Maybe off the street, they could find a suitable shelter.
But Cheng Yun and the others didn't do that, because at this moment Ah Yu and the four college students who were inexperienced in fighting Specter were all standing against the wall, and behind them was the locked metal rolling shutter.
So now Bai Man is standing on the left side of the team, Doctor Jin is standing on the right side of the team, and Cheng Yun is standing right in front of the team, staring at the half-hidden ghost in the dark corridor ahead.
The three of them were holding cold-weapon-type ghost weapons that could split newspapers, just enough to protect everyone, and the three seniors were taking care of each other. After all, the wall behind them made them not have to worry about newspaper attacks from behind. .
But if they leave this place, there will inevitably be a direction in which no one can guard, and no one will know what kind of accident these newspapers will cause.
But... even if they stood obediently by the wall, and the others cut all the newspapers that rushed over, the situation was also very bad. Because the gale force of the entire nightmare world is still increasing, if it wasn't for Su Zimo holding a treasure hunt doll that had gained a lot of weight in his arms, maybe his little man would have been blown away by the wind long ago, and he was coming from all directions. The number of newspapers is still increasing, and even the situation of newspapers is getting worse.
In the beginning, it was just an ordinary newspaper with vague contents, and later it was a newspaper with black and white faces. Now, there are even a few bloodstains on those newspapers!
At this time, when Cheng Yun picked up the sickle in his hand again and waved it towards the newspapers that were stained with blood, he clearly felt that the weight of what he had cut under the sickle became heavier.
At first Cheng Yun thought it was just his own illusion, but when he turned to see Dr. Jin Leijin, he found that Dr. Jin, who was holding a scalpel, also looked at him in surprise, so he could be sure of these Newspapers have indeed undergone some of the worst changes.
"Captain, did you feel that these newspapers gave people a feeling that they couldn't be cut down?" Bai Man on the other side also asked aloud.
Su Zimo, who had been standing in the middle of the team as a protected character, didn't say anything to the three seniors, but just took off the exorcism sachet that Cheng Yun had attached to his waist at the beginning, without disturbing their attack. In the case of newspapers, he directly stuffed the sachet into Cheng Yun's empty hand.
Feeling that something was stuffed in his hand, Cheng Yun paused for a while, but continued to attack the incoming newspaper with his scythe without any effect.
After seeing clearly that the many things in his hand were the familiar exorcism sachets, Cheng Yun didn't have time to think about it, and directly stretched out the sachets when another newspaper flew towards him, hoping that this special ghost weapon could compare to him. Ordinary cold weapons are easier to remove the threat of this group of ghost newspapers.
But unfortunately, the sachet did not slow down these newspapers even the slightest. This may be because the function of the sachet is to drive away the ghosts to a certain extent, and although these newspapers are controlled by the ghosts, they can only be regarded as props controlled by the ghosts, and they are not afraid of the power of the sachets.
Even after Cheng Yun raised the sachet high, a piece of newspaper took advantage of the situation to wrap his right hand holding the sachet, and then Cheng Yun felt a strange force breaking open his roots. Fingers, in the end, he could only watch a black and white newspaper roll away the sachet and fly away.
The next second, the oncoming newspapers took another strange change.
The bloodstains on the black and white newspapers not only became more obvious, but even the faces printed on the newspapers became more and more hideous, and seemed to have become more vivid, protruding from the newspapers, silently roaring and wanting to get rid of them. It's like rushing out of the newspaper!
The number of such terrifying newspapers continued to grow, and gradually even Su Zimo seemed to be able to hear the roars of the ghosts in the newspapers. Those terrifying sounds mixed with the whistling of the wind made people It's hard to tell the difference between the real and the fake.
"Sorry." Cheng Yun's face turned pale, "this time we... may have tried our best."
Cheng Yun and other seniors naturally have other ghost weapons, but the newspapers are aggressive, whether it is the ghost weapons that guide them, or the ghost weapons that can prevent the ghosts from approaching to a certain extent, it is too late to use at this time, or even Probably nothing.
The college student who said the wrong thing has already cried, and no one thought that just a rare and clever word would put everyone into such an indescribable predicament.
At this time, the four young trainees did not blame Cheng Yun for their poor protection. For the seniors, even the people from the Dawning Organization did not have the obligation to protect every trainee, and for Cheng Yun and the others, Along the way in this world of experience, they have really done a lot of helping people.
In terms of combat... Everyone could see that Cheng Yun and the others had done their best.
If it were them, they might not even be able to hold on to the first round of the newspaper's offensive.
They really tried their best.
The college student who was protected behind suddenly felt a tingling pain in his left arm. He glanced down and found that the blood-engraved mission text on his arm had begun to become blurred, as if the attack they were encountering had already escaped. normal mission route.
If even their most hated task was abandoned at this time...
What hope do they have to live
"Did I read it wrong..." The tone of those college students began to become a little flustered, "Look, is the word "task" still there on the left arm?"
The college student's question inevitably made Cheng Yun, who tried his best to stop the newspaper, stunned for a moment, and then a newspaper broke through the blockade and stuck to his neck.
"Ah!" The face on the black and white newspaper seemed to be biting Cheng Yun's neck. When Cheng Yun shook it off, there was obviously a severe burn wound on his neck!
It was a burn on the neck, one could imagine how painful it was, but Cheng Yun gritted his teeth and continued to fight the newspaper.
"The word "task seems to be disappearing." After several college students confirmed it, they looked at Su Zimo holding a treasure hunt doll, as if they still couldn't believe it or accepted the reality, "You..."
"Don't look at it, I don't have the mission text in my hand." Su Zimo's eyes looked at Cheng Yun's wound that started bleeding after being burned.
"Did it really disappear?"
"No, there was no mission text on my arm at first." Su Zimo threw the treasure hunt doll in his arms to the side, making the heavy doll's face a little aggrieved.
"Ghost umbrella."
Su Zimo shouted, but it was not loud, but the surrounding practitioners could hear it clearly.
It's just that before Cheng Yun could react, or when Cheng Yun was still relying on his physical memory to mechanically chop those newspapers, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone in a floating posture.
At the same time, the huge black umbrella opened, and the ghost umbrella that appeared was unable to completely defend against the attack of the newspaper with the umbrella. , threw the black umbrella out of his hand with a very unrestrained movement.
When the black umbrella is not affected by the strong wind at all and floats steadily in the air, the part of the inner umbrella is aimed at the black and white blood-stained newspapers that are flying freely, and then it seems that a black hole with a strong suction force suddenly formed inside the black umbrella. It caused all the flying newspapers to turn their direction in an instant, speeding up and rushing towards the newspapers in mid-air as if they couldn't wait!
Other practitioners were ruthlessly ignored.
When the newspapers rushed into the air, Cheng Yun first subconsciously shouted "No", as if he felt that the power of those newspapers was enough to destroy the mysterious black umbrella.
But to everyone's surprise, the black umbrella was not attacked at all!
When those newspapers flew to the black umbrella, they were directly sucked into it! That's right, it was sucked in!
Obviously the umbrella looks big, but the umbrella surface is very thin, but the newspapers disappeared after being sucked into the black umbrella, as if there really was a black hole in the black umbrella.
All the practitioners raised their heads and watched the newspapers flying from somewhere in the surrounding sky were all sucked up by the black umbrellas floating there. Such a picture...
Although a little inappropriate, it is really spectacular, and even has an inexplicable beauty.
[Ahhh! ] A hoarse voice came from the opposite corridor.
Su Zimo and the others saw the Specter, who had been standing half-hidden on the corridor, actually appeared from the corridor, standing on the street opposite them, staring at them with bruises and anger.
With the roar of Uncle Li Guihong, the black and white blood-stained newspapers all burned!
What was originally a vague howling sound became louder and more obvious in an instant. Uncle Hong seemed to hope to use such power to make the damn ghost umbrella stop obstructing his plan.
To be honest, Su Zimo doesn't feel bad about Uncle Hong, and even for Su Zimo, this can be regarded as a very good uncle. But even if this uncle is very good, he can't just leave the lives of these irrelevant people here, right
In this regard, Su Zimo can only say sorry, even if... After people leave, dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.
"Ghost umbrella." Su Zimo called again.
He didn't use a loud voice, because he knew that no matter how low the voice was, the ghost umbrella could hear it.
The reason why Su Zimo was able to walk in the nightmare world for so long made Su Zimo feel at ease, in addition to the door behind him, there was the ghost umbrella standing behind him all the time.
That's a special feeling.
Maybe that's... trust in... the best employees!
Su Zimo nodded silently.
The ghost umbrella floating there really heard Su Zimo's "calling", slightly turned his head and showed a slightly evil smile, thinking he was very handsome.
Su Zimo responded with a sincere and warm smile: Keep working hard!
The Ghost Umbrella's morale soared. He stretched out his right hand and retrieved the black umbrella. With another wave, he took away all the newspapers that were still burning. Then, he took the umbrella and turned it into a sword and slashed at Mr. Hong, who was standing there. .
"That umbrella!"
When the ghost umbrella swept past Doctor Jin's eyes with the umbrella handle in hand, Doctor Jin noticed the silver umbrella handle with intricate carvings.
She seems... seen somewhere.