Chapter 195 Special Effects
"My two guests, this hospital is very evil and contains unclean things. If you encounter any trouble, please call the police immediately."
I have to say that taxis are really expensive, on average about six times more expensive than taxis in Shanghai. But since they charge so much, the service will naturally be more considerate.
Wang Yi didn't say anything about the fact that the others had to come to such a remote and dark place so late at night. Instead, after dropping the two people off, he gave them a kind reminder and gave them his business card.
If there is no car to call when the two of you come back, you can ask him.
"Thank you, we just came to see it because of its reputation."
Looking at the driver's expression, you could tell that this was not the first time he had brought passengers to a place like this. As the taxi drove away, the abandoned hospital in front of him did look a bit eerie.
There are some construction sites nearby that have been suspended. The farther places are still brightly lit, but for some reason this place feels isolated from the world.
Wang Yi narrowed his eyes when he saw the hospital. Unlike when Junichiro Inoue was at school, where Wang Yi couldn't find him immediately, Wang Yi felt the problem here when he was outside the hospital.
It's not that there are any powerful things. In this kind of lazy demon environment, except for those who rely on willpower for protection, no matter how powerful the spirit is, it is nothing without a possession of its own.
Wang Yi felt that it was simply because this hospital must have experienced a large number of abnormal deaths, coupled with its own environment, that it gave people a very malicious feeling.
Not to mention someone like Gu Qianqian, even ordinary people would subconsciously feel nauseous when coming here.
Wang Yi went to the hospital specifically to look for vengeful spirits, but normally only some natural spirits were born there, unlike what was happening here, where most of the casualties were "wrongful deaths".
"What hospital was this before?"
Wang Yi adjusted his headphones and asked Lin Shiqin.
"The mental hospital caught fire and everyone died. No one survived, so it has been abandoned ever since."
Lin Shiqin gave a reply as quickly as possible.
"Wow, that must be a shady shop. They made something and got their comeuppance."
Wang Yi smiled. As it got dark and the protection of the sun was lost, he could clearly see messy black shadows emerging from the shadows everywhere in the hospital.
It was as if many tentacles were spreading out and dancing wildly.
It is neither a natural spirit nor a vengeful spirit, but an unconscious collection of too many wrongful deaths. In traditional metaphysics, it is called evil spirit, and in Wang Yi's words, it is the breath of the dead.
Because this kind of thing can even pollute evil spirits, it lacks the means to actively guide and harm people. It can easily make people sick and stimulate some extreme emotions inside. If the individual has no problems, it will not cause much harm.
Normally, if this hospital was blown up and then exposed to the sun, it would be destroyed. However, now that it has spread out at night, people nearby should be more likely to get sick, and if someone is depressed, it may easily lead to suicide.
But just when Wang Yi thought of this, he looked at the four corners of the hospital.
My goodness, four strange-looking golden spirits appeared there, as if blocking the way to the hospital.
As expected, with the obstruction of these four strange-looking spirits, the tentacles could not leave the hospital at all and were all torn and swallowed by those golden spirits.
Gu Qianqian obviously saw it too, and quickly whispered to Wang Yi
"I didn't see them last time, but I saw one of them at the shrine."
"Things like this can't appear during the day. They should come at night. Junichiro, do you know them?"
"I know a little bit. The gods of these shrines will come out at night to capture spirits. I was almost caught once. It seems that they will specially deal with such things."
After hearing what Junichiro said, and seeing the performance of these things in front of him, Wang Yi understood why Neon appeared so frequently but still had no problems.
They have formed a cycle and balance among themselves, which can be regarded as a spontaneous coping experience they have accumulated over the years.
These grass-headed gods who are worshipped in shrines may do some patrolling tasks due to the power of their wishes.
Some of the legends circulating in Japan and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons may have actually happened.
However, Wang Yi just took a look at the four grass-headed gods and lost all interest.
The mixed willpower makes them become a kind of thing that can only follow instinctive mechanical actions, and their own strength is actually similar to that of vengeful spirits. In fact, none of these four can reach the level of Lin Shiqin and Cheng Xue, they just have the protection and drive of willpower.
but……
Wang Yi raised his hand, and four magic patterns were drawn in the air. Then he directly penetrated into the bodies of the four grass-headed gods, instantly completing their capture and enslavement!
If there is no self-awareness, then there is no self-awareness. An answering machine is an answering machine. It is better to have one than not. Besides, one must be processed and mailed to Antoine as a supplement to make up for his congenital deficiency.
The four golden grass-headed gods didn't even have time to react before Wang Yi raised his hand and pinched them in his hands, then sealed them into the silver pendant.
Originally, Gu Qianqian was talking about whether to withdraw or not, and Inoue Junichiro was a little scared, but in the end, he saw this kind of operation in front of him?
God?
That’s it?
Is it that the gods are too weak, or is this one too strong...
After collecting these grass-headed gods, Wang Yi looked at the undead aura that had spread out and raised his finger. The magic power of the magic diamond crystals in his personal space gushed out, and in his spiritual vision, a three-dimensional magic circle with a radius of several meters instantly spread out and appeared above Wang Yi.
The next moment, a Hallelujah-like hymn of holy words seemed to appear in the ears of Gu Qianqian and Junichiro, and it seemed that the shadow of a white angel appeared above the hospital and flashed away accompanied by the brilliance of light.
Then, the originally gloomy hospital instantly eliminated all the cold atmosphere!
It seemed that part of this white light had directly entered the visible light field, and it seemed that it could be seen from far away!
Gu Qianqian and Junichiro were both stunned. What the hell!
The style of painting has changed!
Was that an angel just now? It was an angel!
It feels like the light of heaven is pouring down, clearing away the evils of the world!
The originally gloomy abandoned hospital suddenly gave off a heartwarming feeling. It was obviously the same hospital, with the same layout, and its appearance hadn't changed at all, but there was such a drastic contrast. What kind of illusion was this?
"Let's go, this smell is not good."
Wang Yi greeted Gu Qianqian and turned to leave. If he was in another world, he might collect these things because they could help the undead army and strengthen the troops.
But it is really useless here. Strengthening the ghosts can be done, but it will make them stupid. I don’t want to form an army of ghosts to fight. What I want are rational ghosts. This kind of thing is completely negative and useless.
Maybe he has already assimilated several vengeful spirits. It's really a waste.
Neon is actually a good place, but we still need to ensure its renewability.
Well, as for the top-level purification magic that is inconsistent with the style of the Necromancer, there is actually nothing strange about it. Wang Yi has even caught the Chief Judge, so it is quite normal for him to be able to use both hands.
He started out as a necromancer, not just a necromancer...
The consumption of magic power is quite high. In the past, Wang Yi would not have wasted it like this. He would rather go in and clear it up slowly by relying on his energy and blood and spells.
However, ever since the Mage Tower was formed and the Magic Diamond Crystal began to have spare recharges, Wang Yi has gotten used to carrying one in his personal space.
Powerful physical destruction might be a bit troublesome, but this kind of pure purification is much simpler. After all, these dirty things themselves are very weak.
And the visual effects were used twice, Gu Qianqian should be a little interested...
