Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 107 Blood with Life (Third Update, Please Vote)

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Han Su did not understand the meaning of the sentence, and it was not even the sentence that echoed in his mind.

Imprisoned in his mind was a language he couldn't understand at all.

In that moment of mental turmoil, when anger and will were on the verge of their limits yet subtly intertwined, he suddenly spoke the words that had been imprisoned in his mind for ten years.

Thus, the words emanating from the ancient castle, along with Han Su's will, entered reality.

The words, though spoken, did not immediately vanish into the space, but instead echoed within the thick fog.

What followed was excruciating pain in my left hand.

This pain was greater than any I had ever experienced before; it was so intense that it could shake my nerve reflexes.

He hurriedly looked down and saw that a cross-shaped scar had actually appeared on the back of his left hand, as if something was surging and crawling inside, eager to enter reality.

That is……

……copper?

Han Su's forehead was already soaked with cold sweat as he looked at the scar on the back of his hand, which had been torn apart by the force inside.

The scar was torn open, and it should have bled, but what he saw was a bright bronze color.

At the same time, the ghost truck finally managed to shake off Han Su and was eager to escape reality. But just as its weak engine roared and was about to disappear along with the spreading fog, the surrounding barriers came into play.

Those came from three directions: the Doctor, Black Tiger, and Miss Crow. The three of them were positioned closer to Han Su, forming the internal blocking positions, while the six positions outside formed the external blocking positions.

If there is an external force, then the outside will make contact first; if there is an internal force eager to leave, then it is these three.

So, their faces turned ashen, and they hastily recited the incantation:
What you think is the boundary.

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It must be said that their incantations were rather mediocre, considering that neither of them had received training in mysterious powers and the other was a poor student.

But in this area where mysterious forces intertwine, reciting it aloud does have some effect.

Although this usually doesn't seem to be of much use, it had a huge deterrent effect on the ghost truck, which was already extremely weak. It was furious but couldn't be fierce, and its escape speed slowed down by half a beat. Then it heard the words spoken by Han Su.

The will of bronze lives on forever in the world's reflection!

The words themselves seemed to possess an invisible power, and all the ghosts in the thick fog seemed to be cursed by something, kneeling painfully on the ground as if in an ancient form of worship, their forms dissolving.

"Woo..."

An invisible fear drove the ghost truck to fight desperately; it couldn't escape, yet staying only intensified its terror.

It abruptly turned around, its headlights emitting a blinding light, as if it had used all its strength to hurtle straight towards Han Su on the highway, accompanied by endless thick fog, eerie light and shadow, and surreal power.

Even in its extreme weakness, its desperate charge was still terrifying.

"Old Han..."

Seeing this, Xu Ji was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he instinctively rushed over.

As the thick fog dissipated, his shout carried far and wide.

"Back off!"

But the answer that followed him was Han Su suddenly raising his head.

Facing the crazed and deformed ghost truck, he struggled to lift his left hand.

weight!
My left hand felt unusually heavy.

That's because as the scar ruptured, more and more copper-colored blood gushed out, covering his entire left hand. This copper was unusually heavy, making his left hand feel as if it weighed hundreds of pounds, requiring all his willpower to lift it.

But facing the truck's frenzied charge, Han Su unleashed an unprecedented frenzy and power.

He clenched his left hand tightly and slammed it down on the ghost truck.

He used his fists, covered in bronze-colored blood, to clash head-on with the steel monster that weighed nearly twenty tons.

"laugh!"

A powerful and impactful scene appeared before Xu Ji's eyes.

He watched as the truck hurtled towards Han Su, who threw a punch. In his mind, he imagined Han Su being knocked away or crushed under the wheels, but in reality, Han Su's punch smashed through the front of the ghost truck.

The entire arm was inserted into the ghost truck's body.

Han Su felt his palm touch something that was pulsating, and then grasped it without hesitation.

The ghost truck emitted a trembling wail. The moment its heart was seized, it lost all momentum and became unreal, unable to use its remaining strength to crush Han Su under its wheels.

All that remained was an instinctive fear, which made it struggle and tremble.

The deformed and shriveled headlights had all become dim.

At this moment, Han Su's eyes emitted an eerie bronze light.

He gripped the heart tightly, copper-colored blood seeping from the back of his left hand. At that moment, the blood seemed to come alive, eerily seeping, spreading, and covering, starting from the heart and entering every inch of its space.

The ghost truck's struggles were utterly futile against the copper-colored blood seeping from the back of Han Su's hand.

……

……

"What happened?"

Meanwhile, chaos reigned at all the blocking points. One blocking point had been almost completely wiped out, and everyone else knew that the mission was probably lost forever.

But then, the mirror-like reflections that appeared in the air filled them with fear.

Are those people of high rank engaging in a magical duel?
The situation escalated to an incomprehensible degree. In the midst of the chaos, they only realized what was happening when a faint shout suddenly came from below. The thick fog below had begun to dissipate.

Secretary Cui Qiao scanned her surroundings, realizing that a mysterious person had intervened and stopped the intrusion. In a way, this person had also indirectly saved her life.

However, the other party was of too high a position and the power system was too mysterious, so she could not find that person. She only knew that something had happened down below, so she did not wait any longer. She quickly got into the car, stepped on the gas, and the heavy armored vehicle crashed through the guardrail and drove into the thick fog.

Just as we drove down a hill, a person suddenly appeared in front of the car.

Black Tiger said coldly, "No one is allowed to pass!"

Secretary Cui Qiao was both amused and exasperated. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw another figure riding a motorcycle down the road.

……

……

'My blood seems to have come alive?'

'No, it's the blood seeping from the back of my left hand that has come to life. It's no longer blood, but some kind of copper-like substance?'

Feeling the "heart" of the ghost truck in his palm, Han Su had a strange sensation.

He could feel his blood still seeping from the back of his left hand, and the seeping blood seemed to instinctively cover every inch of the ghost truck.

It's both overwriting and repairing.

The core of the ghost truck, which had just been severely damaged, was gradually recovering as it was covered by the copper-colored blood.

The Dead Sea Spear destroyed its core anchor, severely damaging it. But now, with copper formed from Han Su's blood, a new anchor is being built for it, making it more stable in reality.

With the core repaired, even its deformed and shriveled front end is now gradually expanding, like it's being inflated.

Various broken and old parts and mechanical fragments began to fall off its body, piling up on the ground, just like a creature undergoing evolution, shedding its old core and welcoming a new life.

Its main body is now larger than before, with the front of the vehicle reaching a height of 8 meters. Its metallic luster is even more dazzling, and it exudes a more imposing aura than before. The flesh and blood tissue at various joints on the vehicle body are now reinforced by a copper-colored substance.

Han Su actually sensed its presence and its will through the blood flowing from the back of his left hand.

I could feel its struggle, and I could also feel that the extent of its struggle was getting smaller and smaller.

Until complete surrender.

I could even feel its trembling at that moment, and its somewhat ingratiating will.

"The ghost truck has been captured?"

Han Su stared in astonishment at the ghost truck up close, his left hand still gripping the truck's heart.

The car lights flashed, as if winking ingratiatingly.

The feeling that I could communicate with it through my spirit became even stronger.

Han Su could sense its feelings, and even had an intuitive understanding:
I can command it!
You could even let it crash into a mountain or a person, sink itself into the lake, and never appear again.

"Back off!"

Han Su slowly stood up and spoke in a low voice.

The hand that had been inserted into the core of the ghost truck slowly released and withdrew little by little.

The ghost truck suddenly and gently retreated, moving to a position two or three meters away from Han Su. The large hole in front of the truck began to be filled with strange bronze-colored metal, the headlights became brighter and brighter, and even the truck bed was swaying slightly.

With a "click," half a piece of scrap metal was spat out; it was the Dead Sea Nail that it had just eaten.

"Oh my God……"

Xu Ji, standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded: "I actually saw a truck wagging its tail at you?"

Han Su also noticed that the ghost truck was indeed shaking its rear end.

The posture wasn't flattering.

The key point is that I only ordered it to reverse, but the car's rear end was swaying on its own...

It seems its own will has not been completely extinguished...

An unexpected thrill gently surfaced in his mind: "Perhaps, between destroying and sealing this truck, I have found a third option?"

"It looks like this report won't be easy to write..."

Just as Han Su was watching all this in surprise, and even vaguely noticed that the voice that had been echoing in his head had disappeared, he was overjoyed, but then he suddenly heard the roar of an engine.

"Ok?"

Han Su suddenly turned around, and in the next moment, he quickly waved his hand.

The ghost truck immediately received his command, its wheels turned backward, and the entire vehicle retreated into the surrounding fog.

It disappeared along with the dissipation of the thick fog, retreating into the deepest recesses of reality without leaving a trace.

The next moment, two blinding lights suddenly appeared and descended from the sky. A figure riding a motorcycle passed directly through the thick fog and arrived in the air. A person wearing a cat-face mask turned the handlebars and stood upright on one leg.

His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the pile of wreckage left behind by the ghost truck's transformation. He chuckled, "I thought something had happened..."

"Looks like everything's going well..."

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