Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 171 It Can't Stop!
"what!"

Wang Genquan looked surprised.

He hadn't expected that so many cold, sinister hands would be so easily forced back, as if he had encountered something even more terrifying.

Only a vengeful ghost can fight against another vengeful ghost. At this moment, Wang Genquan saw the ghost being controlled by this man named Wang Liang.

After those stiff, cold hands retracted, a tall, eerie female ghost figure emerged from the air and appeared at the elevator door, her back to them.

Wearing a dirty, blood-stained long robe, with the character for "longevity" faintly visible on her back, the tall female ghost's body was solid, blocking the darkness and preventing all supernatural attacks.

The chilling aura, even colder than the outside, seeped out, causing the densely packed hands to retreat, and even the darkness outside seemed to recede slightly.

Click.

Without the dead hands blocking its way, the old elevator swayed for a moment, then started operating again, slowly descending.

Just then, heavy footsteps sounded from the depths of darkness, quickly and urgently.

Wang Liang gripped the bone spear tightly, staring intently ahead. The Source Ghost was coming.

The footsteps in the darkness grew closer.

thump.

Darkness closed in again, and something seemed to collide with the Slit-Mouthed Woman in the darkness, producing a dull thud from the supernatural collision.

The impact was so great that the slit-mouthed woman's tall figure lost her balance, completely smashing the half of the rickety elevator door and causing her to fall back into the elevator.

Wang Liang's pupils contracted. Apart from the time when the ghost messenger was suppressed by an unsolvable force, this was the first time he had seen the Slit-Mouthed Woman being forcibly repelled by some kind of supernatural force since he started controlling her.

Countless ashen hands reached out from the darkness once more, trying to grab the sinking elevator.

Wang Liang stepped forward and placed his palm on the last half of the elevator door.

The air was thick with the stench of blood. Crimson blood flowed from his palms and spread, staining the elevator doors red and radiating a chilling coldness.

The ghostly blood sealed the door. The hand that reached out from the darkness had barely touched the elevator door when it withdrew, its palm stained with a little red blood.

The bloodstained hand retreated, and a new dead hand emerged from the darkness.

The ghostly blood on the elevator doors was constantly being stained away, but it was quickly replenished to keep the elevator from being blocked by the dead man's hand.

But just then, those heavy footsteps approached again.

Wang Liang raised his bone gun, aiming the coffin nails at the darkness behind the half-closed elevator door. He absolutely couldn't let this ghost crash a second time; the elevator might not be able to withstand it.

Click.

After Ghost Blood drove back the dead men, the elevator resumed operation completely without being blocked, and its descent speed increased.

Wang Liang stared intently at the elevator doors, his gaze following the elevator's rapid descent until the very last moment.

The darkness disappeared from sight, and outside the elevator doors were old, mottled brick walls.

The heavy footsteps stopped above his head, probably less than a step from the elevator entrance.

The elevator had already gone down and successfully left that floor.

"call."

Wang Genquan, who was hiding behind, breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. It was really a close call.

He knew he wouldn't survive if he were alone in the elevator in that situation. Although he had a powerful ghost under his control, he had no confidence in dealing with such a dangerous situation and couldn't even imagine any possibility of surviving.

Wang Genquan sighed, looking at Wang Liang with gratitude in his eyes: "You're very capable, managing to handle such a situation. If it weren't for you, I probably would have had to be resurrected again, losing all my memories from this resurrection. Having come this far, I'm really unwilling to accept it. I don't want to die here." Wang Liang put down the bone spear in his hand, his face expressionless:

"You won't die until you find that room, but you'd better not lie to me, or the consequences will be far more than just death."

"Don't worry, I still want to go out and see the world, I definitely won't do anything reckless," Wang Genquan nodded.

At this point, Wang Genquan sighed:
"If I go out now, I might be able to see my grandson. But if I go out any later, I'm afraid no one will recognize me, and there will be no point in going out."

Wang Liang remained silent with a cold face. He knew that Wang Genquan was destined for tragedy, and even if he knew the truth, he would not be able to escape from here.

The elevator descended, but less than a minute later, it emitted a screeching sound again, and the descent gradually slowed down.

"What's wrong now! Why is taking the elevator so unlucky this time?" Wang Genquan's expression changed drastically.

Tick, tick.

Drops of black, foul-smelling blood fell from the elevator ceiling. A strand of hair, stuck together, along with a small piece of blood-stained scalp, fell to the ground, carrying an unpleasant smell of rotting corpse.

The grinding sound of teeth could be heard from above, and strange noises kept coming from above.

"Oh no, the ghost in the elevator is about to kill someone!" Wang Genquan said.

Wang Liang snorted coldly and looked up at that moment.

There were no metal plates on the elevator ceiling; instead, a female ghost with disheveled black hair, resembling a spider, clung to the steel bars.

His eyes were numb and lifeless, his mouth was open, and blood-mixed saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Liang looked up, and the murder pattern was triggered. The female ghost on the elevator crashed down through the gaps in the steel bars, trying to knock down Wang Liang below.

But Wang Liang raised his hand and grabbed the female ghost by the neck in mid-air, pulling her in front of him.

Wang Genquan was startled by Wang Liang's act of grabbing the ghost with his bare hands, but quickly said:

"We can't suppress it. We haven't even reached the fourth floor yet. If we suppress it, the elevator will stop here."

"It can't be stopped!" Wang Liang said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible chill crept into the body of the elevator ghost through his palm.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman is possessing this vengeful ghost in the elevator.

The possession of the Slit-Mouthed Woman is not so simple; it can't just possess ordinary people. It can even possess vengeful spirits!
However, Wang Liang rarely used this kind of supernatural ability before, only toying with two ordinary mercenaries. This was the first time he had used it on a ghost.

Now that the Slit-Mouthed Woman has completed her possession, it's equivalent to completely suppressing the vengeful ghost from the inside out. After that, Wang Liang can even temporarily control this elevator ghost through the Slit-Mouthed Woman!

The evil spirit was suppressed, the elevator slowed down suddenly, and even the lights inside the elevator dimmed rapidly, on the verge of going out.

But the moment the Slit-Mouthed Woman finished possessing someone, the elevator, which had been almost completely dark, suddenly lit up.

The unprecedentedly stable and bright light dispelled the darkness, even causing Wang Genquan, who was standing next to him, to squint slightly for a moment.

The elevator started running again, quickly picking up speed and moving smoothly without making any strange noises.

"you"

Wang Genquan wanted to say something, but in the end he shut up and fell silent.

The elevator ran for another three minutes, and a corridor appeared outside the elevator.

The fourth floor has arrived.

(End of this chapter)