"The kings are looking forward to the complete revival of the supernatural and out of control, probably for the sake of shuffling."

"They think of ghosts as gods."

"Our purpose is the opposite of theirs, we need stability, we need those sixty years of stable time to reshape the underworld, so that we can cross the level and become irregular, unlimited."

"We've been in conflict since the beginning."

"Sixteen kings, the painter is dead, the twins are with me, the coffin-bearer is dead, the killer is dead, the clown is dead, the landlord is dead."

"Sixteen to six."

"The painter's supernatural is attributed to the ghost painting, the clown is still in the ghost lake, the coffin bearer is buried in the ghost painting, the ghost on the killer is taken away by Ye Zhen, and the landlord seems to have been eaten."

"Ten kings have come this time, and there are still six kings from the old and new who have not come."

In a boundless sea, Yu Zhile walked on this undulating sea.

The sky was pitch black, and the entire sea was enveloped in a haze.

The sea is being replaced by erosion.

A faint candle flickered at the bottom of the sea.

A woman in white walked at Yu Zhile's feet, following in unison, like a shadow.

"How many can you kill this time?"

The sea is being replaced with a ghost lake.

He didn't have any reservations, and released all the ghost lakes he controlled.

This seemingly endless sea area is also shrouded in ghosts painted by ghosts.

The ghost of the ghost painting is hidden, and it is basically impossible to find it.

Although he is not in good shape now, and the ghost bride and ghost lake have not been completely controlled and made up, he has this self-confidence.

His current strength is definitely on par with the captain, and if he tries hard, he will even far surpass the captain.

"I think I can kill them all."

Between the flickering candlelight on the seabed, a figure slowly appeared in a mirror.

The figure raised his head and looked at Yu Zhile through the sea, his eyes were cold.

"I can't get out for the time being, otherwise I would never have agreed to this kind of thing."

Yu Zhile sneered, "Can you fool me?" ”

The figure in the mirror was silent, "But at least I won't be at this time." ”

"Ghost blood can make the ghost bride whole, and it can even lead out a ghost, eat that ghost, and the ghost bride may become the second ghost bride to be born on her own."

Yu Zhile lowered his eyes slightly, "You don't know the risk?" ”

"We never take risks, and that's why we're the way we are."

"You're in there, after all, you're missing, you're a ghost now, your behavior patterns, and your thinking patterns are still confused by the instincts of powerful ghosts."

"What's the difference between your current situation and the wishing ghost on the coffin?"

The figure fell silent again, speechless for a long time, "You're right. ”

The words fell, and the figure slowly disappeared.

"What do you want to say?" Yu Zhile looked deeper under the mirror.

A blood-red coffin slowly emerged, "I'm sorry. ”

"What's there to apologize for? Calculate yourself, suffer yourself, rather than let yourself live with despair and pain, it is better to let the other self live easily. Yu Zhile said indifferently.

"Thank you." A cold voice sounded from the coffin, and then the coffin slowly disappeared.

Yu Zhile laughed and didn't care.

He stopped, "As the strongest people abroad, can you weigh me as the strongest in this fast course?" ”

As if knowing that no one would reply, the young man asked himself, "It's still possible." ”

He lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Fang, you can start, Mr. Pianist will attack the other party's consciousness, Ms. Dream Maker will try to pull it into a dream, the projectionist has now peeped into Mr. Yu, and Mr. Ink Man has rubbed Mr. Yu into consciousness."

"Mr. Fang, you can boldly use the ghost scissors, Mr. Curse Manor Lord will help you solve it, and Mr. Captain Captain in the photo will help you suppress it, and ensure that you trigger the killing law of the ghost painting when you look directly at the photo."

A gentlemanly man looked at Fang Shiming with a smile.

His name is Charlie, and his code name is Gentleman.

Fang Shiming looked at the man with a smile, nodded, and then took out a golden box and opened it.

Inside was a pair of rusty scissors and an old photograph.

He picked up the scissors, and suddenly in his world, the surroundings became extremely strange, and something began to get closer.

Fang Shiming didn't care about this, and picked up the photo as well.

The photo shows a man wearing a trench coat and a hat covering most of his face.

The figure is tall and tall, but it looks very uncomfortable.

As Fang Shiming picked up the ghost scissors, the manor lord with a cane in his hand slowly stood up and looked in the direction behind Fang Shiming.

The middle-aged man standing in front of the rudder also set his eyes on the photo in Fang Shiming's hand at this moment.

Here we go, it's a confrontation with no turning back.

Fang Shiming knew that today it was either Yu Zhile who died or they died.

He took a deep breath, did not hesitate, waved the ghost scissors and began to cut the photo in his hand.

The youth in the photo has his head cut open and his body cut open.

It was at this moment.

Yu Zhile on the sea suddenly felt a piano song sounding in his consciousness.

The song was cold and ominous, making his consciousness a little blurred.

Sneer~!

In addition to the piano music, there seem to be some other sounds, as if a radio malfunctioned.

The sound was noisy, like an electromagnetic sound, but soon the sound disappeared and was replaced by two beeps.

With the rapid sound of the beeping sound, Yu Zhile was suddenly blocked by a sense of sleepiness.

He shook his head, "Have you started?" ”

Suddenly, he found that his consciousness, that is, his memory, was rapidly covered with a pitch-black ink, which looked like corpse oil, constantly covering and eroding his consciousness and memory.

Not only that, but the sea around him began to change, the sea became illusory, and he also became illusory, as if he was not standing on the surface of the sea at the moment, but was projected on the surface of the sea.

The sound of a chainsaw sounded in his ears, and when Yu Zhile came back to his senses slightly, he found that he was actually tied to a cross, and his hands and feet were nailed with steel nails.

Yu Zhile shook his head again, as if the attack in his brain made him feel the pressure, and he wanted to struggle.

But suddenly.

A dull sound sounded, Yu Zhile's pupils shrank suddenly, and the powerful ghost on his body began to fall silent strangely.

He looked at the sea area that was constantly receding and upside down with some blankness, "This is ......"

But before he could react, his gaze began to drift, and an extremely terrifying sting pain came from his head.

A large amount of blood blurred his vision.

He felt as if his head was being separated, wind passing through the middle of his neck and chest, and even sea water passing through his head.

The sea was swept up in a long trail.

When everything was calm, a strange ship slowly stopped on the sea.

And in the far reaches of the sea, there lies a man whose limbs are twisted, whose head and abdomen are separated, half of his body turned black, and whose figure is slightly illusory.

"It's not dead yet, it's worthy of being a monster born in this era, it's really terrifying."

A man dressed as a cowboy, jumped out of the boat, he spun a revolver.

As the man jumped off the boat, several people came down from the boat one after another, adding up to a total of ten people.

The captain did not get out of the boat, but from the bow he looked at the motionless man floating on the sea in the distance.

The information seems to be wrong, and only eleven kings have come.

No, it was twelve, because one more person jumped out of the boat, a missionary.

There were twelve kings in total, and twelve kings went out to kill a young man.

"Mr. Yu is really terrifying, being attacked like this, the ghost on his body has not yet fallen silent." The man in the gentleman's hat smiled and looked at the miserable youth in the distance.

Fang Shiming looked at Yu Zhile at this moment, his expression was full of coldness.

It's all because of this person that he appeared here, and if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have defected to the circle of friends at all.

Yu Zhile damn it!

The body of the young man in the distance began to disappear, and in front of the eyes of several people, the body of the young man disappeared.

But soon, in the same position as before, a hand stretched out from under the sea.

The hand was white and bloodless, and it was as if he had mistaken the surface of the sea for the ground.

Grasping the surface of the sea, he slowly pulled out a young man.

The young man shook his head and looked at the dozen people in the distance with a dead expression.

The owner of the manor, the gentleman, the missionary, the gravedigger, the butcher with the butcher's knife, the inkman with the ink all over his body, the projectionist with the illusory body, Simon the cowboy with the revolver, the soothsayer playing with tarot cards, the old woman dressed as rich, the dreamer in white with her hair scattered...... As well as the captain.

Excluding Fang Shiming, there are a total of 12 kings.

"The attack was horrible, I almost literally died."

Yu Zhile looked at a few people, thinking back to the previous attack, if it was someone else, even if Ye Zhen was here, it was estimated that it would not be very comfortable, just the wave of attacks just now, if Ye Zhen didn't fill his vigilance, he might be silent for a while.

The terrifying suppressive force of the ghost ship's impact almost silenced most of the ghosts on his body, including the ghost bride.

Even the ghost lake was silent for a while.

"The ghosts of the twins have been harnessed by you?" The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile with some surprise.

There is not the slightest supernatural in Yu Zhile now, just now, Yu Zhile seems to have died once, not by them, but by himself once.

He used death to avoid the attacks he endured.

It's very similar to the twins, and he also feels the spirit of the twins.

The gentleman's voice seems to be able to confuse people's consciousness, and listening to him will make you feel confused.

Yu Zhile looked up at the man standing on the ghost ship looking at him coldly.

Last time he escaped, otherwise he would have died.

"You are too arrogant, you know our plan and dare to come alone, I don't know where you got the confidence." The captain looked down at Yu Zhile and said coldly.

"Is Zhang Falcon dead?" Yu Zhile did not answer the captain's question, but looked at the missionary.

"If Mr. Yu was talking about the Interpol who snatched the nail from the coffin with us, he would have died." The missionary smiled and nodded.

Yu Zhile's eyes flashed slightly, feeling the bones that began to heal, and his heart became more and more firm in his decision.

At the same time, he became more and more vigilant, and he couldn't eat the coffin nail.

Otherwise, you might die here.

"Mr. Yu, you know a lot of things, and I'm very interested in your memory." The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile with a dangerous gaze.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Got it." ”

"The ghost painted by the ghost is the strongest, but it can still be knocked out of the gap by the ghost ship."

"So, be quick and reckless next, don't be cautious about temptation, I'm here to withstand the attacks of these people."

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile reached out and put away the rope that tied his hair, which He Yin'er gave him.

His hair was scattered over his shoulders, and Yu Zhile ripped off his clothes, revealing a pale but muscular body and tattoos on his back.

"I haven't killed many people, but I know a truth, although I have been far away from this truth, but this time this truth is once again recognized by me."

The kings looked at Yu Zhile, and their pupils shrank.

"The ghost can't be used...... the captain said suddenly.

The faces of the other kings changed slightly, "We are in the ghost painting?" ”

"That's right." The captain thought for a moment and nodded.

"Horrible guy." The gentleman looked at Yu Zhile with gloomy eyes.

"Let's fight, I'm sure you don't have a ghost who can reset time, that's good, it just so happens that I don't have either, otherwise it's really a massacre."

Yu Zhile smiled, his pupils turned blood-red, and he looked at the man with the shovel.

The man's face changed suddenly, and the ghost in his body fell silent instantly, he wanted to use the ghost to struggle, but the next moment, countless blood-red threads rose directly from the sea like spikes, penetrating the man's body.

The man's body quickly became shriveled, his flesh was devoured, and countless ghost hands reached out from the bottom of the water to climb up the man's body, pulling him into the water.

"No......" The man's pupils trembled violently, but his glow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The surface of the sea begins to change, and a ghost slave emerges from the bottom of the sea.

The manor lord frowned, "It's that weird lake." ”

Quite a few kings began to sink.

"Ahh No! ”

Suddenly, the man covered in ink shouted in horror, his eyes full of fear.

The ink man was strangely on the water, his mouth wide open, and a white arm stretched out of his mouth.

Cowboy Simon looked cold, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised the revolver and fired three shots at that hand, regardless of his sinking body.

Bang bang bang~!

A silent gunshot rang out, hitting the white arm directly.

Three bullets smeared into the bones of the arm, creating three black holes.

The arm froze slightly, as if it was suppressed, but Simon's expression became solemn.

Because he could feel that the hand was not suppressed.

Without saying a word, he pulled the trigger again, and three more gunshots rang out.

But this time, the arm was not shot, because the ink man once again stretched out a hand from his mouth, which directly caught three bullets.

Then a strange scene appeared, two hands opened the ink man's big mouth, and a faceless man with a cloak crawled out of the ink man's mouth and stood on the water.

The ink man fell on the water, and his huge mouth looked extremely permeable.

The ink man died, and his body slowly sank into the water.

Simon's face was cloudy, and the Faceling had eaten six of his bullets and had nothing to do.

The gravedigger died instantly, and the ink man died instantly, and in just a few seconds, two kings died.

Yu Zhile, who was in the distance, touched his arm, and six bullet holes appeared strangely on his arm.

The bones really begin to heal.

The eyes of the ghost bride and the ghost lake began to tremble, and they were awakened by the stimulus.

The lord of the manor looked indifferent, and his cane was gently stationed, and the king, who had been dragged into the water by the ghost slave, seemed to be pulled out of the water by someone.

The surface of the water was covered with a piece of black, and the foreign countries stood on this black, and their expressions were a little gloomy.

It was too fast, Yu Zhile's speed was too fast, and they didn't even have time to react.

The captain's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ghost ship was suddenly covered in a thick fog, along with the rest of the country.

Yu Zhile squinted slightly, looking at the surging fog, and felt uneasy in his heart.

There was only one figure standing in the fog, the Faceling who crawled out of the ink man's mouth, but suddenly the Faceling disappeared.

Without the slightest warning, the Facelings were cut off from him.

"It's still too weak, only two kings were cleaned up at once, but fortunately, the gravediggers died, and they had one less way to leave."

Yu Zhile let out a breath, he knew that the next confrontation would be fierce, and he might also die.

(End of chapter)