Chapter 98
To Hendrick, or any human who strayed into the world in the mirror.
Bone Goatman is the incarnation of the messenger of death, an invincible weird evil.
It's a pity.
It is Cole who is here now.
He once violently beat the heresy gods in hell, and smashed and killed the demon-hunter of Human Demon Freddy Kruger in the dream world.
Ethereous perception gives him a perception beyond ordinary people.
The reconstruction of the ether makes him the only human god from the material world who can interfere with the abnormal world.
A night spirit resurrected by evil forces.
Struggling in the air, twisting his body.
The lance reconstructed from plasma is like the gun of Langinus stained with the blood of the son of God, nailing it to the ground.
The hook thrown by the bone goatman was blocked by invisible force in the air.
next moment.
The blood quagmire that never clots.
It's like boiling lava.
Engulfed.
Then crush their bodies.
One breath time.
Only Cole and the night spirit that made the ka ka sound remained in the human slaughterhouse.
Unfortunately, this is the world in the mirror.
All the laws and laws of the material world have no effect here.
Go over.
Bent over and picked up a bone goat head in the plasma.
Afterwards.
Like an immortal ghost.
The shriveled black robe reconstructs the human appearance.
The heads of goats drowned in plasma quagmire slowly rise, as if they never died.
The hook lock and sickle are reconstructed in the sky.
Hold it in your hand.
Take a heavy step towards Cole.
Sure enough.
Can't ordinary means kill them?
Looking down at the skeletal goatman who was unable to resurrect because he was holding it in his hand and was disturbed by the power of ether reconstruction.
Cole brows slightly wrinkle.
Stay here and try to deal with this unique evil.
His focus is not on whether or not they can be killed, but a trial and demonstration of speculation.
In an abnormal world.
Like Freddy Kruger, Cole can only imprison him in the cage of Eternal Night.
On the theoretical level.
Any abnormal world composition cannot be understood in the dimensional theory of the material world.
Perhaps an evil memory, or a certain collection of emotions...
They themselves are made up of falsehoods, but they can interfere with the material world.
In other words.
These skeletal goatmen may be a special emotional projection of the material world, or imagination, rather than trying to kill them here, this kind of stupid idea similar to killing people through a TV screen.
It is better to find a way to find the source.
After entering the world in the mirror earlier.
Such a strong Death Aura made him guess a possibility: the death of Holy Sect.
Perhaps they adopted the same method as the Immortal Sect in Ghost Street I. Through a certain emotion, humans’ fear of death was used to construct this World.
Think of this.
Cole ignored this group of slow-moving goatmen, who were slightly threatening to him, and left the human slaughterhouse quickly.
If his inference is correct.
The next trouble will be big.
Unlike Elm Street, Newcastle is a huge city with a population of one million. Even with the help of Nimosaenti, time may not be too late.
So.
The information Carl can provide him is very important.
Lingguan flashed a clue to him.
Explain what he saw or heard after being caught in the world in the mirror.
Outside.
The three saw Cole walking out of the plasma door.
Hendrick sighed in relief and said, "Damn it, I thought you were dead inside!"
When speaking.
The gaze fell on the goat's head in Cole's hand, "What are you doing with that thing?"
He didn't respond to his question.
The four people ran all the way along the stairs to the hall downstairs.
Until now.
Carl and Hugo are still unable to speak. It seems that the evil power of the world in the mirror is deliberately preventing them from telling the secret here.
These two rich children born with golden spoons.
When did you experience this weird and extremely evil thing?
If it weren't for Hendrick's grip on their clothes, the two who were about to lose their minds might charge ahead and plunge into the arms of the night spirit.
According to the method at the time.
Cole is going to take them away by reconstructing the authentic way.
However.
At the moment Carl and Hugo were away from the municipal building, a hoarse, flustered and exasperated roar resounded throughout the world in the mirror.
"Catch them!"
Hendrick's face suddenly changed, "Cole!"
"I heard it."
Since it was discovered.
Hiding becomes meaningless.
While night spirits hadn't completely blocked the tunnel, Cole reconstructed the ground and pushed them up quickly.
In the distance.
Swarms of night spirits, like baring fangs and brandishing claws spiders, rush towards them.
Carl was so scared that he took a step back and sat on the ground.
Hendrick picked him up from the ground, hugged his face, hissed and roared, "Carl! Look into my eyes! When I said to run, follow me, understand? !
Hugo! And you!"
Carl was nodded at a loss.
His original smoothness and frivolousness are completely gone, and his face is ashamed.
Cole brows slightly wrinkle.
The mental burden caused by long-term use of ether reconstruction caused him some slight headaches.
Take out a cigarette and say to Hendrick, "Give me ten seconds."
Damn.
Compared with this strange and weird and abnormal world, Cole is more willing to go to hell again.
Devil will die if it is killed.
Unfortunately, the ghosts here don't.
For this kind of Undying and Inextinguishable things, running is the smartest choice.
Faced with a large number of night spirits that kept coming over.
It is three kilometers away from here to the export of Nimosaen lantern manufacturing.
With the strength of human feet, even if you run to death, it is impossible to run too long with eight legs, like a night spirit of a strange kind.
Previously, in order to covertly act, the power of ether reconstruction was not so obvious in the abnormal world.
Now.
Cole, who no longer retains, finally realized the power of the creator-like power.
Raising the right hand, an abandoned house, flew uncontrollably in front of everyone, and then under the dumbfounded gaze of the three, the brick house with earth and stone structure.
In the blink of an eye it became a brand-new Duke of Horch One.
More than that.
Cole snaps his fingers.
The ground behind him is like a turbulent tsunami, roaring and submerging all the night spirits that surround him.
"Get in the car!"
Hendrick looked at him dumbfounded for a while, as if he had known Cole on the first day, before getting in the car.
Blow down the throttle.
The four galloped towards the exit constructed by the lantern.
Sit in the co-pilot.
This middle-aged demon-hunter, gasping for breath, calmed down, and teased in silence for a while, "Cole, if you told me earlier that you still have this kind of ability, what would I be afraid of? Jin."
Cole ran the steering wheel all the way, pushing away all obstacles on the road with the power of reconstruction, and said without humility, "In a sense, in this World, I am God. .
Mr. Hendrick."