"These ...... All victims who recently died from that video!! ”

Looking at the resentful spirits crawling on the ground, Mochizuki Ayano's voice trembled unconsciously.

She has the ability to never forget, and immediately matched the appearance of these resentful spirits with the victims in the case file.

"Kengo, attack while they're passing through the TV screen!"

Hearing Tokimoto Ichiro's command, Kengo Yamada took out a pair of black pet collars from the suitcase next to him and strangled them around his neck.

Resentment, [Human-faced Dog Collar].

This resentment, because he used it a lot of times, his body gradually developed a good tolerance to the speed, strength, hearing, smell and the ensuing "canine" that he suddenly acquired, so he usually used it by name in the ninth lesson.

Wearing a collar and incarnating as "Dark Kengo", he held a newly crafted lightning peachwood sword and blocked the front of the TV.

At this point, the first wraith had already squeezed half of its head off the screen.

Naturally, the resentful spirits will no longer follow the "Misdemeanor Law" and climb out in line in an orderly manner.

The gaps around the TV screen were already crowded with faces, bodies, hands and feet.

An unknown number of wraiths, with a huge black aura, were tightly entwined, pouring out of the television like toothpaste.

"Eat My Big ......"

Kengo Yamada struck quickly, and the peachwood sword continued to penetrate the indescribable weakness of the wraiths with an afterimage, bursting into bursts of thunder in their bodies as they stirred wildly.

Compared to a month ago, his movements are sharper and his swordsmanship is more precise.

was blocked by him like this, and the resentful spirits began to dissipate as soon as they came out of the TV.

Occasionally, a wraith would reach out to him, only to be burned to the ground by the rune paper that covered his clothes.

With the momentum of a man who can't open his life, blocking in front of the TV and strangling the resentful spirit, Kengo Yamada gradually showed a distorted smile on his face.

Since defeating the resentful spirit in the Shikursu Toilet, and having been baptized by various resentful spirits, including the "Sewer Burster", he has gradually fallen in love with the feeling of slaying the resentful spirit with a wooden sword.

However, the resentful spirits in the TV set poured out more and more rapidly, and he gradually became overwhelmed.

"Kengo, go back, I'm going to activate the Soul Binding Array."

As Ichiro Tokimoto sealed his hands and recited the mantra silently, the rune paper attached to the courtyard wall automatically became windless, and a burst of aura erupted, covering the entire courtyard.

The resentful spirits that landed from the TV suddenly moved more slowly, and the resentment in their bodies was consumed as quickly as if they were being burned by flames.

Combined with the continuous spreading Buddha light in the rear, those resentful spirits were suppressed on the ground and could not move, and could only wail and disperse.

Occasionally, there are resentful spirits that can continue to move forward, but they will also be stabbed by Kengo Yamada's sword.

Seeing this scene, Mochizuki Ayano's face was relieved.

This weirdness similar to [Sadako Yamamura] seems to be just a strange way of spreading, resulting in a very lethal power, and when it encounters a powerful soul slayer, it seems a little inadequate.

At this moment, everyone found that there were no more resentful spirits pouring out of the TV.

The spirits just bowed their bodies quietly and bowed down to the dry well.

With the faint sound of iron tools rubbing against the ground, one, two, three, and four white slender arms slowly stretched out from the dry well in the screen......

A woman with beautiful hair like a waterfall and flowing white clothes unhurriedly propped up her body from the mouth of the well under the bow of all the resentful spirits.

"So, is this what Sadako is all about......

Seeing the strange woman with two faces under her long hair and four legs stretched, Mochizuki Ayano only felt a numbness in her back.

Yes, these two white-clothed women with four hands and feet are the same virgin coconut who was inexplicably seriously injured in the murderous mansion that day and almost returned to the Danu God Realm.

Wounded "badly" that day, and with the instinct engraved in this body, he slammed into the DVD screen and escaped, opening the door to a new world.

This improvised body seemed to be infused with a rather strong "artificially made" rule, but it did not prevent him from acknowledging the power of this body.

Anyone who watched that particular video and was tainted with the curse could not escape His tracking, and eventually became a sacrifice to the Old Gods.

And those who are killed will also be controlled by some kind of curse power in him, and become a curse-spreading spirit.

With "Curse" and video as a springboard for movement, Virgin Coconut has a rather strange and fast way of moving.

During these days, he harvested many lives, mastered hundreds of wraiths, and restored two thick hairs.

It reminded him of the days when the Celts invaded Rome and reaped life.

And today, He is drawn to the tape that is so relevant to His origins.

This time, the "sacrifices" seem to have had two hits, and many of his men were consumed.

So, he decided to take it upon himself after a long absence.

The chastity coconut in the TV does not seem to have the meaning of coming out.

“…… Those who disrespect the ancient gods will eventually be reduced to ashes by war and death......"

He just stood at the mouth of the well, through the screen, revealing his big dark eyes between the gaps in his long hair, and raised his head slightly in a very amorous manner towards Takeshi Iwata, who triggered the curse of the videotape.

Just because I took an extra look at you in the crowd......

"Bad ......"

Looking at the big eyes that were far beyond the size of ordinary people and had no whites, Takeshi Iwata instantly felt like he had a heart attack.

A black resentment erupted around several monks.

"Poof......

All the monks spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and all of it sprayed on the back of the head of the Dharma who was sitting in front of him, staining the back of his head with a red color.

The golden bell transformed by the Buddha's light was also shaken by the resentment.

The long hair of the coconut poured out of the TV and hit the crowd.

"Old Gods? Be careful...... This is no ordinary weirdness!! ”

Hearing that the other party claimed to be an ancient god, Ichiro Shimoto knotted the treasure bottle seal with both hands, and frantically drove the soul-binding formation to resist the long black hair that kept pouring out of the TV screen.

The ancient gods are gods who have disappeared from the long river of human history and lost the roots of faith.

This is obviously just a weirdness born in a national horror movie, how can it call itself an ancient god?

But at a casual glance, the strength that almost scattered the Buddha light of the Sangha is really stronger than the original ghost god Ping Jiangmen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mochizuki Ayano and Kengo Yamada also shot one after another, constantly driving Hitomi and Momoki Sword to eliminate the influx of long hair.

That thick, endless hair, even more outrageous than the shampoo advertised, spread all over the world.

The huge number of wraiths also followed.

Strange long hair and oozing resentful spirits rushed out of the TV like an army symbolizing war and death.

"It's not good, let's find a way to retreat first......"

Ichiro Tokimoto flew out a few runes, drove away the long hair that was overwhelming all around, and looked back with a wry smile.

“…… It seems that it is too late. ”

At this time, the endless long hair had already wrapped the big bell condensed by the Buddha's light, and only the sound of chanting could be heard inside.

And Mochizuki Ayano and Kengo Yamada, as the long hair that was turned into resentment spread, they were about to be driven away and drowned by the hair......

Suddenly, the overwhelming black hair, like a black tide that comes and goes quickly, quickly retreats towards the TV.

The "Sadako Yamamura" on the screen led the resentful spirits, like social animals who clocked in and out of work on time, jumping towards the dry well of the screen without attachment......

Immediately, the snowflakes flashed on the TV screen and dissipated into a horizontal line.

The TV turned off instantly, as if it had never been turned on, and stood quietly on top of the ancient well.

Only the people in the courtyard who had survived the catastrophe looked at each other.