In the early hours of the morning, it was silent, and in front of the quiet school gate of the city's thirteenth middle school, a group of uninvited guests arrived.

"You are ......"

Seeing several pitch-black shadows suddenly appearing outside the window, the janitor in the guard room, who was still in a half-asleep state, immediately woke up, but he didn't even have time to make any movements, as if his soul had been taken away, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

"I'm sorry, old sir."

As the black shadow at the front spoke, he simply threw out a dagger, nailed through the surveillance camera installed outside the guardhouse, and then ripped off the black cloak draped over his body.

The woman in the gray coat stood in place, her short black hair swaying in the night sky, her face obscured by a black mask on her face, revealing only her narrow eyes, and her white forehead, which was half covered by her short hair.

"Ready for action." She said.

At the sound of an order, more than a dozen people behind him also ripped off their cloaks, it was a group of men in black who stood straight, all carrying small square machines on their backs, holding trumpet-shaped launchers in their hands, although it looked professional, but the square machine was not special equipment, even ordinary people could immediately call its name-

"Microwave Exorcism Squad, are you ready to close the Gate of Yellow Springs?" The woman whispered.

"It's not a microwave oven, it's a high-frequency microwave transmitter." One of the men, who carried a microwave on his back, corrected her mistake.

-- The special microwave transmitter equipped with the heretical biological killing unit is not as simple as an ordinary microwave oven, and when it is running, it can emit the microwave that is created in a directional way. Inflicts super damage on ghosts.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to check what's going on inside." The short-haired woman reached out to block the members of the "Microwave Exorcism Squad" behind her. Stand in front of the iron fence gate of the thirteenth middle school in the city and put on a pair of sunglasses. Squinted his eyes and observed the situation inside.

Two seconds later, she took off her sunglasses and ordered in a low voice, "Retreat." ”

As soon as these words came out, the members of the "Killing Force Against Heretic Creatures" behind them were stunned, and then someone immediately asked, "Why?" ”

"There's no way you're going to be able to handle the situation inside with your microwave alone." The woman's brows furrowed: "Even if it's me, there's no guarantee that I will kill that thing......"

"What is that?" The leader of the squad sent by the heretic killing force this time frowned and stared at the woman in front of him.

Although his mind was a little abnormal, it was still clear that this woman was the great exorcist sent by the Monster Administration, the upper echelon of the killing force, to supervise the battle, if even she couldn't handle it. Then it is even more unlikely that their own team will solve it.

Hearing this, the woman sighed and asked, "Do you still remember the story of "Dou E's Injustice"? ”

"Forget." The captain's answer was honest.

"Even if you're mentally ill, you have to study." The woman stared at a group of mentally ill patients behind her with caring and mentally handicapped eyes, and explained: "Dou E was framed and unjustly beheaded, and swore to the sky before she died, and after her death, she would splash blood on the ground without blood touching the ground, and her body would be covered by snow flying three feet in June, and there would be a drought in Chuzhou for three years." It all came true......"

"Does this have anything to do with the current situation?" Behind him, a member of the Kill Force raised his hand to ask.

"Relationships are ...... A person's grievances before death can have an impact on the real world, and if strong enough, they can even change the weather, creating an effect similar to the snowfall in June and the drought for three years. "Speaking of which. The woman's brows furrowed even tighter, and she looked at the roof of the No. 1 teaching building: "And the resentment here is not only so simple. ”

From the brief observation just now, she could already be sure. There was an extremely terrifying embodiment of resentment, wafting out of the gate of the Yellow Springs and occupying the top floor of the teaching building.

That level of resentment. Obviously, it cannot be made up of the grievances of one person, at least the aggregate of tens of thousands of grievances. It could also be the embodiment of resentment after the death of a god or demon or something.

But whatever it is, it's not something that my current self can handle:

The power of resentment. The effect that can be created is not as simple as "changing the weather", and even distorts the space on the top floor of the teaching building, creating an independent "cage of resentment".

Even if it is a great exorcist-level existence, it is impossible to break through this level of invisible cage, as long as the person who is locked in it is basically certain to die! Unless-

"The Yankees are stupid, if only their weather control machine hadn't been taken away......," the woman sighed.

Only a weather controller-level transmitter can inflict damage on this level of resentment, and it is impossible to destroy the external barrier of resentment with the "microwave oven" carried by this group of psychopaths behind him.

――As if hearing what she was thinking, a strange blue light suddenly lit up in the dark sky above her head.

……

"The weather controller has been activated, are you sure you want to launch? Yes/No. ”

Looking at the options in front of her, the girl in white, who was sitting on the windowsill with her legs dangling, immediately chose the "yes" option.

If you are still using a mechanical body, it is likely to malfunction due to the signal interference of the weather controller, but at present, you are using a "flesh and blood body" made of artificial muscles and bones, and the important mechanical parts are also specially equipped with a protective layer on the outside.

Because of this, Frankenstein was able to "fire" at the roof of the teaching building with confidence.

The "shelling" of the launcher all the way to the ionosphere and then straight down from above the atmosphere soon had an effect.

"Uh......"

The scene captured by the ultra-high-definition camera in front of him suddenly shook and covered it with a layer of snowflakes like a TV channel with a bad signal, and Frankenstein reached out and pressed his thin chest, and a little painful expression appeared on his small face, which was usually expressionless.

Even with the preparations, the signals created by the weather controller still caused a certain degree of damage to her consciousness circuit.

The girl in white tilted her body, fell on the floor on the second floor, and finally got up with her hands on the ground, and then immediately began to try to contact Zhang Luo:

"How?" She asked.

"Thanks to you, I'm finally back in the real world." Zhang Luo's skull portrait, which had originally turned gray, suddenly lit up.

"Need my help?" Frankenstein continued.

"No need. I can do it myself. Zhang Luo sent a message.

……

At the same time as sending a message to Frankenstein, this young man with a solemn face finally changed to his usual relaxed appearance again.

The white space in front of me disappeared, replaced by the roof of the teaching building shrouded in night, and the position I was in at this time was next to the cylindrical water tank on the roof.

At the same time as the strange space disappeared, the terrifying oppression created by the other party also dissipated, and the soul of the dead who didn't know what it was finally revealed in the observation mode of the executioner's eye.

It was a gray figure, floating less than ten meters away from him, and although he had no facial features, he could still tell from his body size that the other party was a woman. After being bombarded by the weather control machine, the lower half of the figure's body had begun to become transparent, and it was obviously not lightly injured.

"I don't like to kill women, now go back to Huangquan, I can spare your life." Zhang Luo said as he opened the storage space, which had finally returned to normal, took out his usual dark suitcase and held it in his hand, ready for battle.

Although I don't know what the other party is, in the current situation, the tide of the battle has completely reversed. Zhang Luo knew that this level of revenant soul could not be his opponent at all!

However, the other party obviously will not give in so easily.

"I-no-will-go!"

The ghost's grace just now was gone, and the terrible howl soared into the sky, shocking Zhang Luo for a while. It wasn't the voice of one person, but a crazy wave of sound created by the condensation of countless voices.

At the same time as the sound sounded, the entire city suddenly lost power, and the colorful neon lights went out in an instant, and it was replaced by complete darkness.

"I'm not going back!"

"Everybody's damned!"

"Kill you all!"

The jumbled voices condensed into an indefatigable shout that tore through the dark sky and created a white circle of light in the middle of the clouds.

Seeing that the other party was about to open the gate of Huangquan again above the city, the Pandora in Zhang Luo's hand suddenly transformed into a cylindrical silver "horn" and launched an attack on the gray ghost in front of him.

"Since you don't go back, let's die." He said. (To be continued.) )