Chapter 70: Eyes hidden under the paper, whisper!

The Red High Heels Club was impacted by the Ghost codenamed Priest.

The club suffered heavy losses.

Watching the Ghost Tamers step inside, the people from the laboratory couldn't help but frown.

"Doctor, these folk clubs have even more experts than our Official side."

Just casually sending out C-Rank Ghost Tamers—the Official side isn't lacking, but it doesn't necessarily have many.

The Doctor wore glasses and looked very refined; he fiddled with a spinning lantern beside him.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "Whether it's the Ghost era or the war era, it's always like this. The faith in their hearts has always been one thing, and that is money."

"Brave people like the Night Watchers who take faith as their goal are few after all."

A member wearing a white coat pursed his lips and revealed a painful smile: "Yes, they say heroes emerge in troubled times, but in reality, human hearts in troubled times are the most real—living for oneself, not for others."

The Doctor smiled slightly, not caring at all: "These kinds of people are also quite good; at least they have greed, which is easy to control."

His subordinate nodded and took out the latest document: "Doctor, the latest potion researched by the laboratory is out. It can delay Ghost Revival and enhance the compatibility between the Ghost and the Ghost Tamer. The side effects are very light, basically unconditionally increasing the Ghost Tamer's ability by thirty percent."

"Good news. Let's solve the hospital matter first. The leader should be able to arrive in H City tomorrow. His purpose for coming here is not for the opera performer or the Demon Bear."

The echoes of death played in the air into a hellish piece of music.

The Night Crow in the air carried blood-red eyes.

The mercy of weeping, the wrath of hell.

A Demon Bear five or six meters tall held a stick in its hand and swept it violently.

Flames sprayed out, accompanied by the weeping of countless wailing souls, and within the weeping were screams.

This is the Weeper's Mercy.

This is Zhang Yi's intermediate title, intermediate Realm.

Within such a Realm, all Ghosts and ominous things become his targets for judgment.

All power is suppressed by thirty percent, while his strength will increase by thirty percent, because he is the Judge! Boom—

The opera performer's body was also very large, and she stabbed over with the paper spear in her three heads and six arms.

A burst of flame and a spear of white paper collided.

The scattered sparks sprayed out countless eyes; the rolling eyes surged out like a tide, piling up on the ground.

Zhang Yi sneered, his left hand grabbed a ball of flame, and the blue flames, like an isolated lamp in the deep sea, were thrown over violently.

A huge eye suddenly tore through the sky and appeared.

This eye was like a scar in the sky, filling the entire sky, the entire Infernal Domain.

Pfft—

The moment it appeared, all living things were awakened to the deepest fear in their hearts, and all things were frozen.

The opera performer's body stiffened slightly; although the time was very short, it was also very fatal.

Merciful Wrath had already arrived, Boom—

Merciful Wrath was like a bone-eating maggot; the moment it touched the opera performer, it climbed directly up, covering her whole body.

The opera performer, like a cicada shedding its skin, had the paper of her outer shell torn, and a brand-new body rushed out from within.

It was a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella, her face already covered in rouge, her pink gaze budding.

She squinted at Zhang Yi and gently held up the umbrella.

The next moment.

Countless visible pink rouge fell from the sky; the rouge was like a Jiangnan rain, spreading down.

Everything it touched began to turn into paper.

The ground began to turn into a swamp again, and hands reached out from the paper ground, wanting to drag Zhang Yi down.

He stabbed the stick in his hand violently, and flames began to spray. Opening his big mouth, countless eyes surged out from within, like centipedes and insects rushing toward the opera performer.

At the same time.

Rouge was also falling on the rooftop.

People touched by the rouge had skin like paper cuticles, forming scales; with a light touch, the paper shattered directly, and blood surged out like ink.

"Ah—what's wrong with me? Save me, it hurts so much!"

"My head... why is my head splitting open? So much blood!"

"I can't see, so many eyes have appeared on my body, so scary, sob, sob, sob."

Many people were hit, and even eyes began to appear on some people's bodies.

The eyes were like a plague; once they appeared, they would spread and would never stop.

Zhang Miao walked over violently and lifted a person's sleeve; on his right arm was a white paper—that was his skin.

Something was wriggling under the paper; in a moment, the paper shattered, revealing the original appearance beneath.

Between the bones and flesh, countless eyes were mixed in; the eyes were wriggling, as if they filled the entire flesh and blood vessels.

Ugh—

Many people were scared to the point of vomiting when they saw this scene.

Zhang Miao hurriedly said: "Don't tear off these papers, and don't move around. The paper will numb the nerves, making you feel no pain; don't tear it."

Once torn open, fear spreads, and the Demon Bear's energy follows, spreading the Wasteland Eye.

Ghost Tamers infected with the Wasteland Eye are all on a dead end, let alone ordinary people.

"Open your energy, these rouges cannot be touched, otherwise we will be in trouble too!"

Zhang Miao hurriedly said.

Under the current circumstances, recovering energy to open the Infernal Domain was already impossible; they could only struggle to support it.

Hoping that people outside would hurry in to support, or that the Demon Bear and the opera performer would both be injured, so they would have a glimmer of survival.

But the current situation was very bad; the opera performer was being beaten unilaterally by the Demon Bear, with no power to fight back.

Just that layer of paper skin had been torn by the Demon Bear several times; if this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable! "Big sister!"

Suddenly, Liu Li's voice came from the side, and they saw him bringing two women and one man up.

"Are you okay!" Zhang Miao hurriedly walked up; Zhang Tao and Liu Li were both injured, but these two ordinary people seemed unscathed.

Liu Li gritted his teeth: "Can't die for now, but the situation is not optimistic; I feel like something is wrong with the Infernal Domain."

Zhang Miao nodded: "The Demon Bear is here, it's in a great battle with the opera performer, the Infernal Domain seems to be double-connected, and new rules have appeared."

What! The Demon Bear is here?

Zhang Tao trembled violently.

Compared to their shock and fear, Tang Meili was different.

"The toy bear is here? Then are Jiajia and I saved?"

Sure enough, after Xu Jiajia appeared, these rouges seemed to be blocked, not falling down at all.

"Meili, my neck is a bit itchy, you take a look at what's going on."

Xu Jiajia lifted her clothes.

Tang Meili took a look; that eye was still there: "It's fine, it's just an allergy."

This eye wouldn't harm them; otherwise, they wouldn't have lived until now, so she didn't tell her the truth for the time being.

"Someone has come in, they are Ghost Tamers, and there are four of them!"

Suddenly, Xu Qing pointed below and exclaimed.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 71 =====