Chapter 54: Chaos in Akihabara (6)

The book of the Hundred Ghosts that had been floating in the void had maintained a state of volley suspension from beginning to end since it was summoned by Xu Mingming. Even if they are summoning the hundred ghosts, the hundred ghosts who were resurrected and shattered by Xiaoqing are just turning the pages of the book in the order of numbers, as if they are detached from the situation, even if the battle below is turned upside down, there are no more changes.

However, at this moment, the hundred ghosts who were still floating in the air finally began to change.

The pages of the book that had been flapping for a long time stopped rolling, and something seemed to be gushing out of the interval between the pages.

The brilliance is surging.

This is really a strange scene, a black book, there are constantly bursting out of the light like wisps, and the wisps of brilliance are completely different from any kind of brilliance we have seen before, it ...... It turned out to be pitch black.

That's right, between the books that the hundred ghosts copied at night, countless pitch-black beams of light began to diffuse, and these beams of light were indescribably dark and dim, as if even the surrounding light was attracted by these beams.

What's even more incredible is that these pitch-black beams of light seem to have a tangible substance, and they are actually slowly sliding down from between the books copied by the hundred ghosts at night, like slippery silk silks.

These dark and strange beams of light swept and entangled, constantly rolling and dragging them, as if there were countless black wisps of slime in the book copied by the hundred ghosts at night, and they couldn't help but flow down.

It's such a weird thing!

I, Ling Qiqi, Qingchuan, and Xu Mingming all widened their eyes in unison, looking at the unbelievable scene in front of them without blinking, and they couldn't even speak.

Those countless black beams of silk fell to the ground in an orderly manner, and then snaked upwards one after another, and after a while, these strange black beams of light that landed and gathered to form were entangled into a black human shape like a mummy!

This black figure doesn't look very tall, about 175 centimeters, but for some reason, looking at this black figure that still exudes a dull black brilliance, it makes people feel that they seem to be looking up at each other, and they can't help but feel ashamed of themselves.

Suddenly, the black human figure that faintly emitted black brilliance suddenly erupted with extremely strong white light, and it was bright and scorching into people's eyes. As I stared at the black figure without blinking, I suddenly felt that my eyes were slight, and I couldn't see anything.

I hurriedly covered my eyes, rubbing my eyes desperately, tears streaming down my face, and suddenly the alternation of light and dark was so strong that my eyes couldn't see anything clearly in an instant.

It was easy to wait until the blindness effect in front of me had subsided due to the intense flash of light, and I realized that the black humanoid in front of me, which was originally wrapped in a black beam of light like a mummy, had faded away from the pitch-black outer layer, revealing its true body.

This is a man who is not very tall in appearance, dressed in an ancient costume with wide robes and large sleeves, the length of the robe is reachable, the whole person looks about twenty-six or seventeen years old, there is nothing unusual about his facial features, and there is a little bright diamond shape like lacquer at the center of his eyebrows, exuding eerie black ripples, so that the man's face is blurred so that it is a little unclear.

The strange man stretched out lazily, but unexpectedly, the originally wide sleeved robe moved, and it turned into pieces of ash and blew down to the ground, revealing the man's two slender arms.

The strange man frowned, the bright black diamond shape in the center of his brow flickered like a crystal, and in an instant the old and broken Hanfu on the man's body disappeared into a crumpled set of jeans and a T-shirt.

The more I looked at it, the more familiar I felt, and when I casually looked down, I realized that the style of jeans and T-shirt worn by this strange man was not exactly the one I was wearing now?!

I felt a chill in my heart, daring to love this guy for directly copying a set of clothes and wearing them on his body according to my appearance, which is quite convenient. Then I thought about it, if this guy copied the costumes of Qingchuan, Ling Qiqi, and Xu Mingming, wouldn't it be laughing to death......

"This sleep...... Have you slept for more than a thousand years? The strange man finally packed his clothes and looked up at the sky and spoke leisurely, interrupting my malicious fantasy that he was wearing women's clothes.

This voice is unusually evil, and there is a trace of indescribable cruelty and horror.

This is exactly the voice that Shicai claims to be the one who is copied by the hundred ghosts at night!

"Unexpectedly...... There really is a Heavenly Book Soul......" Ling Qiqi's voice was a little deformed, and he seemed to be unable to stand even on his feet, and subconsciously pulled my shoulder, and dragged me back two steps inconspicuously.

Before I could react, I saw Xu Mingming and Qingchuan's faces white, as if they had seen the most terrible thing in the world, which was extremely ugly.

Ling Qiqi pulled me back two more steps.

"Little girl, are you afraid of me?" The strange man smiled and looked at me and Ling Qiqi.

Ling Qiqi's face changed drastically, he grabbed my arm, turned around and ran back.

However, before we could run two steps, a black shadow swept from behind us like lightning, and like a poisonous snake, it went straight to Ling Qiqi's face.

"Whew!"

With a crackling sound, an equally rapid and abnormal dark green light and shadow flew out from Ling Qiqi's cuffs, meeting the black shadow that swooped down from behind!

"Don't-" Ling Qiqi screamed, stopped his frantic running, and turned his head sharply to pull the dark green light and shadow, but he was empty.

And he saw that the strange man was looking at the object in his left hand with great interest,

A pair of miniature horns, two windless automatic dragon whiskers, and fine ink-colored scales all over the body were none other than the Mojian Dragon on Ling Qiqi's body that had terrified Qingchuan and Si Wolf Xia Hai.

But now the Mojian Dragon is as if it has been pulled out of its muscles and bones, the two originally bulging dragon eyes are half together, the dragon's whiskers are also hanging down like dry branches, and the scales on his body are also dim, where is there still a little bit of the majestic super spirit beast spirit before.

"Yo, yes, what's this gadget called? It seems to be a beast and demon in the Central Plains, right? It's been many years, but I miss it......" The strange man smiled and looked at the Mojian Dragon in his hand, as if he had picked up a beloved toy that had been lost for many years.

It was only at this time that I discovered that the black shadow wrapped in the ink stream dragon was actually a ribbon condensed by a pitch-black beam, extending from the shoulders of this strange man, and at this moment it was retracting the man's shoulders slowly, and then disappeared directly on the man's shoulders, as if it had never appeared.

"I like you very much, then, you will also become a part of the Night Raid of the Hundred Ghosts!" The strange man lightly tapped the drooping head of the Mojian Dragon, grinned happily, and casually ran the Mojian Dragon in his hand into the air.

"Oh my God! Don't-" Ling Qiqi screamed, shook off my arm, and waited to rush forward!

"I said, don't move." The strange man shook his head slightly.

Ling Qiqi fell straight to the ground like a piece of wood, and the whole person still maintained the posture of rushing over in a hurry, so he stiffened and fell.

A small but pitch-black beam of light appeared on Ling Qiqi's wrist at some point, and then snaked up along the wrist veins of his arm, the black that was originally only half the thickness of a little finger had expanded to the size of a fist in the blink of an eye.

"Don't, Xiaomo-" Ling Qiqi's body couldn't move at all, and he could only scream.

I saw that the Mojian Dragon, which was thrown into the air by the strange man, kept writhing in mid-air, as if it wanted to break free, but before it could writhe twice, the black Six Heavenly Books and Hundred Ghosts Night Copy, which had always been suspended in mid-air, suddenly closed together.

The closed Hyakki Night Walk slowly turned a page, revealing a blank black page, which slid lightly off the Hyakki Night Book and floated into the strange man's hand.

The strange man swiped his hand carefully, and the diamond shape at the center of his eyebrows turned so steep that it turned vermilion, which looked particularly strange on his gloomy face!

And the black light cluster on Ling Qiqi's arm, which was stiff on the side, also broke free from Ling Qiqi's shoulder, and floated leisurely into the hand of the strange man, the man flicked his middle finger, and the black light ball was shot into the black page by his finger, and then disappeared.

And the strange man's food command moved, as if he was sketching something in the air, the blank black page that floated down from the hundred ghosts in the night seemed to sense the strange man's call, and following his gesture, it was actually a dragon and snake on the page, depicting the description of the ink stream dragon that was still bound in mid-air.

The strange man finished drawing quickly, and with a flick of one finger, the black page that had been painted with the appearance of the Ink Stream Dragon shot into the air like lightning!

The next moment, the Mojian Dragon, which was still writhing and struggling in the air, disappeared, and only a page of the Six Heavenly Books with the image of the Mojian Dragon slowly floated towards the co-authored Six Heavenly Books and Hundred Ghosts Night Copy.

"Little Ink !!"

In Ling Qiqi's heart-rending scream, the page with the image of the Mojian Dragon blended into the Hundred Ghosts Night Copy, and then the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk was opened again, and the pages slowly turned as if they had never changed.

The only difference is that we all know that among the pages copied by the hundred ghosts at night, there is an extra page called Mojian Dragon.

"Why don't you come here yet? Are the Imperial Ministers so rude after a thousand years? The strange man's face flashed with a vicious and malicious smile, looking at Qingchuan and Xu Mingming.

“…… I'm sorry, but the name Imperial is a thing of the past! Xu Mingming trembled all over, as if he was making great determination, his two small fists clenched tightly, "This era doesn't need you, please...... Please go back! ”

The strange man glanced at Xu Mingming, and with a flick of his fingers, it was like a flick of a flying insect that was disturbing him.

The next moment, Xu Mingming screamed in pain, as if he had been hit by a huge force, and flew away.

"I really don't know what to call ......" The man shook his head regretfully, and said slowly: "If I say something stupid, how can I go back again?" What's more, this fierce beast in the Central Plains World is the best beast and demon that has not been encountered for thousands of years! ”

He looked at the fierce Xiaoqing who was still standing still, and the evil smile on his face became more and more intense.

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