Chapter 444
Zhang Yuan was startled again when he saw the information on his panel.
He still hadn't figured out how he had killed someone.
At this moment, the voice of the Sword of Immortal Execution, which had already left, rang in Zhang Yuan's mind again, "Hey, you stinky boy, I just left and you did this to me."
"Can possession and soul searching be the same concept?"
Zhang Yuan: "Are they not?"
"Oh my God! How did you become a celestial being?"
The Sword of Immortal Execution was somewhat broken, "Soul searching is to get other people's memories, possession is to get people's lives, how can they be the same?"
"You are now a celestial being, and you have two divine attributes, and the ghost clan just now is just a mortal. You just used your soul to break into his body, what's the difference between using a needle to poke an inflated balloon?"
"If you want to search the soul, , you can't enter someone else's body so roughly, you have to be gentle, gentle, do you understand? "
Zhang Yuan: "Uh... I understand."
"Oh, forget it... It's not your fault, after all, no one has taught you this."
After venting, Zhu Xian Sword calmed down again and said, "I will be more tired today and teach you these basic methods. You find a guinea pig first."
"Okay."
Zhang Yuan did not hesitate, and immediately locked a ghost soldier in the city, flew in front of him, and said, "Senior, is this okay?"
Zhu Xian Sword: "Yes, you try to separate some of your soul power to invade this guy's head."
"Okay."
Zhang Yuan nodded, and immediately tried to separate some of his soul power to drill into the ghost soldier.
The next moment, the ghost soldier suddenly let out a painful scream, then foamed at the mouth, fell straight to the ground, and turned into black smoke and dissipated.
【Successfully killed a ghost warrior, experience +50,000. 】
"You used too much force. Switch to a guinea pig. Be gentler this time."
"Okay."
[Successfully killed the ghost mage, experience +80,000. 】
"Be gentler."
"Yes..."
[Successfully killed..."
Just like that, on the streets of Dongdu City, a large number of ghost soldiers died suddenly without any signs, and the death of each soldier was extremely miserable.
Gradually, an urban legend emerged among the ghost soldiers.
It is said that a professional who was killed by the ghost army turned into an invisible evil spirit.
The evil spirit was full of resentment and wanted to seek revenge on the ghosts, so he wandered the streets of Dongdu, specifically looking for lone ghosts.
For a time, the ghost army was panicked, morale was damaged, and their offensive was weakened a lot.
At this time, the "evil spirit" Zhang Yuan, after sacrificing countless ghost soldiers, was finally able to skillfully control his soul power and achieve the effect of taking only memories without hurting lives.
However, when Zhang Yuan searched the memories of the ghost soldiers, he found that their memories were all stuck in the past five hundred years, with no modern memories at all.
These ghosts seemed to be evil ghosts who traveled from the past to the present and took revenge on humans.
"Jiao seems to have put the ghost soldiers from five hundred years ago into this copy. What is his purpose in doing so?"
Zhang Yuan discovered this little secret and became more curious about Jiao's purpose.
After all, it is much easier to mass-produce a group of mindless ghost soldiers than to create individuals with complete pasts.
Jiao spent so much effort to put the ghosts from five hundred years ago into the present, it could not be a simple performance art.
When Zhang Yuan was guessing Jiao's possible plan, a shout of killing came from the street not far away.
The ghost army met a five-man team from Sakura Country, and the two sides immediately fought.
Although the average level of the five-man team reached 60, and the average level of the ghost soldiers was generally 40, the level seemed to be superior to the professional team, but their battle had attracted the attention of other ghost soldiers nearby.
Once the ghost soldiers formed a circle around them, the professional team would surely die.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the battle over there and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. He was about to leave when he saw a silver light falling from the sky.
Fujiwara Emi rushed into the battle array with a demon sword in hand, and used the sword in her hand to kill a bloody path for the professional team, and quickly said: "Follow me closely, I will lead you to break through!"
"Thank you!"
The professionals of that team saw the reinforcements appear, all of them showed joy on their faces, immediately gathered the team formation, and followed Fujiwara Emi to fight out of the siege.
"Zhao Xiaohui! I met her here again!"
Zhang Yuan saw Fujiwara Emi again, and joy appeared in his eyes, and he immediately followed.
Fujiwara Emi's level is actually only 40, but the sword in her hand seems to be some kind of artifact. With a casual swing, its terrifying sword energy can harvest a large number ofThe lives of the ghost soldiers.
With the help of Fujiwara Emi, this team of professionals easily escaped the encirclement of the ghosts.
The team leader stepped forward to thank Fujiwara Emi and said, "Thank you for your help, if you hadn't helped in time, we brothers might have been killed here today."
Fujiwara Emi: "You go to the Dongming air-raid shelter immediately. The government has set up a temporary shelter there. I have to save other people, so I won't send you off!"
"Thank you, girl! Can you tell us your name? We will thank you later!"
"No need!"
Fujiwara Emi said quickly, and then jumped dozens of meters high, shuttled between the high-rise buildings on both sides of the street, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
A team member watched Fujiwara Emi leave, his eyes almost fascinated, "She is so beautiful... It's like she came out of an anime."
"It's a pity that I don't know her name."
"Don't worry, the whole country has become a copy now. We have to find the main force as soon as possible, otherwise we won't know how we died!"
"She just said that the shelter is in the Dongming air-raid shelter, right? I know a shortcut to get there, follow me."
The five people did not stay where they were, and they all went into the alley.
Zhang Yuan saw that Fujiwara Emi and the five-member team went in different directions. After thinking for a while, he finally decided to follow the five-member team to the Dongming air-raid shelter.
If Fujiwara Emi's mission was to save people all over the city, then his body was most likely arranged in the Dongming air-raid shelter. He only needed to find his body and use the soul search again. It would not be difficult to find Fujiwara Emi.
At this time, Dongming air-raid shelter.
An invisible barrier covered the entrance of the air-raid shelter. From the outside, the air-raid shelter looked like an ordinary wall.
When Zhang Yuan followed the five-man team to the outside of the air-raid shelter, he felt that his body was in the air-raid shelter.
"Found it!"
He reconnected with his body, his eyes lit up slightly, and he stopped following the five-man team and went straight through the barrier into the air-raid shelter.
Then.
Zhang Yuan saw his body tied to a restraint chair in the deepest part of the air-raid shelter, and a group of people in white coats were collecting his body data.