Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Shen Jian just said calmly: "It's all here."

The facial muscles of other players trembled.

The gods are here.

The reason for your death is too casual.

They managed to survive until today, but they didn't want to die like this.

Qin Ze hurriedly explained at this time: "Everyone may not know that the dungeon master has an authority, which is to know all the movements in the dungeon at any time, especially foreign players, in the eyes of the dungeon master, they are living targets. The beginning of extinction."

Just listen.

The other players are desperate.

There is such a shameless authority.

Looking at the scene where morale was getting lower and lower, Qin Ze had a glimmer of hope for Shen Jian.

Shen Jian also told him about the dungeon master's ability to gain insight into the player's movements.

There is no information about this news inside Daxia Longque.

Because so far, no player has owned a large copy, so naturally he would not know such top-secret news.

But Shen Jian knew.

The meaning of this is different.

Qin Ze had some expectations in his heart.

He didn't ask Shen Jian to suppress the ghost principal, but only asked him to force him to retreat once.

Combined with the supernatural power of the six players present, they were able to force back the red-clothed ghost once. If they succeeded, they would become the first group of ghost hunters who had confronted the red-clothed ghost head-on.

There is no two in the limelight.

If you fail...

It's all over.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Heavy footsteps sounded.

All players were terrified.

Headmaster Ghost, here we come!

Chapter 147 In ancient times, there was a king of Yue who lay down his salary and tasted courage, but now there is a king of ghosts who hugs his head and bears it

sizzle...

In the silent stadium.

An extremely cold evil spirit spread rapidly.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

With the sound, the footsteps are like stepping on the hearts of the players. Every step is a test of the heart.

All players die.

The fear threshold has soared, surpassing the limits of normal people.

I just feel like my heart is going to jump out of my body.

crunch...

The lock turned.

A muffled voice sounded, and an old man with corpse spots on his face, hunched over and dressed in paper clothes pushed open the door.

A pair of white pupils glanced at the players.

Just one stop, the surrounding air began to drop rapidly, and the tremendous pressure made all the players present breathless.

What was even more frightening was that the moment they saw the ghost principal, everyone felt that their skulls were about to burst, and an inexplicable fear began to envelope them.

They all lowered their heads.

Because at a certain moment, they realized that if they stared at this ghost again, something bad would happen.

This is a kind of intuition for the supernatural.

None of the players who can survive until now is simple.

The ability to judge supernatural events is several times that of normal people.

They trust that intuition.

as predicted.

The moment the player lowered his head, two bodies appeared on the principal ghost.

Only one head protruded from the body.

The facial features are hollow, the complexion is hideous, and some vague outlines can be seen faintly.

These outlines are very similar to the players present.

The ghost principal is copying?

All players were shocked again and again.

Could this ghost make copies of them?

and then?

to replace?

Is this the horror of a red-clothed ghost?

It's too unbelievable.

At this moment.

Qin Ze also showed horror.

Faced with such a ghost who can't look directly, can they really win?

If they don't even dare to watch the opponent's position, then what can they win?

In such a panic.

Shen Jian watched with great interest the bodies that kept emerging from Principal Ghost.

That's his body.

The facial features are exactly the same.

And the upper body has already crawled out.

Facing his body, he showed a hideous and terrifying smile.

"You...damn it."

The Ghost Headmaster let out an old voice.

It was as if he hadn't spoken for more than ten years, and a corpse with a blocked throat was making a sound.

Creepy.

In order to cultivate a large-scale spiritual dungeon, he spent all his efforts and created the blood moon high school, which is famous in the world of horror. Among them, strange stories and legends are the most important.

It is his means of harvesting fear.

Now it was destroyed by a human being.

Let his efforts be in vain.

dead.

Must die.

This human must die.

The ghost headmaster became twisted.

The copy of "Shen Jian" on his body also crawled out completely.

with a snap.

fell to the ground.

Shen Jian: ...

Ghost principal:? ? ?

He was startled.

Why is that human being okay?

The moment the clone crawled out, the identities of the two should have been replaced.

This is the curse of death.

Once the psychic copy crawls out completely, it will replace the identity of the main body and become a carrier that lives in reality.

But now it fails.

Only one idiot crawled out.

"You can't be replaced?"

The ghost headmaster let out a voice of surprise.

He can even replace the vice principal of Blood Moon High School, but now he can't replace a human being, which is simply impossible in the horror world.

Even if human beings control the ghost puzzle, have some supernatural powers, and have the ability to fight against ghosts, but this kind of incomplete supernatural power is generally limited to below the red-clothed level.

At the red-clothed level, the so-called jigsaw puzzle of controlling the supernatural will only severely restrict their development.

After all, which incomplete ghost puzzle would dare to release supernatural power in front of a red-clothed ghost?

And this human being is a bit special.

"It's also related to the soul. You are also from the ghost town?"

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

He swung the mourning stick in his hand and rushed over.

Seeing the fighting posture of hooligans and hooligans, Principal Ghost sneered even in surprise.

What is the age.

Do you think the old man is powerless?

He is a ghost.

Since running Blood Moon High School, it is not the first time he has replaced humans. Among them, he has even replaced several professional fighting boxers.

Even without supernatural powers, he can kill a human with his bare hands.

Ok.

At least.

Before Shen Jian's stick fell.

The ghost headmaster still maintains his self-confidence.

But after the battle started.

This old man with rich fighting experience didn't even survive 30 seconds before being thrown to the ground. The confidence in his eyes had dissipated, replaced by fear on his face.

No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

And Shen Jian's strength and speed combined with the mourning stick, it's not just as simple as a kitchen knife, the ghost headmaster's rich fighting experience really played a role - when he ran away with his head in his arms, he could slow down the intensity of being beaten to the greatest extent.

But under the mourning stick, all ghosts are equal.

No matter how slow it down, the pain is still the same.

Shen Jian squatted down, with some surprise in his eyes.