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Chapter 362 The Sixteen Star Lords, True Gods, Make Their Debut

Two elevators descended together, carrying dozens of evil spirits, and quickly surrounded Allen and his companions.

What came into view was a sinister and terrifying demon, and Kevin instinctively grabbed Allen's arm tightly.

"Anna, you're back."

A voice rang out, causing the ghost bride to tense up instantly.

The evil spirits parted to make way for a fierce ghost dressed in blood-red robes, who walked gracefully towards them.

His bloodthirsty and bewitching eyes, paired with his pale and cold face, made him resemble a noble and elegant vampire from a TV series.

"Nordin, how did you become a vengeful ghost?" the ghost bride asked incredulously.

When she escaped the ghost city, she remembered that the other party was also an evil ghost, far from being able to reach the level of a fierce ghost.

"Anna, will you stay by my side now?"

Nordin smiled confidently and said, "I am now one of the overlords of Ghost City, no longer the nobody I once was."

"Don't even think about it."

The ghost bride retreated behind Ellen and said resolutely, "I already have someone I love."

Upon hearing this, Nordin's expression changed drastically, turning ferocious as he snarled, "You like a nobody pretty boy?"

Indeed, in the eyes of the vengeful ghost, Allen was a good-for-nothing with no resentment on him. It was an utter disgrace that he had taken the female ghost he had his eye on.

"Damn it, thank you for praising me," Allen said shyly.

I wasn't praising you.

"Shouldn't 'pretty boy' be a compliment?" Allen looked bewildered; in his mind, it was a compliment.

"..."

Nordin, furious, laughed and said, "You can't even understand what I'm saying, you're really stupid."

Ok…

I understand what you mean.

Allen can admit that he has mental problems and openly admits to being mentally ill, and he absolutely refuses to allow others to call him stupid.

"Brothers, grab your weapons!"

At a command.

The thirteen righteous gods drew their weapons.

"Damn it, this bastard's wearing colored contact lenses and trying to act all high and mighty."

"What era are we living in? Still playing the 'emo' style? I, the quantum mechanics class representative, am going to use my knowledge to dismantle him."

"Kid, try the triangle strike."

"..."

In a single, direct confrontation, he defeated the evil spirit before him.

The Heavenly Emperor and the two Heavenly Lords have already set their sights on the vengeful ghost Nordin.

"I will turn you into blood..."

bang...

A slight mist of blood rose up, and a wine bottle struck him on the head.

"Blood? What?"

Pfft!

The Geometry God, holding a triangle ruler in each hand, stabbed it into the eye socket.

The whole scene was extremely violent and bloody.

"My eyes..."

bang...

In his furious roar, Nordin smashed another wine bottle.

"Ada!"

The Neurotic Emperor took over, launching a flying kick that sent the opponent sprawling through the air, then slamming the man's head against the ground with a thud.

When the evil spirits saw that their leader had been ambushed, they wanted to rescue him, but they were powerless to do so. The remaining ten righteous gods then suppressed and beat them.

"Don't kill him."

Allen quickly stopped the madman emperor's merciless beating, because if he were to be dealt with on the spot, it would be very troublesome to deal with the remaining evil spirits.

Nordin, his face covered in blood, was placed in front of Allen, and within a minute, he had lost all his previous imposing manner.

"Am I smart or not?" Allen asked smugly.

The person who asks such a question is not very smart.

However, given the pressing situation, Nordin wisely remarked, "Smart."

"Very good."

Allen tossed his hair and said domineeringly, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Now I'm giving you time to summon evil spirits to take revenge on me."

"..."

Upon hearing this, not only was Nordin baffled, but all the evil spirits were also stunned.

Why?

We've already won a great victory, why let the devil off the hook? Can't we play by the rules?

"Really?" Nordin asked, unsure.

"24K genuine diamonds".

"..."

Although I didn't understand it very well, I roughly understood the meaning.

Release Nordin again and let him use his abilities to gather his subordinates.

Surrounded and protected by his men, Nordin emitted a plume of bloody smoke from his body, which emerged directly from the underground parking garage and rose slowly onto the top floor of the landmark building.

At the same time, all the evil spirits scattered throughout the area can detect the situation immediately.

This is Nordin's way of summoning you; you must drop everything and go immediately, or you will face retribution later.

Of course, evil spirits have nothing they can't leave behind; they simply guard the dead and prevent them from wandering out of their territory.

At this moment, Nordin's injuries were slowly healing, actually by devouring the resentment of his evil spirits.

However, resentment is worthless in the eyes of vengeful ghosts. They have vast territories to raise the dead and can continuously harvest resentment to strengthen themselves.

"You committed a grave mistake, which was being far too arrogant and conceited."

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Nordin felt he was back to normal.

Hundreds of evil spirits would arrive soon, and he didn't believe the enemy could still hold them off.

The Geometry Lord immediately raised his triangular ruler and jabbed it forward in a threatening gesture, saying, "Believe it or not, I'll gouge your eyes out again."

Nordin shut his mouth, his face turning ashen.

He was genuinely worried that the other person would rush up and poke his eyes with a triangle ruler, regardless of the consequences.

"Boss, we're here."

The first group of evil spirits arrived first, followed by a series of other groups gathering in the underground parking garage.

It's like criminals illegally gathering to prepare for criminal activities.

Within moments, hundreds of demons surrounded Nordin.

Many armed conflicts occur in ghost cities, often led by vengeful ghosts.

As a result, their fearsome leader, who usually hid among the ghosts and dared not utter a sound, caused many evil spirits to be afraid to speak freely.

"When the Heavenly Court goes to war, not a blade of grass will survive."

Instead, Allen took the lead and rallied the thirteen righteous gods to attack the evil forces.

This time, there was no mercy shown; it was all ruthless, a single, fatal blow.

Strands of spirituality are collected through the Devouring Spirit Touch.

The vibrant spiritual energy poured into the temples of the gods, in enough quantity to give birth to the true gods once more.

"Lord of the Night Owls, return to your place at once!"

"Infertility Star Lord, return to your place at once."

"Two packs of Star Lord's Tears a Day, return to your rightful place quickly."

"Frequent urination and dribbling, please return to your place immediately."

"..."

Allen really gave Jill a terrible name; sixteen star lords with utterly offensive names were born and are now waiting to be summoned in the palace.

Divine light shone upon it.

Sixteen star deities appeared.

"Brothers, let's take them down."

"Yes, boss."

Upon receiving the order, the Star Lords turned their fierce eyes toward the enemy.

"Keyboard, come on!"

The Star Lord who stays up all night makes a sword-finger gesture, and a black keyboard flies out from behind him, pointing at an evil spirit to guide the attack.

clap clap clap...

The keyboard clattered loudly, the demon's face was covered in English letters, and it was so dizzy and unsteady that it could not stand.

"Who do you think needs injections for infertility?"

The Infertility God was even more ruthless. He pulled out a syringe as thick as his arm, with a needle as thick as his little finger and at least a meter long. He aimed at a demon and stabbed it, pressing the lever hard.

With a loud bang, the evil spirit never dreamed that it would be injected with an injection and explode on the spot.

(End of this chapter)