Qin Ye pondered for a long time.
"The only advantage is that no one has ever seen Hundred Ghosts Night Walk..." He frowned and muttered: "The first generation of Kings of Hell did not take this exam. The second generation has many techniques, so Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is called the King of Hell. No one has ever seen a technique that is qualified to practice."
"And..." He paused, then waved his hand, Yinling, Dugyou, Chu Renmei, Huang Jiansen, Dayuwan, Human Skin, Jason, Freddy Kruger...etc. A ghost appeared in the room.
In addition to the ones that he took the initiative to let the other party in, others such as the Great Prison Pill, Human Skin Face, etc., were just tools without thoughts. However, as long as Qin Ye doesn't die, they won't die.
Moreover, he can see clearly now that there is a line behind these Yin spirits.
A pale blue line.
The line spread from the opponent's vest and submerged above his five fingers. After watching it for a long time, Qin Ye coughed dryly, waved his hands, and said with a middle-aged breath, "Black Secret Skill.
Liu Changmin and Quan Jinghao looked over with twitching expressions on their faces.
I always feel that I have misunderstood the Lord's appearance...
Qin Ye's face became hot, and he was so ashamed... He uttered such a second-class line without knowing it, but... But this scene is too similar... I don't blame me, I don't blame me...
He coughed a few times to make himself look more serious, he hooked his fingers, and suddenly, Daiyumaru came up and knelt in front of him respectfully: "Meet the master."
Qin Ye looked at the other party deeply, and after a few seconds, a yin qi flashed, and he and Dayuwan had already changed positions!
Daigumaru was on the bed, kneeling and bowing, and he had already arrived at the place where Daigumaru was!
"Hey..." He rubbed his brows and sighed. After he advanced to Yama, his thousand-machine performance... No, it was Hundred Ghosts Night Walk that changed again, but. I didn't even have time to watch it, and then I didn't remember it at all.
There is one more transposition, the distance is unknown, the strength is unknown... To sum up, now he can use only a dozen Yin spirits, plus one transposition.
Complaining was useless, and he began to try carefully. After a long time, he pondered: "The distance is about a thousand meters, but... there must be a chakra line... No, the puppet connected by the yin line will do. These lines can't be seen by outsiders, but they can be cut off. But... You must have Yama-level power."
He looked at his puppets again.
The Yin Ling, the ghost crossing, has now risen to the level of a judge, and its usefulness is... OK.
The Yin Ling can create a space similar to a black hole. It is not big, about one meter. His mouth is the entrance to the black hole. The ghost crossing is a sonic attack, and his sound waves can be as high as 200 decibels.
130 decibels can shatter the glass of the cup, 200 decibels... The biological eardrums under the judge will be completely shattered.
These two are group attacks, and they are still useful for dealing with large-scale low-end enemies. After all... A person like Brando can never be so big that he guards St. Peter's Church by himself.
Quan Jinghao, the survivor of the Shiyue, can summon the sea full of undead at that time, and his classmates can also fight for him. The assault was not a big one. The classmates he summoned are even lower than him, which can be used as a delay, but lacks lethality.
The real killer is "Death in March" Liu Changmin. His stunts can make it impossible for anyone to touch, even Yama, although the higher the realm, the shorter the time. But... he is now only a foot away from the mansion.
The fighting power is naturally Chu Renmei, Huang Jiansen, Dayuwan and this group of government rulers... etc...
This king now has nearly ten rulers under his command, right
I am the swarm!
It's a pity that Chu Renmei and Huang Jiansen, although they are of high rank, are not as good as Liu Changmin. Liu Changmin's hatred is the extinction of mankind. He died at the hands of his own people before he was born. He has seen the racial hatred of the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood. The quality is far superior to other Yin spirits.
What Daigumaru, Jason, Freddy, these are pure evil, and they are too far from him.
His eyes continued to look down, and fell on a man and two women.
This is the werewolf, black witch, and vampire from the Specter Conference in Mirage City.
There is no name, no special ability, but looking at the high realm and receiving the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk. but…
Qin Ye rubbed his chin lightly, his eyes flickering slightly.
But... Next, maybe... It's a trooper.
He looked at the three Yin spirits and raised his chin: "Wolfman, from today onwards, you are called Hundred Ghosts Eleven. Sissy, you are called Hundred Ghosts Twelve. Black Witch, you are called Hundred Ghosts Ten."
"Yes, Master." The three Yin Ling nodded dumbly.
He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.
Werewolves and vampires really do not have special abilities, and Liu Changmin's "untouchable love" is the best that can be encountered. However, they have a bloodline talent.
Werewolf's bloodline talent: Moonlight, at night, the strength will increase by 100%. Moreover, it will transform into a giant wolf and become violent.
Rampage - strength increased by 30%, giant wolf - strength increased by 100%, is a good assaulter. More importantly... in a pack of werewolves, this werewolf... won't stand out.
Vampire's blood talent: Moonlight, Aether. Battization. kiss.
Blindness - Sensitivity increased by 100%, which can be roughly understood as speed, movement, evasion rate, attack speed, etc... Qin Ye tried to interpret it from an online game, which was easy to understand.
Batify - fly, suck blood.
Embrace - All vampires' bloodline talent, other creatures bitten by him and injected with their own blood will become vampires. But because this vampire's level is not high, at most it becomes the lowest blood slave who is eager to donate blood.
His eyes turned to the black witch. After a few minutes, he nodded in relief.
No special abilities, no bloodline talent, however, has a couple of nice magics.
Extremely cold coffin - Ten thousand years of ice and snow cover itself, freezing itself instantly, and it is extremely difficult to break within five seconds.
refrigerator? Qin Ye rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Not bad... It's great to use as a shield when you have to. However, its casting requires the black witch to recite a ten-second incantation. In the way of online games, "pre-reading" is required.
The flames of Phoenix - burn up everything visible within 100 meters and cannot be extinguished.
It's okay, werewolves, vampires, etc., are naturally afraid of glowing things. Can be used as a trooper.
That's all.
This is all Qin Ye's reserves, how can they break through the possible blockade? There is absolutely no chance of returning to China for help now.
Time was just in contemplation, minute by minute, Qin Ye maintained his posture of sitting cross-legged on the ground. The room fell silent.
Philadelphia at night is extremely quiet, with yin surging everywhere, and occasionally shrill screams and terrified weeping can be heard. If he hadn't heard it, he didn't know how long it was, when the dark clouds outside the house dissipated and the sun had entered the middle of the sky. He finally raised his head.
"It's here!" His hand pressed hard on the words written by Yin Qi. In an instant, the words turned into Yin Qi and drifted away.
That night, he has written a whole bed of texts.
"It's not that there is no chance...and...the chance is not small!"
"Go in stealthily, leave safely, and don't expose myself. It's not impossible!"
Staying up all night, even though the King of Hell didn't care about this for a long time, the extremely fast operation of his brain still made his nerves a little tired, and his eyes were a little red.
But he didn't scruple these things. The plan was to take risks. However, there is nothing in this world that can be harvested without taking risks. There is an element of adventure, including college volunteering. After making the decision, he had already jumped up, and his figure turned into a yin wind and disappeared.
Appearing half an hour later, Edward was already standing in the car service area, which was 80 kilometers away from Philadelphia.
There are still rentals here, and he beckoned one. Head straight for Philly.
Philadelphia has issued a full wanted notice for him, and it is impossible for him to appear in Philadelphia as Edward again. At least, not before you start.
However, he had to know the layout of St. Peter's Basilica. Then adjust your plan.
There is only one chance.
The same means cannot be used a second time. So... If you don't move, you're done, if you move, you must hit with one hit!
Philadelphia during the day was a lot more popular than at night. He didn't pay attention, and soon, he came to the vicinity of St. Peter's Basilica.
However, it was found to be impassable.
"What's the matter?" The driver rolled down the window dissatisfied, and looked at the policeman riding a motorcycle in front of him: "Is it not allowed here?"
The policeman glanced inside the car, and Edward did not avoid his gaze. But staring at each other's expression.
The other party's expression was very natural, and he shrugged: "It rained heavily last night, and St. Peter's Church was in disrepair. Some places collapsed. Fortunately, no one was injured. However, it is estimated that it will take about a month to recover."
"How could this be?" Edward said stunned: "I came here on purpose to visit St. Peter's Basilica. Can't I enter with permission?"
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Damn..." Edward scolded in a low voice and sighed: "Then, sir, what is the specific time?"
"I don't know." The police said helplessly: "We also just received the road closure notice, even if we can't get in. The above only said about a month, and the specific time has not been determined."
Edward sighed and rolled up the window.
His face was full of regret, however, as the car drove out of the block, his smile had turned bloodthirsty.
That is to say... within a month, will the death script get a qualitative breakthrough
Or, it's over. Or, Philadelphia is no longer needed. Then... I have at least twenty-five days to prepare.
Second... As expected, Brando's hand hadn't reached the police area. Some things are invisible. The church can know, the witcher can know, but the ordinary police can never know!
If they know, ordinary people will unconsciously bring this kind of panic to the common people, which is never allowed by the church.
Only a stable parish is a good parish for missionaries... This means that I will not be troubled by the world these days, and I can find a place to think at ease. This is so precious!
"Then... let me help you add some firewood..." With his fingers hanging on his side, a line of yin qi had spread out at some point and disappeared into a manhole cover.
"There's still a month left, let this king see... who will have the last laugh!"