at the same time.

Located at an FBI base.

The members of the anomaly investigation team holding tickets in their hands had prepared various equipment and each chose a seat to sit with serious expressions. There were eight of them in total.

These eight team members were carefully selected and waited until the Hundred Demons Night Walk event started.

Those who hold tickets will enter this event.

Compared with other organizations, the mentality of players entering to mix rewards.

The members of these investigation teams have completely different things on their shoulders.

You know, the current Hyakki Night Parade is completely different from what was originally imagined.

It was filled with so many changes that...the strength of those ghosts has skyrocketed and reached an astonishing stage. They will slaughter the surrounding area endlessly.

Recall the contents of that scroll.

The eyes of several people became more determined.

Their current mission is not to successfully survive until the end of the event, nor to investigate any clues, but...

prevent this disaster.

The hundreds of ghosts who have swallowed the evil spirit pill and cannibalized each other in the scroll can be described as a disaster for the surrounding residents in every aspect.

If you don't stop it.

Then the things in the picture scroll are likely to become reality.

The entire town could not escape this horrific massacre.

And as one of the people trying to stop this massacre.

The probability of death for these group members is also frighteningly high. When they hold the tickets, they already have the expectation of death in their hearts, but at this time, if they back down, others will die.

It seemed that he felt the depressing atmosphere in the room.

As the deputy leader of the group.

Guan Bang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "Although there are many organizations currently united, most of them play a cooperative role. It is definitely impossible to expect these guys to come out and bleed and sweat, but the key is

When the time comes, it’s our group of people who will take the lead.”

"Tsk, tsk, you should have seen the situation in the temple. There are so many ghosts and they are so strong. Even if there is help from foreign objects, most of them..."

He didn't go on, but everyone knew what was going to happen next.

to be honest.

Just based on your own strength.

With just a few players, they might become the food of those ghosts within a few minutes.

But... there is also a certain amount of accumulation in the Federation. Through some extremely costly method, they can temporarily improve their strength. There should be no problem in limiting the activities of the Hundred Ghosts for a while, but this is just a part of the plan.

.

The real purpose of stopping these evil monsters lies in another item.

Thinking.

Guan Bang set his sights on a wooden carving placed next to the table.

The wood is very broken.

It smells like decay, looks very old, and has a withered shape that looks like a very spiritual basalt.

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It just lay on the table, with a dull gray aura flowing out, vaguely filled with divinity.

"It will take at least half an hour to use this thing..."

"In other words..."

"You have to hold on for half an hour..."

The words fell to the ground, and smoke was exhaled.

Guan Gang's eyes gradually became firmer: "We are the only ones who can stand in front of the strange invasion. If we can stand it, we have to stand up, and if we can't, we have to stand up. Other players in the organization can at most block a few ghosts who run out.

, once it fails, the number of casualties will be at least tens of thousands, and the consequences will be endless."

"There is no evil in this world. No one will come to catch ghosts. We are the only ones who can prevent this disaster."

...

...

"Ah Qiu~"

In a rental house.

A certain sinister named Li was sitting in front of the computer with a dejected look on his face, looking at the empty documents and information inside, feeling regretful in his heart.

Damn it!

I deleted it after the work was done yesterday, but now I can’t even find it!

But then again.

Why did I sneeze so much today...

I feel like I have been slandered by many people.

Rubbed his nose.

After many attempts to restore the data failed, Li Ling went to the toilet to wash his face and stretched out.

Tomorrow is Ghost Festival...

In the past few days.

He did not enter any dungeon again, but continued to improve his strength in the room, taking out medicinal materials and so on.

After several days of rushing, another node was opened. Now, the Yin Qi accumulated in Li Ling's body has become extremely strong.

It was already afternoon.

The sky is a scene of burning clouds. Under the setting sun, the entire cloud has turned blood color, as if there is some omen.

There are still many pedestrians on the street, and they are not panicked by the so-called upcoming "Ghost Festival". There are even a few people who have put on cos costumes and pretend to be ghosts and walk on the street, looking like they are going to participate.

A certain event.

The students were still talking and laughing, talking about all kinds of weird rumors, and then continued to laugh at it.

There are also some older people who are squatting outside their homes at this time, holding a bunch of yellow paper in their hands and putting it in an iron stove. While burning it, they mutter something, asking their deceased relatives to bless them with good weather in the future.

It's getting dark.

The crimson sky seemed to have been washed by blood and was eventually swallowed up by darkness.

The earth was pitch black, and the street lamps standing on both sides of the road emitted a faint light, reflecting the thin silhouettes of people passing by from time to time.

Li Ling stood in front of the mirror.

Wearing a thin mourning dress with bad writing on it.

There was a faint blue flame burning in the child's hole, holding a chain in his hand, a stick of soul-inducing incense in his pocket, and a petite tomb ghost following behind him.

He looked up at the time.

Accompanied by a bell.

A piece of news emerged.

[The Ghost Festival has arrived, the gates of the underworld are open, the mist is surging, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night.]

[Ticket holders can enter the event venue by silently reciting the above words.]

[Note: The selected area has been closed and there are ordinary people inside. 】

[Note 2: The event lasts for three hours. If the Hundred Ghosts are not satisfied at the end of the event, venue restrictions will be lifted. 】

[Note 3: Players holding this ticket are asked to enter as soon as possible within ten minutes, otherwise they will be deemed to have given up.]

Looking at the bloody words floating on it.

Li Ling took a deep breath and slowly took out two tickets.

Just in case...

After passing the previous copy, he collected other fragments in the supernatural market, and finally succeeded in gathering seven more fragments.

Light the soul-inducing incense.

Walk in the direction of the mist.

Among the withered flowers of the other side.

Two figures stood.

One is Meng Yu, whose face is pale and bloodless.

another one.

Wearing a black suit and a tall hat with the four words "The World is Peaceful" written on it.

He is not very tall, but he looks intimidating from a distance.

Li Ling stretched out his hand: "Li Ling, you are a shady person."

The man also stretched out his hand and his voice sounded a little hoarse: "Fan Wujiu."
Chapter completed!