Chapter 1145 Dark Night

"The reincarnated corpse has great power, and it is still a living thing, and it also needs to eat... This is not a shortcoming..."

Simon is very clear about this: "In modern society, once a corpse appears, or a dead corpse is resurrected, it will immediately lead to a severe investigation by the police station... But the reanimated corpse is different. If I let go of the restrictions, they will look like A group of mentally retarded or idiots... In any case, it is not death... A group of homeless people have become idiots, and the society will probably not notice it? After all, what difference does it make if a person is mentally retarded or not when they dig through trash cans for food? Easy to hide..."

Even, some high-level reincarnated corpses have been trained to look like tall and silent guards, which can save a lot of trouble.

"And...according to the voodoo scriptures, the reanimated corpse is very effective in resisting many curses and sorcery...because that kind of magic is only effective on the living, if I enslave the corpse to resist, it will only go through the corpse, It still works on me! And the reincarnated corpse can block it!"

Simon murmured excitedly, and took out the casting materials:

A piece of oatmeal bread, a handful of white salt, and several bottles and jars.

"I give power... to my servants!"

Simon began to chant the incantation, and under the flickering fire and moonlight, this scene was even more frightening.

He cut a piece of oatmeal bread and sprinkled it with white salt: "May the salt cleanse your soul, and may the crops strengthen your body..."

Immediately, Simon dropped a few drops of Datura flower juice on it, and forced it into the mouth of the homeless man in front of him. He kept chanting mantras, and massaged the other party's throat and other parts to ensure that the bread was swallowed.

After a while, the whole body of the cursed homeless man twitched violently, rolling his eyes non-stop.

"Darkness, I beg you, make my servant strong!"

"Darkness, I beg you, let my servant not fear pain!"

...

Under Nietzsche's horrified gaze, there was a crackling sound from the tramp's body, and he stood up, tearing the clothes on his upper body, revealing pale and strong muscles, a large number of blood vessels and muscles wriggling, looking very terrifying .

The entire camp suddenly became silent.

Only at this time did he realize that the people around him, no matter men or women, had passed out long ago, and he was the only one who was still awake.

Finally, the unbearable spell stopped, and the homeless man who fell to the ground had suddenly turned into a two-meter tall man with an expressionless face.

"Haha...my servant, I give you the name...Alanke!"

Seeing this scene, Simon couldn't help laughing.

In the voodoo ritual, being able to refine the reincarnated corpse alone is an important sign of getting started.

At this moment, he can already be regarded as a genuine voodoo wizard. This speed is simply unbelievable!

"I am indeed a genius in mysticism..."

Simon was thinking complacently, without even considering the possibility of the mastermind behind the scenes. At this moment, his eyes suddenly turned and fixed on Nietzsche.

"not good!"

Nietzsche subconsciously emptied his mind and closed his eyes.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Catch him, Alanke!"

Accompanied by Simon's cry, Nietzsche only felt that two iron tongs were firmly grasped on his shoulders, and he lifted himself up.

He opened his eyes, looked at Simon in front of him, and tried hard to make his paralyzed tongue make a sound.

"So you just woke up and haven't regained the ability to move? I think you are too high..." Simon put his finger on Nietzsche's neck, and the boy immediately found that he had regained his ability to speak: "We...are at Papa Javier's grocery store I met once..."

"Yes, I have a slight impression, but so what?" Simon clasped his hands and sneered.

"..." Nietzsche was speechless for a moment. Indeed, he had only met once, and he was not a student taught by the same teacher. The other party really had no reason to let him go.

"It's a pity..." Simon had a strange look on his face: "Being able to stay awake under my spell shows that you are also a person with 'talent', and maybe you can also become a wizard like me. It's a pity to have a reincarnated corpse..."

Nietzsche's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw hope.

"If you refine it into a 'wraith', it may be more suitable for someone with high spiritual power like you...Unfortunately, I don't have this ability yet..."

The next moment, what Simon said knocked Nietzsche into the abyss.

"so……"

Simon picked up a piece of baked bread: "Eat it!"

"Woohoo!"

Nietzsche gritted his teeth and resisted desperately.

"It's really... Alanke, break his mouth!"

Simon was furious, and gave orders to the reincarnated corpse, and the next moment, Nietzsche felt a huge force attack, opened his mouth, and stretched two fingers in. He gritted his teeth fiercely, but it felt as if he was biting on the tough On the rubber, the reanimated corpse on the opposite side showed no expression.

"Haha...this is fate!"

Seeing this scene, Simon smiled triumphantly: "When the opportunity comes, I firmly grasp it, so I have the strength... and you, you can only fall to the ground in humility..."

Nietzsche looked at the loaf that was getting closer and closer, tears welled up in his eyes.

He never thought before that his life would be ended in such a form.

Not being chased by those cultists to sacrifice, but in such a ridiculous way!

bang bang!

However, the next moment, Simon suddenly turned his head and looked at the darkness outside the camp: "Who is it?"

Nietzsche followed his gaze, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Dozens of scarlet eyes flickered in the darkness, kept approaching, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

There were more than a dozen ghouls with ferocious faces, half lying on the ground, like wild beasts, surrounding them.

"A ghoul? A ghoul that attacks homeless people!"

Nietzsche immediately understood what he said: "Are they responsible for the recent disappearance of homeless people?"

Obviously, a homeless camp is also a piece of fat for ghouls.

Tonight, they used this place as a hunting ground, which unexpectedly delayed Nietzsche's death.

crunch! crunch!

Some of them hunched over and walked upright, while others stood on all fours, like wild beasts. At this time, they entered the homeless camp and immediately started gnawing.

Those tramps who were still in a state of paralysis and drowsiness, without any resistance at all, became their food.

Blood splattered, internal organs flew everywhere, and the entire camp instantly became a slaughterhouse.

"Damn... this was originally my prey..."

Simon muttered angrily in a low voice, manipulating Alanke to keep backing away.

A few ghouls raised their heads, blood dripping from broken bones and viscera in their mouths, and slowly surrounded them.

Simon took a deep breath and recited the mantra:

"When lightning rolls and thunder rolls,

Calm me, give me courage,

When lightning flashes and thunder rolls,

Light from Vespers reassures me

Go away, evil ghoul, go with you..."

As expected, the ghouls stagnated, hesitated, and began to retreat slowly.

But more ghouls heard the movement and joined in together.

Nietzsche saw the cold sweat falling from Simon's forehead almost instantly.

Obviously, with Simon's superficial knowledge of protection spells, it's okay to deal with one or two ghouls, and no amount of them will be enough.

More than a dozen ghouls kept approaching and being forced back, and Simon's face became paler and paler.

Seeing this, Simon didn't dare to stop the spell in his mouth for a moment, knowing that as soon as he stopped, he would be torn to pieces immediately, and a reincarnated corpse would not be able to save him at all.

And if this stalemate continues, he will definitely be the first to lose due to lack of physical strength in the end.

The scene has almost reached a dead end!

Looking at this scene, Nietzsche was also very nervous.

Being surrounded by a dozen ghouls was much more exciting than being surrounded by a dozen tigers, and he could see Simon's helplessness.

I don't know how long it has passed, Simon's voice is getting deeper and deeper, and the ghouls are getting closer. Nietzsche can almost clearly see mucus dripping from their bright red tongues and falling to the ground.

boom!

The gunshot rang out!

A ghoul fell down, its head exploded, and black and red blood flowed out.

bang bang!

Gunshots sounded one after another, and those ghouls seemed to have been greatly frightened, and fled in all directions at a very fast speed, disappearing into the darkness.

"Are you all right?"

Two figures rushed out, it was the second-level investigator Ryan, and the trainee inspector Vivienne.

"You protect the scene, I'll chase after it!"

Ryan was fast, rushing into the darkness, and a few gunshots could be heard from time to time.

And Vivian stared at Nietzsche suspiciously: "It's you again?! And you, who are you? Don't deny it, I saw your stalemate with those monsters!"

‘So she only saw the last point? '

Nietzsche thought to himself.

Simon's eyes revealed a fierce light, and he glanced at Alanke next to him.

'No, he wants to attack Miss Vivienne with a reincarnated corpse, and escapes while he is here! ’ Nietzsche grasped this idea accurately, and he was about to speak out to warn.

"A Extraordinary, wild!"

A deep voice sounded from the side, and it was Ryan who went back and forth, squatting in front of the ghoul's corpse and carefully inspecting something.

Seeing this scene, Simon seemed to have weighed the pros and cons, and did not continue to take risks.

"Extraordinary, and this monster? What the hell is it?"

Vivian's face was pale and she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, this is the job of our Federal Bureau of Investigation!" Ryan used a pair of tweezers to pinch a silver bullet out of the ghoul's head: "That wild Extraordinary over there, I declare that you have been conscripted ! Ready to hunt down ghouls with me!"

"This... is really a ghoul!"

Vivienne spoke incoherently: "How is this possible? I mean...how could they be operating in Kimbert City openly?"

"It's very simple, through the sewer pipe, I chased there just now... And, planted a tracker on a ghoul's leg..."

Ryan raised his head and smiled brightly: "The next step is to clean up their nests in one fell swoop!"