Chapter 058 Entering Entering
There is still half an hour left before the gates of the underworld close.
The ghostly aura in the entire city is becoming more and more intense, and countless ghosts are ready to move.
Although the weather was clearly that of July or August, people walking on the street inexplicably felt the chill of October.
"We can't go on like this, let's charge together!"
Some ghosts found the ghost messengers difficult to deal with, so they simply teamed up with their companions nearby.
Four or five, or eight or nine gathered together.
Then they rushed out together.
Even if they were stopped by the ghost messengers, they could at least succeed one or two times in the chaos.
"Hahaha, let me see what you guys are going to do now!"
There was laughter from the group of goblins.
Laughter echoed in the air.
The next second, a giant hand made of ghost energy appeared from above.
He aimed at that group of ghosts and fanned them.
Snapped--!
Seven or eight ghosts were slapped against the wall.
Then he slowly slid down and collapsed to the ground.
I saw that the first-class ghost messenger was still standing above the entire city area, without moving a step.
He put one hand behind his back and looked down at the entire scene from above.
Under his feet was a thick vortex of ghost energy.
From the moment he first appeared in the world, his ghostly aura was released.
It permeated the sky over the entire city.
At this time, the ghosts were becoming more and more crazy.
The ghost energy under his feet became more and more dense, almost forming a ghost energy barrier above the entire urban area.
If people walking on the street could see it, they would notice it.
When I looked up, I no longer saw the sky.
Instead, it was a rolling black sea of clouds.
It seemed that something would rush out from inside at the next moment.
"Fuck, why do I feel like the world is ending?"
"666 is worthy of being the leader of the entire team. Every move he makes is a big one."
"I was so scared when that ghost hand appeared just now!"
"Same here. Since I started following this livestream, I've been changing my pants more often."
People on the street couldn’t see it, but the viewers in the live broadcast room could see it all.
Just now, a group of ghosts rushed out together.
A giant hand made of ghost energy suddenly stretched out from the sea of ghost energy above.
He slapped him with his palm.
He just caught all the ghosts in one fell swoop without making a sound.
Nowadays, ghosts and monsters are running around in the streets.
In the sky, a dark cloud rolled.
The wind blew by, bringing with it a chilly chill.
It's like the end of the world.
The netizens curled up in bed subconsciously looked at the sky outside the window.
It was still the dark blue sky, dotted with a few stars.
On the streets in the distance, in the community downstairs.
The lights are always on.
From a distance, it looks like tiny dots of starlight.
He retracted his gaze and looked at the live broadcast room again.
It's two completely different pictures.
The netizens subconsciously wrapped their blankets tightly around themselves.
"It's worthy of being the live broadcast room of the underworld...666"
" I was so scared that I quickly hugged my wife next to me!"
"I was so scared that I quickly hugged the dog next to me!"
"...Fuck! I just hugged the air with my backhand!"
…
In the sky.
Huge ghost hands stretched out from the ghost cloud.
Every time it falls, a large number of ghosts will be blown away.
Every shot is accurate.
No matter what strategies these ghosts have, they cannot escape the fate of being slapped away by the huge ghost hand.
From beginning to end.
The first-class ghost messenger stood there without moving a hand.
A cold wind blew.
The robe on his body rustled.
That indifferent look didn't seem like he was trying to stop a ghost from making trouble, but rather like he was swatting a group of noisy mosquitoes.
And those ghosts that rushed out alone.
They were also beaten into the gate of the underworld one by one by the ghost officials below.
For a moment, the ghosts' shouts all turned into cries of pain.
The banging sounds continued.
" ..."
on the street.
Looking at the ghost officials who were decisive and fierce , they were different from usual.
Many ghosts were confused.
They stood there, dumbfounded.
Are these still the ghost messengers they know?
The ghost messengers in my impression...
Although serious, most of them are easy to talk to.
Watching such a huge fight... a one-sided crushing scene.
The most primitive impulses in many ghosts and monsters slowly subsided, and they saw the reality clearly.
I know this is not a place where I can act rashly.
They swallowed and quietly slipped into the gate of the underworld.
"…I actually started to feel pity for these ghosts, what should I do…"
"plus one."
"Now it's our contestant number seven. He came out of an alley and looked towards a 24-hour store , readying his ferocious face..."
"Oh! It's making a move!"
"Just then, our ghost messenger also saw it... He went in! He went in!"
Inside the live broadcast room, after recovering from the hellish scene at the beginning.
Many people continued to crack melon seeds.
A netizen nicknamed 'The sun sets behind the mountain' even started reporting the scene in text.
"Next is our contestant number nine. He has shrunk into a human's arms, thinking he can escape the eyes of the ghost messenger..."
"The clever ghost messenger has already seen it, picked it up with one hand, and threw it straight into the gate of the underworld!"
"Another goal!"
"My mom asked me where the popcorn came from, and I said it was corn from home, half of it was blown up by the people upstairs, and the other half was blown up by my laughter!"
"Hahahahahahahaha I spit a mouthful of water on the screen."
It was a rather eerie scene.
But when the netizens' eyes fell on the barrage...
I couldn't help but laugh like a pig in my bed in the middle of the night.
While laughing, the screen was filled with "Hahahahahaha".
Some fathers were so excited that they picked up their sleeping sons and threw them up.
“Hahahahahaha…”
Then he was slapped by his wife, "What's wrong with you? Your wife is right next to you, why are you showing off to your child?"
The live broadcast room was filled with laughter.
But behind these laughs, there are waves of peace of mind.
It is these ghost officials guarding the front that form the most solid line of defense.
Separated from those crazy ghosts.
This gave them the opportunity to play, speak and give rewards in the back.
This allows those who visit their old friends to do so smoothly without being disturbed.
This makes the Ghost Festival less scary.
"Don't say anything, just give me a reward!"
"Heart-Flying Rewards Broadcaster Skyscraper × 2"
"Big White Toffees give a reward to the anchor..."
“…”
Tick-tock——
Finally, the clock struck twelve.
Whether they were in the air, on the ground, or the ghost messengers who almost slipped.
They all stopped.
Put away your weapons and return to the gate of the underworld.
"Dong-dong-dong" A distant and powerful bell sounded.
No one knew where it came from, but it spread throughout the city.
The gates of the underworld began to close slowly.
Many ghosts that were still hiding popped their heads out.
Some ghosts lying on the ground pretending to be dead also crawled up.
As if he was being chased, he rushed towards the gate of the underworld.
It's as urgent now as it was when we came out.
"Go away! Get out of my way!"
"Hurry, the door is closing!"
"Fuck, who stole my arm that I dropped here? Don't you have hands?!"
“…”
