The stinging sound of the headset that seemed to be disturbed was restored to normal as the ghost was surrounded by a salt circle, and then a question came from it.

"How is the situation? Is it solved?" Qiao's voice appeared from it.

"Of course, the trouble has been resolved," Dean replied. "I'm a little hungry when I'm ready for a burger or pie."

It can be heard that a difficult ghost was solved, and he could not help but feel a little proud in his voice.

The big man Sam, who was standing by, was scanning the surroundings to check for any omissions in the end, but in fact they did well before and there were no loopholes around them.

"After going out, we will get a cement truck and block the entrance directly, so that this bitch will never think about going out." Dean said, glanced at the ghost trapped in the salt circle, and then started chatting with Joe in the headset with a smile.

Sam nodded and agreed: "If you remember correctly, there is a construction site not far from the apartment."

The best way is to burn the remains of the ghost, but the remains of the serial murderer are now wrapped in several tons of cement, and ordinary people have no way to dig his cemetery, so they can only use this method.

However, no matter what, this problem has been basically solved. The two brothers were quite satisfied with the trip - they found that the real murderer was very fast, and it didn't take long for their mission to do so.

But just as they relaxed their vigilance, a subtle chirping sound suddenly came into their ears. Dean was chatting with Joe at the moment, so he didn't notice this.

But Sam could not ignore it. He looked around and his face changed.

In the dim dungeon, several gray mice were crawling around sneakily at this moment, and actually made a gap in the seamless salt circle!

"Not good!" he shouted, and suddenly raised the shotgun in his hand, aiming at the "silhouette" in the salt circle and wanted to shoot.

However, at this moment, a huge force suddenly drove the air to hit him!

The force appeared out of thin air, as if someone was hit by his thoughts. With a muffled groan, Sam was knocked backwards involuntarily!

Dean's smile suddenly subsided, and then he quickly raised his gun to do the same thing.

Unfortunately, under the roar of the ghost, he then walked into Sam's footsteps.

At present, the salt circle is just a trap that the two brothers rely on when the ghost is absent and use small means to set up all sides. They have not fought head-on with this ghost before.

So the situation that had already won was suddenly shattered because of a few rats, and the situation began to become very dangerous.

In the dungeon, the sound of dinging and banging sounds accompanied by painful hums and roars. Once the ghost born in the 19th century was out of trouble, he could not hide his anger, so that the two brothers had a very difficult time resisting it.

Charles squatted quietly on top to observe, but no one paid attention.

"Ghosts do not have magical abilities, their speed is similar to that of normal people, and their strength is surprisingly great."

"As expected, ghosts usually have this, it is strange if they don't."

"Huh? It's really invisible?"

"Why didn't it before?"

Shire was puzzled by this. However, as he observed, he gradually understood and then was quite speechless.

"The idea of ​​treating ghosts as normal people is wrong, it looks more like wild beasts... not even as good as wild beasts, only desire and instinct, and no IQ at all."

"So it's actually a mentally retarded..."

Understanding the general strength of this ghost, Charles turned to the other two important figures.

"Strange, why are these two people so resistant to beatings?"

At this time, the two brothers in the dungeon below were obviously at a disadvantage, and were constantly impacted by the ghost's mind's power, and occasionally they were strangled by the ghost's neck or threw it hard.

The sound of the two people colliding on the four walls was dull and loud, making people feel scared.

Just looking at the impact, Charles felt that if he had been a normal person, he would have vomited three liters of blood after one or two times. But now these two guys have been criticized several times, and they can get up and fight again like nothing else!

Of course, it’s an exaggeration to say that this is nothing, but the strength of the fracture is obviously too strong, and the two of them are just a dusty face and a bruised nose, which does not affect their actions at all.

"This is not normal..."

He frowned.

If you remember correctly, when you were about to smash the wall, Sam accidentally got hit by a hammer and grinned in pain. Why is his defense so strong now?

Not only are they strong, but the two brothers can even fight back from time to time under the crazy attack of the ghosts and use weapons to disperse the ghosts!

"The protagonist's common undead little strong character? Or are there other secrets?"

Shire naturally thought of the two people being locked in their fate.

His ability to grasp fate can make him know many secret things without realizing it. For example, Qiao, who lost his father since childhood, had a special Oedipus complex and prefers mature and steady men.

But in the two brothers, he couldn't even catch the hair, and all he could get was a reminder of failure again and again.

And now, two brothers who are obviously ordinary people have become so resistant to the beating again for no reason?

It would be fine if there was a spell effect in it, but Shire could not notice anything special at this moment...

"You must not be careless before you figure out the specific situation of this world."

He was secretly cautious.

This place is obviously different from the bright environment of Song of Ice and Fire. There are various special elements that are incomprehensible, which also makes him a little confused about the dangers of this world.

Just as he was thinking secretly, the situation below seemed to be in a stalemate.

No matter how the ghost argued, these two men were as good as copper and iron bones, but they looked increasingly embarrassed.

As for the two brothers, they came in by climbing the sewer when they came, and it would not be so easy to leave now.

In other words, it is simply a delusion to escape with the continuous attack of ghosts.

Their weapons are pure iron, and pure iron can cause damage to ghosts, but in the same way, ghosts cannot be killed, but they only seem to be weaker and weaker.

"This mentally retarded ghost doesn't even run away. What's the fight with Immortal Xiaoqiang?"

Muttering, Charles had almost observed it consciously, so he reached forward and activated the spell called the hand of the medium.

This spell allows him to do some movements that his hands can make from the air, and the effect looks amazing.

But there are actually many restrictions.

For example, the "strength" of the hand formed by spells is not very strong. It may only be possible to do some trivial work, which is not enough to beat people.

Secondly, when using this spell, you must have hand movements.

For example, now, if Charles wants to fiddle with the messy salt ring below, he can only let his hands follow him.

It seems to be arranging by yourself.

This is just a spell that can make him control it from a distance, rather than a third hand. Sometimes the effect is magical, but in fact it is just that.

Of course, it is not necessary to activate secret texts or spells, which makes it useful in daily life.

"In a sense of mind power..."

He focused on edible salt, and the "three people" fighting below did not notice the situation under his feet, so before he knew it, the salt circle gradually gathered.

Finally, the dirty Victorian gentleman stopped abruptly, and the anger on his face was suddenly replaced by wailing. He circled in circles and scanned the trap around him to restore the former, and his entire ghost seemed so at a loss.

Sam, who was unable to help but close his eyes and wait for a punch in his head, was pulled by his brother, and immediately reacted, so he suddenly retreated and retreated from the salt ring, then glanced at his feet.

"What's going on?"

They were puzzled, but the two who were beaten into pig's heads obviously had no intention of paying attention to this at this moment. Seeing that the enemy was bound, they hurriedly crawled out along the passage when they came.

Only a ghost who was still panicking was left in the spot.

...

The sound of clothes rubbing against the pipes gradually faded away with faint screams and painful hums.

With a slight trivial sound, Charles used a rope to slide down the space above his head, and his footsteps fell into the dungeon.

In the dark environment, his talent naturally cannot be used, but obviously even if he is mentally retarded, the ghost who has been burned twice can still recognize him.

So when the enemy met, they were extremely jealous. The ghost, who was originally surrounded by a trap, immediately walked towards Charles with a ferocious look on his face.

Unfortunately, its approaching had to stop after reaching the edge of the salt ring, and watched Charles walk up to it without any attack.

"Although eating salt can target spiritual bodies is nonsense, it has to be said that the effect is pretty good."

After realizing the ghost's powerlessness, Charles couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then his eyes suddenly turned blue.

Weird eyes stared at the ghost tightly, testing the specific power of his attack. However, after a long time, the other party had no other reaction except for a little white particles on his body.

"I'm not afraid of freezing, or the spiritual body gap is too large? Or is it because of resentment?"

His eyes returned to normal, and after thinking for a while, Charle couldn't find the reason, so he simply ignored this issue.

A black ring appeared quietly on the finger of his left hand. Facing the ghost in front of him who was grinning at him, Charles raised his hand and clenched his fist, and gently touched the other person's forehead with the ring.

The black mist instantly evaporated from the other party's forehead that seemed to be physical!

Under the restriction of the salt ring, the ghost could not use any ability, but its survival instinct made it frightened to retreat. However, when he saw that the situation was not good, Charles suddenly turned his fist into a palm and grabbed the other party's forehead. The golden silk thread composed of countless tiny secret texts suddenly emerged from the entire ghost's body!

So the bound ghost could not move his steps and screamed in panic, but this could not stop the black mist that kept emitting outward from his forehead!

In fact, as the ring contacts longer and longer, the fog is not limited to the forehead, the ghost's cheeks, neck, and even the entire body slowly evaporates a lot of black fog.

The black fog was originally just a gas form, but gradually, more and more fog attracted by the ring, and eventually completely condensed into a substantial viscous liquid, wrapping the entire ghost into a black "clay man"!

The liquid surged on the clay man's body, and the disgusting feeling appeared in Charles' palm. He frowned, but did not care about this small problem.

The ring in his hand was swallowing very quickly, and the viscous liquid kept surging upward and quickly drilling into it, and the black mud on the body of the clay ghost became increasingly scarce.

Finally, the mud suddenly burst out, and a golden light flashed, and a card depicting a black-bearded middle-aged gentleman appeared in Charles' hands.

Looking down, the real eye prompted to float by.

[The psychic card sealing the ghost of Dr. Harry Hems, the first serial killer in the United States]

[A life-absorbing magic is sealed in the card at the same time. After releasing the ghost, you can release the spell in an instant]

[Please note that Dr. Harry Hems's ghost is full of anger at being sealed, and it has no reason to speak of]
Chapter completed!