Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Behind Yang Ning, the city streets were filled with a desolate atmosphere.

Starting from the entrance of his hotel, layers upon layers of blood gradually congealed into plasma on the ground within a radius of several kilometers, and the facades of buildings on both sides of the street were completely stained red with blood.

One kilometer in front of Yang Ning.

Among the crowd crammed into this ancient city, some finally realized that something seemed amiss.

When individuals are in a group, their cognitive and thinking abilities often decrease significantly.

But even if the pressure decreases further, looking at the blood plasma beneath my feet, the crimson buildings on both sides of the street, and feeling the ever-shrinking crowd ahead...

Gradually, some people's expressions changed drastically, and they began to back away in the opposite direction.

Those at the front of the crowd turned around, but those behind them still didn't understand what had happened.

The majority are those who are clueless, obsessed with getting rich, and blindly forging ahead.

Therefore, on the blood-stained streets, the crowded people were still slowly approaching Yang Ning.

No matter how much those at the front cry and plead, they cannot change the predetermined outcome.

Yang Ning, leading the two little ghost girls, walked to a crossroads and stopped.

Hundreds of meters in front of him, a dense crowd had packed the street so tightly that it was impossible to move.

Those at the very front of the crowd, seeing the scene before them that resembled a blood-red hell, were terrified and turned deathly pale.

More importantly, they had just witnessed how the person who had been standing in front of them suddenly exploded into nothingness.

And the blood and flesh that splattered from those people's explosions are now hanging on his body.

Breathing in the pungent stench of blood, these people looked at Yang Ning, dressed in white, on the blood-soaked street as if he were a demon from hell. They frantically shoved at those behind them, shouting, "Go back!"

"Damn it, let's go back! Up ahead, up ahead..."

"People are dead up ahead! Lots of people are dead! Go back!"

"Come on! You all go to the front, let me go to the back! Please!"

Few could describe the horror of the scene before them; those in front screamed and cried for their parents, trying to retreat, while those behind were blinded by greed and a thirst for riches...

On the blood-red street, Yang Ning stood alone, leading two little devils who were invisible to ordinary people. Opposite him, countless troops were thrown into chaos, with men and horses falling to the ground.

An incredible thing happened: those at the very front of the surging crowd were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly powerless to halt the tide's advance.

But upon seeing Yang Ning, these people seemed to unleash a primal force, managing to block the surging crowd behind them and even pushing forward slightly in the opposite direction!

One side is only thinking about getting rich, while the other side is doing everything in its power on the verge of life and death.

Looking at the scene unfolding before him, Yang Ning said softly, "Fine, if you can really clear a path for me, I won't kill you."

"Use this current distance as the boundary; anyone who crosses it will die."

After speaking, Yang Ning took a step forward, but this time he walked forward at a noticeably slower pace than before.

He was genuinely giving these people a chance to live.

On the other side of the crowd, those who were trying to survive unleashed astonishing energy in the face of life and death, but this energy could not be sustained.

On the other hand, there are too many people seeking wealth.

Soon, the side seeking survival weakened, while the side seeking wealth regained its strength, and the crowd began to advance towards Yang Ning again.

Those trying to survive fought desperately to hold back the crowd, crying out, "Don't even think about getting rich!"

"It's a dead end! A dead end!"

"Everyone in front is dead! Look at your feet if you don't believe me!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I don't want to die!"

On the side seeking wealth, someone in the crowd shouted, "Everyone, give it your all! We can get to the front too!"

"We've come this far, we have to get to the front!"

"Go, everyone!"

In the end, the side seeking survival fought with all its might, but it couldn't stop the overwhelming number of the side seeking wealth.

As the horde of those seeking wealth surged like a tidal wave over the survivors' lines of defense, rushing towards the figure in white on the blood-soaked street—

However, as the line of defense of the survivors collapsed, the people rushing in from behind, seeking wealth, realized what was happening and immediately turned to fight for survival, trying to stop the surging crowd behind them.

"Stop rushing! It's a dead end ahead—"

"Please, I beg you, let me through! Let me through! I don't want the money anymore, I want to live!"

Unfortunately, such voices were quickly drowned out by the clamor of the crowd.

Looking at the throng of people rushing towards him, Yang Ning shook his head and sighed, "It's not my fault..."

Swish!

Centered on Yang Ning's feet, an invisible shockwave, like ripples on the surface of water, suddenly spread outwards!

The result is—

Ripples spread everywhere, turning the clear waters red.

Ingeniously, the ripples only took away those who were trying to survive, leaving those who were eager to rush forward and make money to face the bloody scene before them.

Thus, those who were at the forefront of the crowd seeking wealth turned into people who wanted to turn around and escape, desperate to survive.

Survival versus wealth: a scenario similar to the one before has reappeared.

Unable to survive, they begin to pray and repent, and then their lives are taken away.

Seeking wealth, seeking life, repentance, death.

This process is constantly playing out in Rome.

Yang Ning was very patient; he walked slowly, constantly giving those who were trying to survive a chance.

But no wave of people seeking survival could withstand the flood of people seeking wealth in front of them.

Just as no one from the previous wave of survivors could stop those who were just seeking wealth.

They are as valiant as they are when seeking wealth, and as desperate as they are when seeking survival.

Looking at the people in front of them, their eyes red with desire to rush to the front and awaken the gold-coin system, these survivors felt as if they were seeing their own past selves.

"Damn it! Why! Why! Why are you all so eager to get forward..." one of the survivors shouted as he was about to be trampled by the crowd.

This man had clearly forgotten that just moments before, he had been one of those rushing forward seeking wealth.

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When Yang Ning reached the edge of the Vatican, half of Rome behind him was already stained red with blood.

The road paved with blood started from the hotel where he was staying and stretched all the way to where he was now, stopping a meter away from Yang Ning's feet.

I dare not overstep my bounds in the slightest.

In the end, when the city was almost completely emptied, the people seeking survival finally triumphed over those seeking wealth, and so a small number of people survived.

What awaited these people were the police at their respective official residences.

Just as Yang Ning said before, anyone who can come to Rome at this time is a damned fool.

Smiling, Yang Ning waved to the city of Rome behind him, bowed deeply, and said, "I apologize for my rudeness today."

Bow again.

Three bows.

The ceremony is over.

He placed a stick of incense on the ground, lit it, and whispered, "Restore."

The crimson blood color that filled the city began to dissolve at that moment.

The black blood plasma on the ground and walls reverted to blood, flowing back to the ground and then disappearing rapidly.

Within a minute, Rome, which had been stained halfway with blood, was restored to its original state.

After apologizing once again to the city before him, Yang Ning turned around, took the two little ghost girls by the hand, and strode into the Vatican.

This is the Holy See's divine kingdom.

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