"The disaster … has stopped?"
"Is this the salvation that God has given us?"
"You idiot … how can there be a God in this world? If there is, it would be a demon that likes to play with human lives! Some unimaginable change must have happened to the spirits … we have to find out! "
Fang Xian stopped moving. To all the observers, it was like they had seen a miracle, and their mouths were wide open in shock.
"Hmm?"
In an instant, Fang Xian felt a lot of eyes on him.
There were even a few powers that he was very familiar with spying on him.
It was a strange power!
"So it's this world …" Fang Xian's lips curled into a smile, and he suddenly thought of many people. "Mortals are like this, they can't withstand the long passage of time … most of the people I know have died of old age, right? I don't know how many survived … "
Those who survived had probably gone through some terrifying and strange upgrade and transformation. Their minds and bodies had undergone drastic changes, and were very different from before.
Thinking of this, Fang Xian actually felt a little melancholy.
At this moment, he saw an exorcist approaching.
The other party moved slowly and carefully, like a little white rabbit preparing to provoke a tiger, or a child lighting up firecrackers and running.
In some ways, he should be more dangerous than the tiger and firecrackers, right?
"After all … my existence … is the strangest thing! Oh, there's one more … "
Fang Xian turned his head, and looked in a certain direction.
He could feel that the madness there had condensed into a physical form.
"If it's in this world? Then it would probably appear with a scary and strange appearance? Tsk tsk … that's the terror that surpasses Form 5, right? "
"It turned its head, I just got close, and it turned its head …"
Yellow Leaf roared in his heart, and a voice echoed back and forth, "What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?"
To be honest … he did not want to be a guinea pig.
But he had no choice, the organization was watching from behind, he had no choice but to go.
At this moment, the commander's voice came from the earpiece, "Pause first, and see the other party's reaction!"
Yellow Leaf instantly became like a statue, and maintained his posture of approaching, motionless, and looked a little ridiculous.
However, none of the people present could laugh.
'Fortunately … the other party still follows the rules … Or should I say, I didn't trigger the killing condition?' Yellow Leaf secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
In the back, the think tank was arguing. "Why? Why would the target undergo such a change? "
"I don't think that the approach of an ordinary exorcist would cause such a change … Perhaps it has something to do with the three Kings of Mysteries' probing? They seem to have failed, but in fact, they still have a certain effect? "
"But now, the target has changed direction. Although it's only the head … there's indeed a possibility of luring him away … causing him to deviate from the city center …"
"The direction the target is facing is fine for now … but if we move forward another 200 kilometers, we'll reach the city center of another district!"
"Change its direction. Make it face the no man's land …"
"We still don't know its rules. Don't overreach yourself …"
The think tank looked at the man in the robe with blood on his chest on the screen and fell into a fierce debate.
"Look!"
During the discussion, a member of the think tank suddenly pointed at the screen of the live broadcast.
On the screen, the ghostly spirit's neck slowly turned, as though it was scanning its surroundings. Finally, it looked at … the screen!
It seemed to be looking at everyone connected through the screen.
The corner of the ghostly spirit's mouth curled up slightly, as though it was smiling.
To the think tank, this was scarier than any horror movie. It sent chills down their spines.
"Damn it, haven't we already done a complete decontamination of the image?"
A member of the think tank pulled out the power and saw that the screen had turned black. He could not help but curse.
"This ghostly spirit is very different … maybe, it's already surpassed Form 4?"
Another person suggested.
The next moment, the screen lit up again, and the ghostly spirit's figure appeared again.
The think tank member looked at the plug in his hand. His expression instantly became dull, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear.
"It's … here?"
"This is a curse! A curse that surpasses Form 4 … if you see it, it can curse you … "
"This level of terror … despair … great despair!"
An old man slammed the table. "Quick … get the exorcist to protect us. We've already been cursed."
Pa!
However, at this moment, the windows on all four sides suddenly closed, as though a layer of iron had been added. The door slammed shut, making a loud noise.
The entire conference room suddenly became a sealed cage.
"Hehe … have you forgotten the agreement we signed when we joined?"
Another think tank held his head in his hands, his face full of despair. "When faced with some unstoppable 'curse', in order to isolate the contamination, the headquarters has the right to abandon us and seal this area forever …"
"Damn it."
The old man felt as though all the bones in his body had been pulled out, and he slumped weakly on the chair.
Although they knew this, they had never tried it before.
Most of the time, they would just hold their coffee and instruct the exorcists at the frontline to kill low-level mysterious creatures and spirits. This gave them an illusion.
They were safe, and they were high above, controlling everything.
However, this sense of security and superiority had been thrown to the ground, shattered, and even stepped on!
In the face of true terror, distance and protection were not worth mentioning at all!
"I … help …"
A member looked at his right hand, his expression full of panic.
On his palm, pieces of foul-smelling livor mortis spots appeared. His fingers turned pitch-black and suddenly turned into dust, drifting with the wind.
The speed at which it spread was like there was a monster rapidly devouring his fingers. Next, it would spread to his palm, arm, and then his whole body!
"It's a curse!"
"Memetic transmission!"
The think tanks around him fled as though they were dealing with a virulent infectious disease.
However, in their hearts, they could not help but feel a sense of despair.
They all knew that the spread of a curse could not be stopped by distance or anything else.
All of this was just a subconscious reaction.
"Hehe …"
"I've sworn that even if I have to go against the teachings and end my life, I will not die in the hands of those things …"
A middle-aged man laughed bitterly, his expression deranged. He suddenly pulled out a revolver and stuffed the muzzle into his mouth.
Bang!
…
"No … I just casually glanced at you guys …"
Fang Xian complained in his heart, "Oh, I forgot that my gaze is tainted … I have to restrain myself. Otherwise, I'll die wherever I look, and it won't be good for my reputation …"
Previously, he had been dominated by madness and instinctively wanted to harvest a large amount of spirituality.
Now, he no longer had that impulse and was prepared to leave this place.
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