Chapter 149 National Destiny: The Evil Cultivator’s Playground 37
In the Hongyue neighborhood, the ghost couple and the ghost reporters had quietly gathered fifty or sixty people, and they surrounded the crematorium in batches. The moonlight was like blood, and the ghostly figures looked particularly strange. They approached silently, as if even the wind held its breath, unwilling to disturb the upcoming battle.
The ghost who was the owner of the crematorium was sleeping in the dark, but was suddenly awakened by the noise. He felt an unprecedented threat and walked out of the gate of the crematorium slowly with dozens of paper figures. He stood in the moonlight, looking at the group of uninvited guests in front of him, with doubt and anger flashing in his eyes.
"Why are you here?" The voice of the museum owner ghost was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell. His eyes moved back and forth between the ghost couple and the ghost reporter, trying to find out the real reason for the attack.
The ghost reporter came forward with a strange smile on his face. He cleared his throat and began to use his eloquent words to try to persuade the owner ghost.
"Master Museum Master, you have seen the strength of our Hongyue Community. Now, the entire Xia Kingdom is under our control. If you join us, you can not only keep this crematorium, but also get more resources and power. Why not?" The ghost reporter's voice was full of temptation, as if painting a beautiful future for the museum master ghost.
However, the owner of the museum was unmoved. He looked at the ghost reporter coldly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.
"My crematorium is unique and does not need to rely on anyone. Although your Hongyue Community is strong, my crematorium is not a lamb to be slaughtered. If you want to take it by force, don't blame me for being rude!" The voice of the ghost owner was full of firmness and determination.
Seeing the ghost master was so determined, the ghost reporter stopped talking nonsense. He waved his hand, signaling the ghosts behind him to start attacking. For a moment, the entire crematorium fell into chaos.
The paper people rushed forward and started a fierce battle with the ghosts in the Red Moon Community. They waved their claws, spit out flames, or released cold air. The scene was extremely tragic. The owner of the museum personally fought with the ghost reporter. The two figures crossed in the moonlight, and every collision made a deafening sound.
The noise inside the crematorium became louder and louder, even reaching the other end of the crematorium. Zhu Lili, Qian Zhe, and the new player all heard the screams and fighting outside. They looked at each other, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.
"This...what's going on? Why did a fight suddenly break out outside?" asked the new player in a trembling voice.
Zhu Lili and Qian Zhe were also bewildered. Although they had experienced many supernatural events, this was the first time they had seen a large-scale battle like this. Zhu Lili took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm.
"We have to find a way to go out and see what's going on." Although Zhu Lili's voice was a little trembling, it was full of determination.
However, just as they were about to leave the crematorium, they suddenly heard a voice coming from the door.
"Don't go out! It's very dangerous outside!" The voice seemed familiar, as if it was the ghost who had transported the corpse to them before.
The three of them turned around and saw a figure walking in from the door. It was the paper man, his face was pale and there were some scars on his body.
"You...why are you here?" Zhu Lili asked in surprise.
The paper man gave a bitter smile and said, "I originally came here to bring you a new corpse. But I didn't expect a fight to suddenly break out outside. I... I almost didn't make it back."
"So what exactly happened outside?" Qian Zhe asked anxiously.
The paper figurine took a deep breath and said slowly, "It was the ghost couple and the ghost reporter from Hongyue Community who brought people to attack our crematorium. The owner of the museum has already gone out to fight them personally. But...but they are very powerful, and I'm afraid our crematorium can't resist them."
Hearing this news, the faces of the three people became solemn. They knew that if the crematorium was really occupied by the Red Moon Community, their situation would become very dangerous.
"So what should we do?" the new player asked nervously.
Zhu Lili pondered for a moment, then said: "We have to find a way to go out and help. But...but we don't know what the situation is like outside yet. So we have to be careful."
Zhu Lili frowned, with a determined light in her eyes. She turned to look at Qian Zhe and the new player, and said seriously, "You two should hide first and keep quiet. I'll go outside to check the situation."
Qian Zhe and the new player looked at each other, obviously shocked by Zhu Lili's decision. But they also knew that in this situation, people who can have their own opinions are often more likely to lead them out of trouble.
"Okay, we'll listen to you." Qian Zhe took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
The paper figure seemed to sense Zhu Lili's determination. He bowed slightly, and his figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared into the air. Perhaps, as he said, he was going to fight.
Zhu Lili carefully hid behind various buildings and slowly approached the battlefield. Her heartbeat accelerated, but her eyes were extremely firm. She knew that she could not retreat, because every decision she made could affect the fate of the entire Xia Kingdom.
As she gradually approached the battlefield, the screams and sounds of fighting became clearer and clearer. She saw that the originally quiet paper figures had now turned into fierce warriors, fighting a desperate battle with the ghosts in the Red Moon Community. The battle between the museum owner ghost and the ghost reporter was even more intense. The figures of the two crossed in the moonlight, and every collision seemed to tear the space apart.
Zhu Lili was shocked. She had never thought that these seemingly harmless paper figures could actually have such a strong fighting power. And the ghost owner of the museum did not retreat in the face of the siege of the Red Moon Community. Instead, he became more and more courageous, as if he wanted to vent all his anger.
However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not resist the powerful offensive of the Red Moon Community. Zhu Lili saw that the buildings of the crematorium were constantly being destroyed, and the paper figures were constantly falling down.
At this moment, she suddenly heard a voice coming from the center of the battlefield: "If you don't retreat, don't blame me for being rude!"
Zhu Lili looked in the direction of the sound and saw the owner of the hall wielding a huge sickle, splitting a ghost from the Red Moon Community in half. His face was full of anger and determination, as if he wanted to destroy all the enemies here.
However, the ghosts in Hongyue Community did not seem to be afraid. They continued to rush forward, trying to surround the owner ghost. The ghost reporter stood aside, watching all this coldly, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.