I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 183, Part 182: Pretending to be cool is like the wind! Always by my side! (Chapter for monthly votes)

The moment Field used the black card, an intense sense of danger, accompanied by a change in the surrounding environment, pressed down relentlessly.

Xu Lindong looked grave, feeling as if his control over the entire house was being rapidly stripped away.

Doors, windows, walls, and even the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, collapsing towards the floating black card opposite.

The black card rapidly magnified in his field of vision.

In the blink of an eye, it had swelled up to resemble a dark portal looming before us.

Behind the cards, Field's presence is gradually seeping into the depths of the cards.

His body outline gradually darkened and blurred, as if he were turning into a silhouette in the card.

His eyes remained fixed on Xu Lindong, filled with thick resentment and hatred, like a silent curse.

Xu Lindong did not hesitate and swung his sword again!

Whoosh!!

The chilling blade flashed through the air, only to be swallowed up by the spreading darkness before it could even touch the card.

On the card, a sealed blade light appeared, as if even the blade energy of the straight knife that could ignore defense was directly imprisoned within it.

"The Card Master of Sequence Seven — indeed a tough opponent."

Xu Lindong frowned immediately.

At this moment, a mocking and cold smile appeared on Field's face.

It was as if everything was under his control, even if he was missing an arm or a leg.

The next moment was his "card turn".

However, at that moment, Xu Lindong suddenly withdrew his knife and turned his hand back, and a pen appeared in his palm without anyone noticing.

A paintbrush with a dark handle and a gleaming tip.

As soon as he picked up the paintbrush, his aura changed abruptly. His calm demeanor was tinged with an elusive sense of detachment, as if he were detached from this life-or-death confrontation, carrying a faint air of intimidation.

Carry a pen with you.

Pretentiousness is like the wind, always with me!

Field's pupils contracted instantly.

Xu Lindong, however, had already raised his paintbrush and made a sweeping stroke in the air at the approaching black cards.

A perfectly round ink circle appeared out of thin air, blocking the darkness.

The shadow of erosion suddenly paused.

Xu Lindong immediately turned his brush and lightly drew a circle around his feet.

To draw a circle on the ground and imprison oneself.

The moment the two ink circles took shape, the speed at which the room was being devoured by the cards noticeably slowed down.

But Field's extraordinary power, far exceeding his own, continued to erode and oppress, causing the ink ring to wobble and become unstable.

"open!!"

Xu Lindong's eyes narrowed, and the "Gate of Opening" and "Gate of Life" within his body opened simultaneously.

His aura suddenly changed, and his momentum began to rise wildly.

The two extraordinary powers of Heaven and Earth converged and merged within his body, causing his entire body to radiate a golden-blue luster.

Extraordinary power surged instantly!

The two ink circles in front of him forcefully resisted the erosion, creating a brief standoff with the black card.

At the same time, his hand holding the pen began to rapidly dab at the ink circle at his feet.

It's as if Ma Liang is painting.

Town streets and alleys, bridges spanning the river, the surging Yangtze River, Turtle Mountain and Snake Mountain —

A miniature picture of the city of Wuhan quickly took shape under his pen.

This is the city he protects.

He is the town landowner of Jiangcheng!

His power comes from this!

When he made his final stroke, the city in the painting seemed to be instantly endowed with some kind of authority.

The overwhelming momentum of the black cards suddenly halted, abruptly halted in mid-air, resulting in a stalemate.

"Damn it—this Yama's Decree, he clearly doesn't have the strength of a Sequence Seven, how come he's so troublesome?!"

Field's pupils contracted as half of his body was encased in the black card, his heart filled with turmoil.

In the instant his mind was shaken, ghostly figures suddenly appeared all around him.

Ghosts, hungry ghosts, and headless ghosts pounced on them from different directions at the same time.

From underground, Agan, controlled by Xu Lindong, suddenly emerged halfway out, his dark blue claws once again reaching for Field's ankle.

Although the tearing of these ghosts could not directly harm Field's main body, it forcibly dragged out a portion of his body, which was gradually merging into the card, and the merging speed was significantly slowed down.

"He is now enveloped by this black card, as if he is under some kind of absolute protection, and all the damage seems to be borne by the card itself."

"After absorbing the previous blade energy, this card now contains a wisp of blade energy, making it seem even less afraid of the true damage from the scraper..."

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Xu Lindong stared at the wisp of sealed sword energy on the card, his mind racing, his brows furrowed.

Although he had done a lot of research before coming, he knew how difficult the Card Master was to deal with.

But now that we've actually faced it, I've realized just how formidable it is.

A card player's strength depends entirely on the cards they have.

If the cards are strong, then the methods are unpredictable and cunning.

If the cards are weak, the overall strength will be greatly reduced.

Each card master has one or even several hidden cards, making them impossible to predict.

At this moment, even though Xu Lindong had made ample preparations, he was still stuck in a stalemate.

The opponent's endless stream of cards perfectly countered his versatile approach of mastering three different methods.

However, his extraordinary power was weaker than his opponent's, and it was only a temporary boost.

Therefore, even if he uses the power of the three phases to suppress it at this moment, he probably will not be able to kill it immediately.

"We can't delay any longer!"

Xu Lindong's mind raced. "I have to break their current balance. This guy has probably already revealed all his cards, but I haven't fully played mine yet!"

He did not choose to continue using the power of humanity combined with the power of the three phases, as that would not have allowed him to achieve an overwhelming and swift victory.

If this stalemate continues, things might change.

"Whoa!!"

Xu Lindong swung his knife again.

"It's no use. This knife can't hurt me anymore. You're going to die!"

Field's eyes flashed with a cold smile. "Trying to outdo me, the Card Master, with your versatility? You've run out of tricks. Here comes the death warrant! You've chosen the path to hell instead of the path to heaven."

He sneered.

Xu Lindong ignored him and continued to slash with the other mother weapon scraper in his hand.

This attack did not unleash a cold glint; instead, it merely dispersed a chilling and eerie gray mist that enveloped the surrounding area.

In the instant the mist filled the air, the mother artifact scraper in his hand flew out and landed in the palm of a figure that suddenly appeared in the evil realm.

The man, dressed in a black trench coat, exuded a chilling aura; he was none other than Han, the Yin Messenger who had been replaced as a puppet.

Yincha Han, holding a scraper, walked straight towards Field.

Following his footsteps, the figures of the bard You Jin and the owner of the Golden Phoenix Hair Salon also emerged one after another from the evil realm that resembled a gray-black mist.

The three walked side by side, each holding a gleaming scraper, approaching Field.

Field's figure was slowly seeping into the black card.

By this time, the surrounding rooms had been severely deformed.

Most of the structure has been swallowed up by the cards, like a painting that has been crumpled and sucked into a vortex.

"Three people, three knives? Is this your last trump card?"

A sinister smile crept into his eyes.

It was a condescending mockery, as if ridiculing Xu Lindong's futile actions, which could not harm him in the slightest.

However, at that moment, Xu Lindong suddenly opened his arms and closed his eyes.

The instant he closed his eyes, the Night Wanderer's ability, "Night Visitor," suddenly activated.

His figure seemed to blend into the surrounding darkness, and his aura became blurred instantly.

In the state of "Night Visitor", he can draw upon the power of darkness to erode everything around him, causing it to fall into darkness as well, and even erode consciousness and senses, plunging them into darkness.

Field's expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly felt that all the light had gone out of his eyes, and his consciousness seemed to have been thrown into a silent, boundless, and absolute darkness.

The darkness was so heavy it was suffocating, and it even began to erode his connection with the cards.

This is completely different from the shadowy power spreading from the black cards.

In the realm of cards, he was the master who controlled everything, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be "invisible".

But now, he felt as if he had been thrown into a pure, hopeless abyss of darkness.

"Oh no—this is the power of a Night Wanderer!?"

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

His consciousness had sunk into darkness, and his connection with the cards had suddenly weakened.

His jet-black body, which had been mostly integrated into the card, suddenly had half of itself break free and return to its original form.

Ironically, while his consciousness had fallen into absolute darkness, his body was "pulled" halfway out of another kind of darkness.

In the instant his body recovered halfway.

The boundless darkness in my consciousness suddenly stirred.

It was as if a shadow, like a wandering ghost, was silently approaching.

He is Xu Lindong, who "transformed into a visitor in the night".

"Whoa!!"

A cold, scythe-like phantom suddenly hooked into Field's mind!

A sudden, intense pain, as if the soul were being ripped apart by a sharp blade, erupted.

"ah!!"

Field couldn't help but let out a piercing scream, a cry of mental anguish.

at the same time.

Inside the room.

The three puppets, including Yincha Han, all brandished their swords.

Three blades of light tore through the darkness, almost overlapping into a chilling gleam, precisely striking the half of his body that had just returned to normal.

*Sizzle!*

With a dull thud as flesh was torn apart, a large amount of blood splattered across the ground like spilled ink.

Field's screams abruptly stopped, and the invincibility granted by the card shattered.

The black card, having lost the support of extraordinary power, quickly shrank and dimmed.

In that instant, the soul-hooking rope in the hands of the underworld messenger Han was lashed out like a venomous snake.

In an instant, it tightly wrapped around Field's mangled body and pulled it outwards!

"ah!!"

Amidst screams, Field, along with his soul, was pulled from the card and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Aww!!"

The starving ghosts, who had been waiting for a long time, pounced and devoured the prey.

Amidst the grating sounds of chewing and screams, Xu Lindong's mind stirred slightly.

The owner of the Golden Phoenix Hair Salon, holding a straight razor, took a step forward, raised her fair and slender arm, and the blade flashed down from the air.

puff!

Blood splattered, and Field's head rolled off.

The proprietress's meticulously made-up face, now stained with blood, revealed a look of relief.

"Merit +777!"

The Tower of Babel stirred slightly, as if acknowledging the success of this "slaying of evil."

With a thought, Xu Lindong activated the mother artifact's scraping blade to replace the puppet in the daughter artifact.

This time, the target, who was replaced and sealed into the sword as a puppet, was none other than the card master Field, who was in front of him at Sequence Seven.

"Enter the blade to atone for your sins!"

Xu Lindong watched as the razor-sharp sword was changing puppets, feeling both excited and gratified. "Fortunately, this time I defeated a Sequence Seven entirely on my own..."

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He also felt a little regretful.

This achievement cannot be recorded by the Heavenly Pride Order, otherwise his merits and ranking would surely rise even higher.

Although the Night Killer knew of "Yan Wang Tie's" identity, he had no intention of revealing it, and his identity remained a secret.

He himself would not be willing to expose himself, so naturally he could not carry the Heavenly Pride Token.

Even so, this battle still made him feel incredibly exhilarated.

The higher one's power level, the more difficult it is to fight beyond one's level, and even he, as a practitioner of all three paths, is no exception.

Originally, he was prepared to release the female director to assist in the battle in a critical moment.

Unexpectedly, relying solely on his understanding and application of sequence abilities, he killed a Sequence Seven without even activating the power of the Three Phases.

This is enough to prove his talent and growth.

Ten seconds later.

Field reappeared, replacing the owner of the Golden Phoenix Hair Salon.

He was wearing shorts, sporting a large belly, and carrying a razor blade. His expression was cold and indifferent. He had completely become a puppet controlled by the evil entity. Although he had lost his self-awareness, he had retained about 70% of his strength from his previous life.

"Pick up that black card and release the person inside."

Xu Lindong issued the order.

As instructed, Field Puppet bent down and picked up the intact black card from the ground.

This powerful card did not shatter like the previous red card; it remained intact.

It is obviously reusable.

The room scene originally imprinted on the card surface has been restored to its original state.

But the cards clearly depict the terrified figures of four or five girls huddled together, as if they were permanently sealed there.

Under Xu Lindong's command, Puppet Field immediately activated the cards.

A faint glow flashed across the card.

Several women emerged from the crowd, sprawling haphazardly on the ground.

They were both unconscious and breathing weakly, but they were out of danger.

Xu Lindong glanced at it and then ignored it.

He grasped the mother tool of the straight shaving knife, and a thought struck him.

Field and the puppets, along with the evil domain, instantly converged and disappeared into the blade.

The next moment, his figure sank downwards and disappeared into the ground.

The vengeful spirits, zombies, and Agan followed closely behind, like shadows.

Xu Lindong took out the Peach Blossom Spring Painting Brush.

Pretentious as the wind.

Amplified by the paintbrush, perception spread rapidly, seeping into the soil like a spider web, probing deep into the manor's heart to find the intense, malevolent aura.

Extremely intense fluctuations of extraordinary energy were still frequently emanating from underground.

The battle continues.

As soon as his sense of the land touched that area, he detected several intersecting power trajectories.

The midnight assailant was fighting against multiple opponents single-handedly.

Among the opponents, the strongest aura was similar to that of Field, and he was also a Sequence Seven.

Another person was Sequence 8, and another was Sequence 9 who was on the verge of death.

"Are there other experts hiding underground?"

Xu Lindong was slightly surprised, but then he understood.

In the documents he had reviewed, another Sequence Seven was Wilson, the squadron leader of the Evil Society Purification Corps.

It's perfectly normal for the opposing team to have some members among their ranks.

However, the previous intelligence did not mention the other team members, which suggests that these people have been lurking here, carrying out some shady dealings.