Eat him! Eat him!
Below the stage, the audience roared and shouted, filled with excitement and anticipation.
They were waiting for a reversal, a spectacle brought on by the Black Demon King.
on stage,
Lin Fan saw everything around him collapsing rapidly; the paper stage and the surrounding audience were all disappearing.
Everything was replaced by darkness, and a chaotic staircase appeared before him.
The staircase swayed precariously, connecting the dark sky to the ground, with a giant picture frame at the top.
'Strange? How did I suddenly get here?'
Just as I was wondering what was going on, a ghostly wail came out, followed by the crackling sound of buildings being erected.
Lin Fan turned around upon hearing the sound and was taken aback.
Behind him was a strange, black staircase.
The staircase was shorter than his original chaotic staircase and extended diagonally toward another part of the sky.
At the end of this new staircase, there was a dense black mass, intangible and indescribable, constantly shifting in Lin Fan's eyes.
One second it was a blank mahjong tile, the next it turned into a playing card without any suits.
Then, in a daze, it transformed into a black throne...
Its appearance kept changing, and the black staircase kept changing in Lin Fan's eyes.
Only the faintly visible character for "joy" flickered intermittently.
"What is this? Music?"
Lin Fan, surprised, tried lifting his foot.
Rumble—
A sound like an earthquake shook the mountains.
The black staircase suddenly sank downwards with his movement, and he found himself standing on the second step.
However, from the perspective of the chaotic staircase, Lin Fan's step up the stairs did not elevate him by even a fraction in this staircase world.
As if knowing it couldn't compare to the chaotic staircase, the black staircase wisely positioned itself in the first tier, willingly lowering its status as Lin Fan ascended the stairs.
Before he could even think, the sequence of abilities represented by this staircase appeared in Lin Fan's mind.
Sequence: [Demon Slayer - Music]
Humans have two hands, which can be used to control all kinds of tools.
Humans possess wisdom, which enables them to govern all things.
Humans can ward off all ghosts with songs and music.
The Demon Slayer is a sequence of powers that can control the supernatural and evil.
Skill 1: [Demon Control - Contract]: Forms a contract with a demon to control demonic spirits. At the same time, shares a portion of the power of the contracted demon.
Current Ghost Master: Seventh-Tier Ghost King Hei Yan.
Skill 2: [Possession by a Ghost]: Allows the user to control a contracted ghost for a short period and gain 80% of the ghost's power. Greatly increases the user's own attributes and power.
Note: There is only one character difference between "controlling ghosts" and "encountering ghosts." Ghosts and evil spirits are cunning and rebellious by nature. This skill must be used with caution, lest "controlling ghosts" turn into "encountering ghosts" and you become a ghost slave.
'A seventh-tier Ghost King? Hei Yan?' Lin Fan stared in surprise at the chubby, dark figure resembling a card in the [Ghost Control - Contract] skill menu.
'Is this little chubby black guy a seventh-tier Ghost King?'
'I made a contract with a seventh-tier ghost king, and somehow also acquired the second sequence, Ghost Controlling Song?'
'This is fucking...'
He suddenly felt a little scared, and his calves started to cramp.
Driven by instinctive fear, everything around him collapsed, and he returned to the stage once more.
Looking at the Ghost King Hei Yan kneeling at his feet, a fine layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
He didn't even notice the sudden surge of power and eerie ghostly energy within his body.
'Thank goodness my sister was with me, otherwise I would have been scared to death!'
He subconsciously muttered something to himself and raised his hand.
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"Your name is Hei Yan?"
'Brother already knows my name?' Ghost King Hei Yan looked up, a dazed look flashing in his dark eyes.
It doesn't remember ever sharing its name with Lin Fan.
But thinking of that girl who was engulfed in flames, both like an immortal and terrifying, he instantly felt that there was absolutely nothing wrong with Lin Fan knowing his name.
"Brother, you can call me Xiao Hei or Xiao Yan from now on. I'll be following you from today."
Hei Yan said honestly.
Holy crap!!!
"What is the Black Demon King up to?"
"Is this some new kind of amusement? I don't understand it at all. Shouldn't he just bite off this human sequence user's neck and then shove his head into his thigh?"
In the audience, the men in black began to hurl insults.
The younger sister suddenly turned around, her eyes blazing with scarlet lotus flames, and she grinned, revealing sharp, needle-like teeth as she glared at them.
Seeing his sister's expression, the Black Demon King trembled violently and quickly said:
"Don't worry, sister, let me try to talk to them."
"Of course, it deserves to die for daring to tease its older brothers and sisters. Let the younger brother deal with it for the older brothers and sisters first."
After he finished speaking, his mouth opened again, becoming enormous, his black throat resembling a black hole, exuding a chilling aura capable of swallowing everything.
"No... don't kill me!"
At that moment, the mocking god truly felt death approaching. It weakly prayed, and then…
Click!
The body of the mocking god, which was bound by the Hun Tian Ling, was instantly crushed by it.
Then its mouth instantly shrank, and it transformed back into the shape of a little boy ghost.
Turning his head, he looked coldly at the people entertaining the audience below. In his slightly dazed eyes, darkness and malice overflowed and became tangible. Above his head, some dense darkness appeared, spreading out rapidly like a black quilt.
A strange and ethereal passage slowly opened behind it, connecting to the Ghost King's Throne that belonged to him in the Ancient World of Forgetfulness.
A sinister and terrifying aura emanated from his body as if it were a tangible force, as he pointed and gestured towards the entertainers below the stage.
The killing intent was overwhelming.
This is the Ghost King Hei Yan's habitual way of persuading people.
"Giggle..."
"This little guy is so cute!"
"Like a fierce little dog."
The younger sister praised Hei Yan with satisfaction, then put both hands and feet on the ground at the same time, arching her back like a little leopard ready to pounce on its prey, her eyes showing an eager expression.
They stared intently at the black-clad figures below the stage, whose facial expressions gradually turned fierce.
...
"Witch, you must find a way to protect yourself!"
The spider on one side of the stage gritted its teeth, flipped onto the stage, and started dancing the Love Kun Dance, shrugging its shoulders as it approached Lin Fan.
"Xiao Fan, don't be afraid, your brother will fight alongside you!" He mimed dribbling a basketball.
The sorceress, whom he had left aside on the stage, rolled her eyes, reached into her pocket, pulled out a few talismans, haphazardly stuck them on her body and face, and then jumped onto the stage as well.
She stood silently beside Lin Fan.
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I never live alone.
"Everything for protection!" Spider shouted arrogantly.
"Everything is for protection!" Lin Fan and the sorceress shouted along with him.
"Everything... for protection?!" The simple-minded younger sister and the demon king Hei Yan couldn't help but shout along when they saw them shouting.
Then, Ghost King Hei Yan scratched his head somewhat belatedly, "Sister, what are we protecting?"
The younger sister rolled her eyes: "Idiot, of course I'll protect my brother!"
"You're a ghost! If you don't protect your brother, are you going to protect humans?"
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