Chapter 384 Iron Pot, Treasure of Rules
This time, the law enforcement ghost Lei Nan Zhenwang and others did not appear again, as if they knew nothing.
At this time, in the City Lord's Mansion, all the law enforcement ghosts were choking their teeth. One of the strong men couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Boss, can we put on ordinary clothes and blend in with the ghosts? No one will notice us."
Their attitude is obvious.
Since those myths are willing to provoke the devil, I will give you a chance!
Our law enforcement team will not pay any attention to it and will not go there at all. Life or death has nothing to do with Mian Ghost City!
But the ghosts in the law enforcement team also had emotions. They were scratching their heads curiously about the battle outside and wanted to go and watch, but they were all stopped by King Lei Nan.
"Many of the buildings in the city are made of God-avoiding Stone. With our strength, we can't spy very far."
"Boss, aren't you curious? Why don't you just take out that mirror?"
A group of law enforcement ghosts spoke up.
King Lei Nan glanced at the ghosts, and finally said with a sudden smile: "Forget it, then take it out. Remember, you can only look at it, not touch it."
The ghosts nodded repeatedly. They all knew that the mirror was an extremely magical object and was extremely precious to King Lei Nan. It was already very rare to be able to take it out and use it for spying, so they naturally would not offer any further opinions.
Upon seeing this, King Lei Nan stopped being shy and took out a mirror from his body.
The mirror has a silver frame with , and it looks like a handheld mirror for a married woman.
In the mirror, Lin Chen 's figure emerged, and the entire street appeared in the mirror, extremely clear.
“It’s started. It’s started.”
…
The whole city is watching this battle.
Lin Chen walked along the street towards the inside.
Lin Chen was very powerful, and ghosts made way for him wherever he went.
Even though his pace was not fast, the ghosts still seemed a little panicked. They didn't want to get too close for fear of getting affected, but they also didn't want to be too far away for fear of missing the best position to watch.
When it comes to joining in the fun, ghosts and humans are surprisingly similar.
"Master Ye, a few of them have also deliberately slandered you behind your back." Shen pointed out.
"good!"
Lin Chen sneered and stretched out his hand. Unparalleled ghost power exploded and wreaked havoc in the field.
The ghosts' faces turned pale and their hearts began to beat fast.
"What a terrifying ghost power!"
“Is this still the ghost power of a first-level ghost king? The quality of this ghost power is comparable to that of a mythical being who has condensed ghost power for many years!”
"As expected of a troublemaker!"
The ghosts exclaimed. Under this ghost power, they actually felt as if their whole bodies were being baptized by ghost power, and it was icy cold to the bone.
In fact, the explosion of ghost power was only for a moment. As soon as it appeared, the thick ghost power formed several huge ghost claws and slapped towards the ghosts that Shen was pointing at.
"not good!"
"Misunderstanding, you bastard, we didn't..."
“Damn it!”
Several ghosts reacted differently. They retreated violently at the first moment. However, their speed was no match for the speed of the ghost claws. Before they could escape far, they were all knocked to the ground by the ghost claws, and the ghosts were caught back like dead dogs.
These ghosts had already fainted, and Lin Chen had no intention of talking to them, so he simply sucked the ghosts into the iron pot.
Keep moving forward.
He had already sensed that at the end of the street, there were ten extremely powerful ghost power fluctuations.
That kind of ghost power far exceeds that of ordinary ghost kings, but not as good as that of the palace.
He is more powerful than veteran ghost kings like King Yan and King Mu.
“Is this what they call a myth?”
Lin Chen was very calm.
The legend of the Ghost King meant nothing to him.
Mythology is a stage that can only be achieved by top-level forces through cultivation of secret techniques.
Once upon a time, King Mu, who was invincible in front of Lin Chen, had always aspired to become a legend.
King Mu is very talented and powerful, but precisely because he is not a true underworld being and his bloodline is impure, he strives to build achievements in Banjie Mountain and become a legend in Yinyue Imperial Capital.
Lin Chen didn't know all this, but even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously. He is no longer the same person he used to be. Now, he has surpassed King Mu by far. Even King Mu's goal in life is nothing compared to Lin Chen.
As they took a step forward, some ghosts who once had dark thoughts about Lin Chen saw that the situation was not good and began to retreat quietly.
However, they soon discovered that there was an invisible space barrier surrounding the place, and it seemed that no one could leave without Lin Chen's consent.
"Master Ye, there are several of them over there." Shen pointed, and his finger at this moment was like the scythe of the god of death. All the ghosts were terrified, fearing that it would fall on their heads.
And every time Shen gave instructions, a ghost was caught by Lin Chen, pressed to the ground, and successfully put into the iron pot.
Among them, the weak ones include evil gods and ghost kings, and the strong ones include ghost monarchs. Along the way, Lin Chen has gained a lot, and his momentum continues to increase with his progress.
"The Hunshi Ghost is too strong! Among those ghosts, there are ghost kings, and some of them have made a name for themselves in the outside world. But in front of the Hunshi Ghost, they are like nobody and are killed with a single iron pot."
"What is that iron pot? It looks like a demon that devours ghosts. Is it a powerful ghost weapon? Why have I never heard of it before?"
“It looks ordinary, but I feel that it contains unimaginable terrifying power!”
The ghosts noticed the iron pot. In fact, a few days ago, many ghosts in the city were talking about this matter.
Everyone thought that this iron pot was a treasure with extraordinary power, even comparable to Chen's pink sack.
This is a direction that must be discussed.
In addition to the conflict between mythology and the mischievous ghost, the conflict between the mischievous ghost Night and the human Morning is the most likely to cause discussion.
The two men, one a man and one a ghost, both of whom have unprecedented strength, talent and potential, are indeed easy to compare.
Moreover, in the horror world, some ghosts believe that the horror world is like the opposite of the blue planet. In their theory, morning and night are natural rivals, human heroes and ghost heroes, just like their names, representing light and darkness.
"Have you ever heard of the Treasure of Rules?"
At this time, a male ghost in the ghost group spoke with a serious expression.
"The treasure of rules? What is that?"
"That should be it. This kid is really extraordinary. He even has the treasure of rules."
There was a ghost whispering with a tone of amazement. This was a palace master. He mingled among the ghosts and was very low-key. No ghost had ever noticed him.
It was only when he spoke at this moment that the ghosts around him subconsciously glanced at him and were frightened on the spot.
"Black... Blackwood Hall, Black Forest Hall!"
The hall that was speaking was Hei Mu. Next to him stood another hall, who was dressed and looked very similar to him. It was Hei Lin.
“It turned out to be the two halls of Heimu and Heilin. Their hiding ability is quite strong. If they hadn’t spoken actively, I wouldn’t have noticed them!”
"These two were once mythical ghost kings. When they joined forces, they were invincible. How can their methods be compared or imagined by us?"
"Aren't they building a ghost power room? Why are they here?"
"The Hunshi Ghost has caused such a big disturbance, and is about to fight the myth, so it is normal to attract him."
The ghosts were talking in low voices. Actually, many ghosts had already seen some "familiar-looking" ghosts also mixed in with the ghost group. Although their ghost powers were not obvious, their strengths were definitely far greater than most of the ghosts present.
Several ghost kings with stronger ghost power and who were themselves from Crown Ghost City took the initiative to speak: "Lord Hei Mu, what is the treasure of rules? Why haven't we heard of it before?"
"You are too low-level, so it's normal that you don't know. This thing is too rare. If the iron pot in this kid's hand is really a treasure of rules, even us brothers can't help but covet it."
"In fact, there are more in the other three continents. We do have less here. This thing is produced in a copy. So it can be regarded as the master of a copy."
The two ghosts Kuroki and Kurorin said.
"What?"
"What he is holding in his hand is a copy master?"
"How is this possible?"
The ghosts were suddenly shocked and couldn't believe it.
Lin Chen also heard what the two Kuroki ghosts said, and he was immediately certain that the iron pot in his hand was most likely the treasure of rules they were talking about.
After all, this iron pot came from a dungeon, so he could be considered a dungeon boss.
Even when he is outside, as long as he holds the iron pot, he can be amplified by the rules of the iron pot, and his ghost power and strength will continue to flow, and he even has the function of immortality. Of course, this effect of immortality is much worse than that in the copy.
After all, it needs to be connected to the iron pot and cannot be released. Moreover, the recovery speed will be slower.
"It shouldn't be wrong. I used my spiritual power to feel it, and there is indeed the power of rules emanating from it. And it is different from the copy buildings rewarded by the game. It can be moved at will, and the source of the rules is very strong. It is not as superficial as ordinary buildings. Once it is used up, it will become an ordinary thing." A red light flashed in Hei Mu's eyes, and then he spoke.
"The formation of this thing is very demanding, but once it is formed it is a treasure. It has the ability to devour ghosts and can grow. Tsk tsk, in the entire Mian Gui City, I heard that the great elder and the city lord each have one. Oh, and Lei Nan also has one." Hei Lin couldn't help but sigh.
"Can it devour ghosts and grow?"
“It’s so amazing!”
"He has a copy master in his hand, so won't that mean he can be infinitely amplified? The Ghost of Chaos is already powerful, and with the Rule Treasure, won't he be even more powerful!"
The ghosts were both horrified and envious. Some of them even had extremely greedy lights flashing in their eyes. This was the nature of ghosts, they were bloodthirsty and greedy. If Lin Chen was not so powerful and this was not the Crown Ghost City, they would have rushed over long ago.
Lin Chen noticed these strange looks, turned his face away, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a suggestive sneer.
He is not afraid of these ghosts having ideas, but he is afraid of these ghosts having no ideas.
As for the iron pot, what Hei Mu said was basically very appropriate, and Lin Chen also believed that this was the origin of the iron pot.
However, he didn't care too much. To him, as long as the iron pot could be used, it was enough.
The street was very long, and as Lin Chen walked along, he found dozens of ghosts.
Lin Chen did not let go of any of those guys who were hostile to him and secretly instigated undercurrents.
It’s not that he is stingy. He would rather catch the ghosts that come to his door than not. These ghosts are all related to those myths.
The fact that the ghosts he had captured had not spoken yet had already proven that these ghosts were not innocent, and that the myths behind them did not care about their life or death.
Finally, Lin Chen arrived at the end of the street, and the ghosts behind him followed closely, obviously not wanting to miss the next big show.
In front of us is a three-story building with a good height. Although the internal structure only has three floors, the total height is thirty meters.
At this moment, there were ten figures standing there.
Their aura is powerful, far beyond that of ordinary ghost kings.
It seems like he has reached the limit of the Ghost King's realm.
Their figures could only be seen in rough outline under the light and shadow, some were rough, some were slender. They stood on the roof like gods and demons, and just standing there gave the ghosts a strong sense of oppression.
They all had fighting spirit, including the burly Dangzhong, the slender Mingjian, the mist-shrouded Youchen, the skinny boy and a man full of sharp aura.
These five are top-level myths who have clearly expressed hostility towards Lin Chen, and their aura is extremely powerful.
The other five have also been clamoring to fight with Lin Chen, but they are slightly inferior to the first five. However, compared with ordinary ghost kings, they can also be called the strongest.
The ten ghost kings were full of momentum. Even though they saw Lin Chen's actions on the street, they still did not break their will to fight.
They stood on the roof, as if they had been looking forward to it for a long time.
