It was two in the afternoon.
The factory district had long since fallen into a deathly silence.
After years of propaganda, the terror and horror of ghosts had long been deeply ingrained in people's hearts. No ordinary person who wasn't afraid of death dared to enter this area.
Tap tap!
Tap tap!
Amidst the silence, only the sound of footsteps slowly rang out, approaching from afar.
It was a person, or rather, a corpse. His face was expressionless, and his wounds were hideous. Each of his steps was very even, as though he had measured them with a ruler.
He walked unhurriedly in a certain direction.
…
"It's heading towards … the city center!"
In the distance, three exorcists gathered on a hill.
The one who spoke was Hawkeye, a middle-aged man with an aquiline nose. His eyes seemed to be dyed with ink, and his pupils seemed to have shrunk to the size of a needle tip.
Thanks to his eyesight, he could see through some special fog, invisible ghosts, and even … dimensional spaces!
But at this moment, as he observed the advancing 'person', a chill rose in Hawkeye's heart.
His cheeks drooped, and he let out a hoarse laugh. "Just observing it makes me tremble with excitement. As expected of a calamity …"
Exorcists who walked the strange path were mentally abnormal, or rather, they had already lost the various emotions of a living person.
Being excited was actually a good thing.
A young man next to him stretched out his right hand and rubbed his chin. "A ghost of this level … no matter how you observe it, there's no reaction? And … it doesn't seem to have generated anything like a dimensional space … "
His hands were as white and exquisite as jade. It was unknown why he had the codename 'Blackhand'.
"I can confirm that it didn't open a dimensional space …"
The only woman next to him spoke up.
She was dressed in gardener's attire like an ordinary gardener who had just rushed over from the botanical garden. There was still fresh yellow mud on her trousers.
"Gardener, you specialize in space. You've already confirmed that it didn't open a special dimension … I really … don't know what to say …"
Blackhand chuckled. "Perhaps this time, we can relax a little?"
"If that's what you think, I'll leave immediately!"
Hawkeye's body trembled slightly, but his voice was very calm. "Don't you know how terrifying ghosts are? Not to mention, it's a calamity! "
"Haha … I'm just livening up the atmosphere." Blackhand laughed dryly and looked at the woman. "Gardener … I'm counting on you."
How to deal with strange cases mainly depended on the exorcist's adaptability.
The think tank of the headquarters could at most give suggestions and plans. Whether they were adopted or not depended on the choices of the frontline personnel.
"I think … the gardener should try to pull it into the garden first. Once it's in our territory, we'll use the substitute to test its killing pattern. If it's feasible, I'll suppress it from afar. What do you think?"
Blackhand suggested.
"Let's test the waters first."
Hawkeye nodded.
Although he felt a little uneasy, he couldn't let the other party advance any further.
With the other party's speed, no matter how slow they were, they would be able to reach the city in a few hours. It was obviously unrealistic to evacuate in such a short amount of time.
"Gardener, I'm counting on you."
Black Hand nodded and looked at the plainly dressed woman.
The gardener's expression did not change. He picked up a shovel, dug up the soil at the side, and planted a black seed.
Pa!
The moment the seed was planted, it pierced through the soil and turned into a black iron vine. It was like the tentacles of a monster, constantly extending and growing a mouth full of jagged teeth.
It circled around, opened its mouth, and spat out a bunch of bright red and beautiful flowers.
As the flower bloomed, a layer of 'space' suddenly descended, wrapping the surrounding area.
The gardener stretched out her white and tender right arm. Her right arm suddenly split open, and countless bloody wounds appeared, fusing with the plant.
On the hill, the three people who were originally there disappeared in an instant.
In the factory.
'Fang Xian' was still expressionless as he walked forward step by step.
Pu!
The next moment, a large number of black iron plants grew around him, blooming with beautiful flowers.
The air around him fluctuated faintly. These plants seemed to form a huge mouth, wanting to swallow him into another space.
He continued to walk with an expressionless face.
Pa!
The next moment, the tentacle-like vines were directly flattened by him. His eyes were dead, and he didn't even look at them as he continued to walk in the predetermined direction.
"We failed …"
Inside the special space, the three people who were surrounded by a strange flower garden all felt that it was a pity, but they weren't surprised or desperate.
After all, they were dealing with a calamity!
"My space … was forced out by him." The gardener shook her head. She manipulated the vines and flowers, wanting to pull the other party.
But before they could touch him, they all decayed and fell to the ground.
"This strange spirit is a bit fierce!" The white dots in Hawkeye's eyes flashed. "Maybe because he doesn't have any other abilities, he concentrated all his power on his own destructive power?"
"Then we have to be careful. If he becomes fierce, we might die!" Black Hand sneered and then immediately slapped his forehead. "Oh … I forgot that we are already dead …"
After advancing to the strange path, they had a very different concept from humans.
Even if their heads were cut off, they might not necessarily die.
To some extent, they could also be seen as long dead, and now they were just a bunch of new 'strange' with memories.
"If you want to test it, at least in my flower garden, there is at least a layer of protection."
The gardener suddenly said.
"Well … then I'll go."
Black Hand looked at his palm. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared on his originally white palm, like a black hole.
This was the origin of his nickname.
He used to rely on this black hole-like palm to swallow a lot of strange things!
This was an ability that surpassed the strange path. An accident happened during his advancement, and he had to accept the characteristics of a different path. Now he was absolutely lucky that he did not go crazy or become a monster.
Strange things and even strange spirits that were swallowed by the black hole in his palm would completely disappear from the world, not even leaving any characteristics.
At this time, Black Hand stretched out his palm.
His right hand instantly became nothingness, as if it had disappeared.
In the real world, behind Fang Xian, there suddenly appeared a palm with a black hole in the palm, carefully approaching.
"This feeling …"
Black Hand licked his lips, his forehead full of cold sweat.
At his level, he had a unique sense of danger for the strange. At this time, he felt that … there was unparalleled danger in front of him. He was like an ordinary person standing in the center of a group of crocodiles.
"Hawkeye, get ready to help me."
Black Hand bit his lip, he had already made up his mind.
His palm abruptly landed on that 'person''s' shoulder …
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