Chapter 912

The sky meets the setting sun.

Beside the wasteland, at the well's edge, the two cast long shadows in the reddish-brown.

Looking at the silent Lin An, Yuan Feng, for some reason, felt a sense of pride well up in his heart; this feeling of pride also helped dilute the pressure Lin An had given him.

Even if as strong as the world's number one, being able to kill me in an instant—so what?

Isn't it because you're astonished by my methods?

Just a pity there's no third person present; even more of a pity that my methods were discovered by him...

"Lord Lin An, these... are you satisfied?"

His tone light, Yuan Feng broke the silence first, asking casually.

In his view, even if Lin An's little experiment had high demands, after seeing this scene, he would certainly be 'satisfied'.

Although he hasn't tested it, 15 spectral entities possessing strange objects should be enough to tear any third-rank into pieces.

Lin An has remained silent; perhaps he's just putting on a calm front, worried the vengeful spirits might lose control?

Thinking of this, a smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Lin An, you can rest easy; since we've signed a contract, I would absolutely not bring you here unless I had full confidence in controlling these things."

"These things only trigger when they 'smell' the scent of burned shoes, combined with the aura of being dragged into a ghost dream."

His tone was rather lamenting.

Although his direct strength can't match Lin An's, if he gives himself enough time to set up, it's uncertain who will win.

Being able to conceive of artificially creating spectral entities, not hesitating to kill people and refine ghosts, he asks himself if he's decisive enough.

His temperament, methods, and himself—none will be weak!

On the other side, Lin An silently listened to Yuan Feng's explanation, lowered his head to examine closely for a few seconds, then spoke calmly.

Still possible.

Can we produce more by killing and burning again?

The area's entrance is in the city; do you have confidence in transforming the entire city?

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Upon hearing the first half, Yuan Feng felt a flash of displeasure; but after hearing the second half, his heart jolted as if he'd seen a ghost.

What does that mean...

Fifteen vengeful spirits still aren't enough!?

Transform the entire city? Does that mean they want to slaughter the city!

He originally thought himself quite ruthless and unrestrained in his actions.

But he never imagined that this guy before him could actually say such things.

This is simply too insane...

Looking at Lin An's expressionless profile, he couldn't tell at this moment whether Lin An or the ghost was more terrifying.

He swallowed dryly, hearing the eagerness to try in Lin An's tone.

It seemed as if, as soon as he said he had confidence, that pervert would without hesitation take him back to slaughter the city...

No... can't be...

Faced with Lin An's emotionless gaze, Yuan Feng momentarily stumbled over his words.

Even a bit more... once triggered, even if we're not the target, we'll still be hunted.

What on earth do you want to do!?

Fifteen for testing—isn't that enough!?

Cannot comprehend.

Their gazes met, and a flicker of regret passed through Lin An's eyes.

From Yuan Feng's meaning, transforming the entire city's humans is practically suicide, but creating a few more shouldn't be a big problem.

Even a lion needs full effort to catch a rabbit, let alone when we're the weaker side.

In his view, it would be best to produce tens of thousands of spectral entities in one go, so that when pursuers first step into this area, they'd be swallowed by the mass of entities.

He just needs to add the final blow himself and collect the reward.

Since they want to use a Special Event to kill enemies, naturally they'd go as big as possible!

Then let's do that.

He nodded, a white light flashed, Lin An dumped all the corpses from the well into his ring, then turned and left.

Time is running short.

In the final preparation time, he had to give the other side a big surprise....

Yinzi Lane community, inside the building.

Watching Lin An constantly 'busy' in the room, Yuan Feng stood there, somewhat numb.

The entrance to this area is the anti-theft door at the entrance.

Now, the small living-room ceiling is already covered with pallid corpses; strands of black hair draped over their faces drip water, soaking the living-room tiles.

The faint smell of blood gathers together; with each breath it feels as if facing the corpses' faces.

The already chilly room instantly felt like an ice cavern, making one feel a cold chill from inside out.

The corpses hung in midair, swaying like wind chimes, bumping back and forth.

Those pairs of red embroidered shoes on the feet, with the insteps held straight, seemed as if they would lift any second.

Despairing black and blood-red constitute the main tones of the scene.

A scene like a nightmare.

Ordinary people who inadvertently enter would likely go mad on the spot.

I can't understand why Lin An would do this, and I have no idea what the little experiment he mentioned is.

Yuan Feng looked at the entrance already set up as a killing formation, feeling his scalp go numb.

No matter how you look at it, Lin An's intention seems to be preparing for the people who will break in later.

Moreover, while he was tormented, he discovered that Lin An was so perverse as to adjust the angle of the female corpse's gaze little by little.

It seemed as if to perfectly trigger the incident, guaranteeing that anyone entering would be locked onto by the sixteen corpses at first sight.

With his back to him, Lin An treated the female corpse like an artwork, slowly prying open her eyes and continually adjusting their gaze.

It refreshed his worldview.

No matter how bold Yuan Feng is, even these corpses were made by his own hand.

But he asked himself, it was impossible for him to be so perverse as to feel no fear at all.

Those are vicious ghosts!

Does this guy really know what terror and fear are?

"Lord Lin An..."

"Well... that's about enough..."

Unable to stay still, Yuan Feng swallowed nervously, dazedly watching as Lin An took out mirror after mirror from his ring and carefully placed them in every corner of the living room.

In the mirror with 180-degree, no-blind-spot surface, layers of reflections showed the hanging female corpse.

Within that deep, dim mirror surface, superimposed images were reflected.

At a glance, it seemed as if one had walked into an endless ghostly cavern, surrounded by myriad ghosts.

If one says Yuan Feng crudely copied the Supernatural Incident a few times, then Lin An is maniacally combining many incidents into one, constituting extreme terror.

"Not enough."

In passing, Lin An carefully took another kind of Supernatural Incident trigger that Yuan Feng had given him—a blood-red wedding dress—and hung it at the center of the corpse, then let out a light sigh.

With such arrangements, it seemed that upon the pursuers' entry, all the vicious ghosts would be triggered.

Toward enemies, Lin An naturally would leave no chance of survival.

After stepping back to "appreciate" the artwork before him, Lin An gave a slight nod.

What a pity.

The nuclear bomb in his own ring had been loaded onto the Spirit Energy Warplane, and the only supplies left in his ring were some high explosives and a few cruise missiles.

Although the power was reduced a bit, something usable is better than nothing.

Outside the residential building, the two stood side by side.

Looking at the small building leveled by the explosives, Lin An nodded in satisfaction.

Starting from the entrance, he filled every floor upstairs and downstairs with various land mines and missiles.

Outside the building, it was plastered with black gold explosives.

Regardless of the effect, it seemed that consuming some of the opponent's Spirit Energy should pose no problem.

Standing beside Lin An, Yuan Feng watched the small building with a twitching corner of his mouth, or rather...

Gunpowder barrel.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a dazed pity for the intruders who would come later.

This is truly... too brutal...