitation, "Yes, it's been taken care of."

"Okay, that's good. I've taken care of things here, but there's one more thing I need you to handle."

Xiao He was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "What is it?"

"Several people in this shopping plaza have gone mad. They're probably being influenced by some strange force. Your job is to calm them down, but remember, you can't use any excessive force."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He frowned slightly.

It wasn't because Spider-Man told him not to use "too violent methods," but rather because the other party said he had already dealt with the situation there. How could the people in the mall still be going crazy because of some strange force? Could it be that there is another cultist representative hiding behind today's mission?

Otherwise, if things have already been resolved, why did those people go crazy in the first place?

Upon hearing Xiao He's question, the spider-man on the other end of the communicator immediately replied, "Those people had already gone mad before I could handle it. It was that cultist's representative in the coffee shop who did it."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He suddenly realized what was going on.

Good grief, this just means he has to go and clean up the mess Spider-Man made!

However, he wouldn't say those words aloud, because... the next second, a faint, pitiful scream came from the other end of the communicator, seemingly accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. Then, in Xiao He's communication with the Spider Man, Zheng Hao's hesitant voice suddenly rang out.

"Sir, isn't what you're doing a bit too violent?"

"Oh? Is that so? But I seem to remember that this crazy guy broke his own leg?"

The voice on the communicator stopped abruptly at this point, followed by a moment of silence.

After a while, Spider-Man's voice came through the communicator again.

"I've already sent the logistics team up to meet you. They'll take care of the cleanup work on your end. After you've finished coordinating with them, you can come down and deal with those crazy people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spider-man seemed to be in a hurry and hung up the call without waiting for Xiao He's reply.

Xiao He stared at the communicator on his wrist, looking somewhat bewildered, and stood there speechless for a long time.

"This guy seems to be getting more and more unreliable."

Xiao He muttered to himself.

It was at this time that...

Ding!

The elevator arrived.