I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

"Here, your favorite potato chips."

After killing the female corpse again, Chen Jiajun threw a bag of potato chips into the corner.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't see the female corpse picking it up. It seemed that she was quite resentful towards him.

Eat as much as you like!

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, accompanied by a series of "clicking" sounds, the female corpse suddenly floated in front of him.

"Are you itchy?" Chen Jiajun asked, and his eyes turned into black holes without hesitation.

A strange scene——

This time the female corpse was not sucked into the black hole, and the surrounding energy walls all gathered and connected to her body.

According to the system's feedback, the energy index of the creature in front of him was rising steadily, reaching the level of 100,000 in just a moment.

As the energy was extracted, the entire house began to shake and collapse, and the walls turned into dust and fell.

I originally thought that a war was inevitable——

Just as he was about to increase his own Force to the level of 100,000, or directly use the 100,000-level illusion of death well, he saw the body of the female corpse gradually become ethereal.

"I hate you."

Following these words, his figure completely faded and disappeared.

[A huge amount of residual energy has been detected and is being converted into Dragon Soul Coins——]

The Dragon Soul Coin inventory, which originally only had a few thousand or so, was rapidly increasing to two thousand, three thousand, and four thousand...

Out of sight, the chickens in the swamp forest and the centipedes at the entrance to the well all turned into human figures, turning into dust in time and space like quicksand.

The reason why the monster core did not drop: It is obvious that the energy of the entire underground world is concentrated in this house which can be regarded as the central axis and core.

Now, with the room collapsing and the energy dissipating, the soul at the bottom of the well naturally can no longer be maintained.

Among them, dozens of soul shadows transformed from chickens flew towards him and bowed in unison:

"Xinghuo City Demon Hunting Team, Zhou Liang, Yang Meng, Wang Bo, Zhang He, Zhong Dao, He Xue... Thank you, sir, for eliminating the strangeness and keeping Xinghuo City safe."

As they spoke, their bodies gradually dissipated.

Chen Jiajun took out the Zhou Liang Notebook, which was emitting strange odors, from the space and used the Force to sustain the bodies of these people. "Perhaps you can continue to exist."

The century-old notebook in his hand was faintly excited and was already transforming into a strange weapon.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you sir!"

The members of the Demon Hunting Team turned into streams of light and entered the automatically opened notebooks... corresponding name runes popped up one by one.

Until all are entered, the notebook automatically records:

In the autumn of the 150th year of the Weird Chronicle, 'Mr.' defeated the strange creature in the ominous house No. 004 and protected us, the demon hunters of Spark City who had been injured for nearly a hundred years.

To be continued...

Close the notebook!

A new artifact, or rather a holy artifact, was born. Compared to the artifact that had serious side effects, the side effects of the notebook in his hand were only:

Aside from the half-creator himself, only the members of the Spark Demon Hunters can use it.

It can be said that there are no side effects!!

The ability is: to use the power and special abilities of the demon hunters in these books, and to increase the energy limit comparable to the "God-Suppressing Talisman".

For ordinary demon hunters, there are suddenly countless abilities that can be used and borrowed, and the combat power can be raised to more than 10,000 energy levels, which is naturally extremely useful.

For me, the little bit of power I borrowed was insignificant and not very useful.

The biggest gain, besides the greatly increased Dragon Soul Coins, is: The Death Well Technique.

The two core elements of this true illusion are:

1. Absolute confinement, not only in time and space, but also in the ability to absorb energy from the outside world.

2. Continuously consume his energy by injuring or killing him. When his energy is exhausted, you can kill him completely.

Even a female corpse, now free from the immortality of the "drawing a circle as a prison" mechanism, cannot withstand a death well of 100,000 magnitude.

It's a pity that he ran away. If we meet again...

In the interval of thinking, the voices of a large number of disappearing wandering souls came to my ears:

"Please save us."

"We still want to live, just like them just now."

"Be a good person and help us."

Most of the people who speak are transformed from centipedes, and they are figures that had a lot of negative energy in their previous lives.

"Sorry." Chen Jiajun shook his head.

The demon hunters just now had a deep, century-long bond with the notebook, already living within it, and were users of special abilities themselves—

It is not solely their own strength that keeps them alive; their dedication and obsession for humanity are equally important.

And these ordinary people before us obviously cannot escape the laws of life and death in this world.

Seeing rejection——

These people's faces turned ferocious and they began to curse:

"You clearly have the ability to do it, yet you callously watched us disappear. You vicious demon hunter, you shall not die a good death."

"I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be such a bad person. Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."

"Bah! Grandma, I could have survived, it's all your fault, you devil. You killed me, you beast..."

"Die, Demon Hunter..."

As some figures disappeared, they tried to pounce with their fangs and claws, but they were only touched by a layer of black flames.

Then he howled in the flames of pain and turned into dust.

There were also couples with children, teachers with students, old people and young people... They came over and bowed respectfully:

"Thank you, sir, for setting us free."

"Mr. Demon Hunter, I fell down on my own. Before I was on the verge of death, only 'she' came to see me. Shui Ling is actually a pitiful person." Aunt Li from Building 3, Fulin Lane said with a sigh.

"But killing is a strange instinct." The teacher had a different opinion. "Can she control her instincts and stop killing? But that's not what we need to consider."

"Finally, I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

"I wish you good luck in martial arts, sir!"

As the house completely collapsed, all the energy was converted and the figures around it completely disappeared.

Dragon Soul Coin system inventory: nearly 9900 pieces.

If we include those pure energy cores, the combat power can be increased to millions.

After the female corpse broke through the prison, it could only take away about 100,000 normal energy, and the rest was taken away by this person -

He was also her ancestor who taught her how to fight and understand the evil of human nature.

If I see him next time, he is a treacherous person and I will kill him after all... I will make a decision based on the situation then.

The moment the energy barrier completely dissipated, the surrounding scene became desolate, with only a few collapsed houses in sight. This was a dilapidated village.

After all, Jing Village is a village that was built a hundred years ago and has long been uninhabited.

……

At this time, Xinghuo City was reduced to wasteland as the house at No. 4 Fulin Lane collapsed, and a female ghost in white with gouges and blood on her cheeks walked out of the smoke and dust.

The demon hunters were facing a formidable enemy, their hands holding their weapons trembling slightly.

Fortunately, this "He" did not transform into a huge and strange form, so that people would not become monsters when they saw him.

In our sight, he stopped there for a moment, and the next moment, the gouging marks and bloodshot on his face all disappeared in an instant, making it feel a little less terrifying.

stomping on...

He took another step forward, not knowing where to go.

(When in doubt, ask the spring breeze first. The spring breeze remains silent. I will only update one chapter today, leaving some time to ponder.)