Chapter 69: The music of death begins to play

The paper realm was torn open.

The ground seemed to open up an abyss of the underworld, with blue light shining out from within.

Everyone stared at this hole in a daze, feeling some fear in their hearts; something seemed to be about to crawl out.

The next second.

A huge hand reached out from within and slammed onto the ground; the five fingers were thick and covered in rolling fur, and mixed within the fur were eyes—it was terrifying.

Immediately after, a pair of horns emerged from within.

Two hands, and a bear with its entire body burning in ghostly blue flames, crawled out from within, looking like a Demon King from Hell.

Merciful Wrath on the ground jumped and rolled.

Countless wailing souls wept, and eyes flew across the entire sky.

The sound of nursery rhymes was everywhere.

The giant Demon Bear crawled out from the paper hell, with two horns on its head.

Its whole body burned with flames, and the nursery rhyme rang through the sky, as if welcoming this king returning from hell.

"The... the Demon Bear's strength has surged again?"

On the rooftop, Zhang Miao and the others looked at the Demon Bear in surprise.

Although this was Zhang Miao's first time seeing the Demon Bear, based on the official records and the retelling by Zhang Tao and the others.

This was a red toy bear, over three meters tall, covered in red flames and eyes, with a Fear Level of only three to four.

Yet the thing in front of them had two horns on its head, and its Fear Level was probably not lower than a Level 6 Special Ghost. You're telling me that in less than half a month, it went from Level 3 to near Level 6?

What kind of growth attribute is this for a Ghost? It's simply too terrifying, right? Xu Qing nodded and hurriedly took out a notebook to record: "The Demon Bear's growth attribute is too terrifying; it must be recorded and reported to the Official, otherwise, if it continues at this rate, it won't be long before it becomes a disaster."

What's terrible is not that a Special Level Ghost is a disaster from birth; what's terrible is being able to possess disaster-level growth attributes.

Roar—

Zhang Yi stood in front of the paper hell, his hands suddenly dropped, and he roared toward the front.

Countless wailing souls and eyes flew out from his throat.

The paper slowly formed the appearance of the opera performer.

The opera performer had a huge body, with ten heads and twenty arms on her upper body, and countless legs on her lower body, and the weapons in her hands were also different.

She sneered and pointed her Guan Gong blade at Zhang Miao and the others watching the show above: "We are all Ghosts, all demons, why kill each other? Isn't our goal this group of dirty, disgusting humans?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi turned his head slowly and looked toward the rooftop, countless pairs of eyes blinking together.

The people upstairs were startled and shuddered.

Zhang Miao squeezed her hands tightly; she knew that the only hope now was for the Demon Bear and the opera performer to kill each other, otherwise, they would have no chance of survival.

Fear spread in the air, and countless eyes absorbed it, transmitting it into Zhang Yi's body.

Zhang Yi opened his arms, took a deep breath like a king, and revealed an expression of enjoyment.

Turning his head, his mouth tore to his ears; when he spoke, the opera performer standing opposite could even see the eyes inside his mouth.

"Fear is truly the most beautiful taste in the world."

"I am a demon, the demon of all living things, including you. They are useless to me; it's not as refreshing as spreading fear. But you are different; I want to taste your fear myself, and then eat you myself."

"Understand?"

Two Special Ghosts were communicating, and the Night Watchers upstairs were trembling.

The Demon Bear had never been defined as a certain kind of Ghost from beginning to end; now, Zhang Miao could be more certain that this was a neutral-level Ghost.

He only acted for his own goals, regardless of whether it was humans, Ghost Tamers, or Ghosts.

"Since that's the case, then go to hell." The opera performer sneered, and the sound of suona horns rang out in the surroundings; immediately after, the space continued to change. Flames appeared on her body, and she opened her mouth and spat violently.

The flames came toward Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi didn't move, letting the flames burn him; instead, he felt quite refreshed.

He squatted down and reached his hand into the hole that had just been torn open.

Then he pulled violently, dragging the Infernal Stone Warrior out, and pulled with both hands.

The Infernal Stone Warrior became a stick.

He turned around, giggling as he waved it: "Start enjoying it."

"The Weeper's Mercy, the music of death begins to play."

When the music plays, the little bear smiles, and life and death are unpredictable.

Zhang Yi took a violent step, and Merciful Wrath sprayed out, cracking a dozen fissures inside.

The opera performer waved the Guan Gong blade in her hand, cutting a section of the ground in front; the cut ground broke directly and fell into the endless abyss.

Zhang Yi's feet felt empty, and his body began to fall downward, but as he took a step.

Countless eyes condensed beneath his feet.

"This is your Infernal Domain, but this is also my Realm. I am the King! The Fear King, please begin your mercy."

Stepping on the bridge made of eyes, he came over in one step.

The Infernal Stone Warrior in his hand waved violently, flames burned over, and countless wailing souls roared above.

Seeing two Special Ghosts fighting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Miao sighed and began to look for a way to break the Infernal Domain.

At the same time, many Ghost Tamers appeared outside.

Red High Heels, White Rope Club.

The deputy leaders of the two major H City clubs were both here.

Along with the Doctor who had come down from the Official, they were also waiting here. Not only were there many Ghost Tamers, but even the mechanical equipment used in the laboratory to deal with Ghosts had been moved over.

"Latest news, the Demon Bear may have already entered; two Ghost energies are colliding, and cracks have appeared in the Infernal Domain, but another force is blocking it, and it cannot be opened at all."

The Doctor nodded and pushed the golden wire glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He said in a deep voice: "The cracks appearing in this Infernal Domain should be because the opera performer was impacted; either the Demon Bear did it, or Zhang Miao and the others did it. Forcibly tearing it open is impossible; we can only let people go in."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the people from the two major clubs.

The two were silent for a moment: "We can send people in, but we hope you will keep the promise you made to us before, Doctor."

The Doctor gave a cold smile: "Naturally, go in, save the people, and collect the substances on the Demon Bear."

Collecting substances is the only way to better study the Demon Bear and break the Wasteland Eye on Lü Liangbing and the others.

This Wasteland Eye is not like a rule power; without a Ghost Tamer above A-Rank, it is difficult to smooth it out.

Even if an A-Rank makes a move to smooth out the Wasteland Eye, the person cast upon will become the caster's Ghost Slave, which is strictly prohibited by the Night Watcher Official.

"Fine." The two deputy leaders nodded, and four Ghost Tamers walked out from behind them.

Their strength was all C.

This world is not lacking in Ghost Tamers, especially among the folk; on the contrary, the number of Official Night Watchers is relatively small.

Because Ghost Tamers don't live long after all; rather than living for others, it's better to live for oneself.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 70 =====