Chapter 1500: Chapter 1463: Dying One After Another

Run, run quickly.

At this moment, the only thought in the minds of the remaining Kings was to escape. Never in their lives had they imagined that, as the top ghost manipulators of this era, and together as six people, they would be driven to flee in panic by a woman in a cheongsam.

Yet the reality was so ridiculous because these Kings encountered the top supernatural power left behind from the Republic of China Period.

At this moment, the sixteen puppet people that took action were strictly based on four people as templates, and these puppet people, formed by supernatural means, were Luo Wensong from the Ghost Post Office, Li Qingzhi from the Kaiser Hotel, Luo Qian from the Supernatural Graveyard, and Meng Xiaodong from Room 301 in Dachuan City.

Even though they were fake people, these sixteen puppet people could possess sixty percent of these four people’s supernatural powers in a short time.

The Kings did not know about the Republic of China Period or the identities of these four people, so they couldn’t understand their weight, but their intuition told them to never engage with these puppet people, or they would die miserably.

So they made the smartest choice in the shortest amount of time, which was to flee.

But could they escape?

The Gravedigger was trying to escape through a bottomless, pitch-black pit. This pit, used as a medium for the supernatural, could cross reality and illusion, leading him anywhere he wanted to go. Given a few seconds, he could disappear from Dahai City and emerge two or three thousand kilometers away.

However, as he plunged into the pit, three puppet people also closely followed and fell into the pit with him.

“Bang!”

In the next moment, the Gravedigger fell to the bottom, heavily landing on a clump of cold, rotten soil.

“How is this possible?” The Gravedigger was both shocked and terrified.

Under normal circumstances, he couldn’t possibly hit the bottom during his descent; he would only fall out from another pit. But now, this bottomless pit seemed to have been filled with something, leaving only a few meters in depth, and lost its supernatural properties, becoming just an ordinary pit.

But this was not the most terrifying part.

After the Gravedigger’s escape was blocked, his body quickly exhibited an anomaly.

His body started to fade rapidly, eventually disappearing, and then a vague and eerie human shadow began to appear next to him, as if this person was going to replace him in this world.

“I must leave here quickly.”

The Gravedigger sensed something was amiss and wanted to escape again, but then a towering human shadow loomed over him.

The terrifying shadow was like a great mountain, suffocating him.

And this was not an illusion; the Gravedigger really felt that he couldn’t move his body, and all he could do was watch himself disappear bit by bit without any recourse.

For the first time, he experienced this sense of despair.

The three eerie puppet people just stood there in the pit, staring at him, motionless, not in a hurry to take action, seemingly wanting the Gravedigger to thoroughly feel the sensation of being unable to struggle and awaiting death.

This situation was not only happening to the Gravedigger.

Another King, codenamed Coffin Bearer, was in the same plight, also targeted by three puppet people who quickly blocked all his escape routes, leaving no option but to kill these puppet people in front of him to find a way out.

Realizing this point, the frail old man decided to make a desperate stand.

His raised withered hand fell without hesitation.

A raised black coffin manifested in reality, slowly grounding itself. As the black coffin descended, an anomaly instantly appeared inside the calm coffin, as if a malevolent spirit dormant inside for a long time was quickly awakening to kill any living person approaching the coffin. Once the spirit started killing, only the Coffin Bearer beneath the coffin could avoid being targeted.

But this was only the beginning. If the spirit inside the coffin was fully released, staying beneath the coffin wouldn’t be safe either, and he would be killed.

However, Coffin Bearer couldn’t care about these issues now; only surviving the current crisis could he think about what came next.

But faced with such a terrifying coffin, a puppet person marked with corpse blotches and exuding death took action.

The surrounding light dimmed, as if a lamp was suddenly extinguished, followed by the sound of creaky doors opening in multiple places, from all directions, as if countless doors were being opened at that moment.

With these supernatural phenomena happening, the surroundings immediately plunged into dead silence, with no further sound heard.

Just waiting for some terrifying supernatural to dissipate, for the light to return.

Only then could it be seen that the King codenamed Coffin Bearer had long lost his life energy, and the black coffin had never descended.

Because a tall man shrouded in shadow replaced the Coffin Bearer and lifted the black coffin back up, eliminating the final chance for a turnaround.

Nobody expected this Coffin Bearer to end like this. He didn’t die in the battle with Yang Jian, nor in the confrontation with Leuk San, but ultimately perished at the hands of puppet people formed by supernatural means.

But the death of the Coffin Bearer was just the beginning, as no King could withstand the onslaught of a Republic of China small team attack.

Even though the small team wasn’t in its peak state, possessing only sixty percent of the supernatural powers they had in life, it was enough to make anyone in today’s supernatural circle despair.

“What kind of terrifying monsters are these, with such horrendous power? Each puppet person possesses supernatural strength that invokes despair, and that woman brought sixteen of them, maybe even more. She seems able to control the number of these puppet people.” The Manor Lord was already drowned in fear.

He had thought about counterattacking but a brief supernatural clash revealed he was no match at all, the gap between them too wide. Just one of these puppet people was enough to take him down.

“The more powerful the supernatural, the greater the price to pay. There must be limits to how long these terrifying puppet people can be active. Once I survive this dangerous period, I can safely escape here.”

This was what the Manor Lord thought to himself.

Even though his decision wasn’t wrong, he neglected one question: how could he escape from these puppet people who inherited the supernatural powers of the Republic of China ghost manipulators?

The answer was, he couldn’t.

Because among the puppet people were Sexton Luo Qian and Meng Xiaodong.

The supernatural powers of these two top ghost manipulators from the Republic of China Period working together could seal the past and bury the present, leaving no room for escape.

Soon.

The Manor Lord found his path blocked, obstructed by an invisible cemetery—a supernatural domain that obscured reality and proved impassable.

In this situation, the Manor Lord had to halt his steps.

However, the moment he stopped, several eerie puppet people emerged beside him.

One puppet person covered in corpse blotches, morbid and lifeless, another carried a basket, resembling a middle-aged woman, while another was decayed and cold like a corpse emerging from grave soil.

“Damn it, how did they come so fast?” The Manor Lord was both shocked and angry.

At this moment, he lost the courage to resist, not daring to engage with these people. He only wished to stay away from these terrifying beings.

But as this thought appeared.

The next moment, darkness suddenly engulfed the Manor Lord, all light vanished, and he felt the world spin chaotically.

Without any warning, his head was abruptly severed by something unknown, detached from his neck, and fell to the ground.

This kind of attack felt eerily familiar.

Before he could think further, the Manor Lord perceived endless grave soil inundating him.

“How could this happen…” The Manor Lord wanted to scream, but the grave soil smothered his mouth, covered his head and body.

In less than ten seconds, a nondescript new grave appeared on the endless cemetery, and the Manor Lord vanished from this world.

As one King after another met their end.

This supernatural circle’s war was gradually drawing to a close.

At this moment, however, Sister Hong was humming a retro tune, strutting in high heels, swaying her hips, wandering alone in the silent city. Her bright cheongsam outfit contrasted starkly with the city around her.

She was a remnant of the Republic of China, destined to be lonely in this new era.

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