A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Sakura Country.

This once prosperous land is now only desolate.

Issa stood at the edge of the dock.

The sea breeze brushed against the hem of his clothes, bringing not salty moisture, but an intense, oppressive chill and unease.

Behind him,

They are several elite personnel from Iwakuni's special countermeasures department.

Tension and fear were written all over their faces, and their palms, gripping their weapons, were already soaked with cold sweat.

Here,

It was completely different from any paranormal event they had ever handled before.

That's a fundamental difference.

If the previous supernatural events in Iwakuni were like small fish and shrimp in a pond.

Then the Sakura Country before us is a bottomless, dark deep sea where ancient behemoths lurk.

Just standing here, breathing this air, makes them feel like their lives are being stripped away little by little.

"Lord Isa...do we...do we really have to go in?"

A young staff member asked, his voice trembling.

He dared not look at the dense black dots in the distant sky, but only at Issa's back, as if that could bring him a sense of security.

Issa did not turn around.

His gaze

Like a hawk, it sharply surveyed the lifeless port city.

"drive."

He only said two words, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.

The staff members dared not say anything more.

They started their specially modified off-road vehicle, the roar of the engine sounding particularly jarring in the deathly silent city.

The vehicle slowly drove into the city.

This place must have once been a bustling little town.

but now,

The streets were deserted, with only abandoned vehicles and trash blown by the wind.

All the shops were closed and covered with a thick layer of dust.

A desolate scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

And the sky.

It was shrouded in that sickly grayish-white color.

The balloons, each shaped like a human head, swayed gently in the breeze, like hanging wind chimes.

The eerie smiles on their faces

It was as if it were mocking these reckless intruders.

The landing point chosen by Issa and his team was carefully calculated.

This area is far from the former capital of Sakura Kingdom, Tojo, and has a relatively low population density compared to other parts of the country.

According to intelligence analysis.

The human-headed balloon ghost slaves here are relatively few in number and the weakest in strength.

It is the most perfect "starter village" in the Isa Project.

"Buzzing..."

The muffled roar of the off-road vehicle, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattered the deathly silence.

In the sky.

Those human-shaped balloons that were just swaying in the wind suddenly turned their heads as if they had been startled awake!

Their empty eyes precisely locked onto the SUVs driving on the street.

next moment.

The dozens of balloons with human heads closest to the shore began to slowly sink.

They move slowly, drifting gently, just like real balloons.

But the chilling aura emanating from them made the staff inside the vehicle feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"They're here! They're here!"

The driver screamed in terror and instinctively tried to slam on the gas and escape.

"Hold on, keep going."

Issa's cold voice.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heads.

His face showed no sign of tension; on the contrary…

With a hint of anticipation.

"Squeak—"

A human-shaped balloon landed first on the roof of the SUV, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

Then came the second one, the third one...

More and more balloons with human heads.

Like moths to a flame, they gathered towards the car.

They attacked the vehicle body frantically with their hair, teeth, and the ropes attached below, making muffled "bang bang bang" sounds.

Outside the car window.

Faces with eerie smiles were pressed tightly against the glass, their empty eyes staring intently at the people inside the car.

This scene,

That's enough to make any normal person collapse instantly.

"Aaaaaah!"

One of the staff members in the back seat finally couldn't bear the extreme fear and let out a piercing scream.

"Shut up."

Issa frowned slightly and gave a reprimand.

He pushed open the car door and slowly got out.

The moment he set foot on this land, the temperature around him seemed to drop several degrees.

The balloons with human heads that had been frantically attacking the vehicles suddenly stopped moving.

then,

They abandoned their vehicles and all rushed towards Issa.

In their eyes.

This human being, radiating vitality, is a more delicious food than that tin can.

The staff inside the vehicle were on tenterhooks when they saw this.

"Lord Isa!"

They cried out in alarm as dozens of vengeful ghosts attacked one person at the same time!

however,

There was no trace of fear on Issa's face.

The corners of his mouth.

It even evoked a cold, icy smile.

"A bunch of... scum who don't even qualify as supernatural."

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disdain.

These ones,

It is the lowest-ranking F-level ghost slave in the intelligence.

Their strength is pitifully weak.

next second.

Issa's figure moved.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements; he simply stood calmly in place.

But the shadow beneath his feet.

But it seemed to come alive, twisting and extending wildly in an instant!

Chi Chi Chi!

Dozens of dark, shadowy tentacles, like sharp spears, shot into the sky at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow!

The human head balloons that had just pounced on Issa didn't even have time to react.

puff!puff!puff!

The shadow spear pierced the core of each human-head balloon with pinpoint accuracy.

Their bodies stiffened abruptly, and the eerie smiles on their faces froze instantly.

Then,

Just like a punctured balloon, it exploded with a "bang" into puffs of black smoke that dissipated into the air.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

When the staff inside the vehicle could see the outside again, they saw Issa still standing calmly in the same spot, as if he had never moved.

The sky around him had become clear and bright.

Those dozens of terrifying human-head balloons have vanished without a trace.

"this……"

Everyone was completely stunned by what they saw. They opened their mouths wide and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

This is...

Is it the power of a C-rank Ghost Tamer?

This is their only and strongest hero in the Kingdom of Yan!

Issa ignored the shock of his men.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body.

At the moment those demon servants were killed by him.

A faint but pure stream of supernatural power flowed into his body along with his shadow.

Although each force is insignificant.

However, when combined, it also caused a barely perceptible increase in the supernatural power within him.

really!

This method is feasible!

Issa suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with barely suppressed excitement and fervor.

"keep going."

He sat back in the car, his voice tinged with impatience.

This is paradise!

It is his own incomparable treasure trove!

The vehicle started again and drove deeper into the city.

This time, however, the atmosphere inside the car was completely different.

Fear still exists, but more so, there is an almost blind worship and trust.

As long as Lord Issa is around, it seems that nothing can threaten them.

The next few hours.

Issa gave his men a perfect demonstration of what "sweeping" truly meant.

The sound of a vehicle's engine is the perfect lure.

In each new neighborhood, groups of balloons with human heads are attracted.

The number ranges from a few dozen to over a hundred.

But no matter how many come, it makes no difference to Issa.

He didn't even need to get out of the car.

Simply place your hand lightly on the car window.

The terrifying shadow would then spread out from under the vehicle, transforming into a gigantic maw that devoured everything, turning all the approaching ghost slaves into nothingness.

"Click."

"Click."

The soft sounds of those shadows tearing through the core of the ghost slaves sounded to the staff like the most beautiful symphony in the world.

Issa could clearly sense it.

The power within my body is steadily increasing at an unprecedented rate.

This feeling captivated him completely.

It's like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for months suddenly discovering an oasis; the joy and satisfaction are indescribable.

During the time of Iwakuni,

He had to be extremely careful, as if walking on thin ice, every time he killed a vengeful ghost.

Because the number of vengeful spirits in the Iwa Kingdom is scarce, each one is extremely precious and is the source of his power.

He needs to fight and control in the most economical way.

It can be found here.

Absolutely not!

These endless F-level ghost slaves are the perfect nourishment for him to squander and devour without restraint!