Chapter 134: Two Tigers Fight, Hunter Profits?
But these five figures were all fierce ghosts. Although they couldn’t be influenced by gold, that didn’t mean gold could harm them.
Maybe the bullets would pass right through, or maybe the bullets couldn’t penetrate at all, but in either case, the fierce ghosts wouldn’t be affected in the slightest.
This was also why fierce ghosts were so terrifying—they couldn’t be influenced by anything other than supernatural power. Even being swept by a machine gun made of gold couldn’t harm a single hair on them.
The surrounding world seemed to slow down.
As the bullet drew close to the fierce ghost, a scene shocking enough to stun all ghost controllers occurred.
The pointed bullet made of gold actually broke through the man in a suit’s lower jaw, drilling in like a nail.
It didn’t pass through—it solidly struck the fierce ghost.
The man in a suit on the far right had half his jaw torn apart. No flesh scraps or blood splashed out; it just turned into some indescribable shadow.
Not only that, but as if influenced by some enormous force, the man in a suit who took the shot couldn’t help but pause in his action. His entire head didn’t explode, but it involuntarily tilted backward.
Zhang Qian felt no surprise at all about this scene.
Having lost clues about the supernatural, in his view, this was the effect the golden handgun should have.
This absolutely certain belief not only influenced the gun in his hand but even affected the fierce ghosts blocking the way.
“Not enough yet…”
Although the fierce ghost’s action paused briefly, it didn’t leave any gap large enough for someone to pass through.
“Bang bang!”
Two more gunshots rang out.
Two bullets shot into the fierce ghost’s chest one after the other, like a hammer slamming it, causing the fierce ghost’s body to lean back and retreat a small step.
The human wall formed by the five figures was no longer airtight; a small gap appeared in front of Zhang Qian.
Without any hesitation, he pushed off hard with his feet and charged through headfirst.
The suit figure on the right was temporarily frozen, unable to act to stop him, but the other fierce ghosts were still active.
Two pale, rigid palms reached toward Zhang Qian in an embrace—that was the fierce ghost on his left, unwilling to let him go just like that.
“Bang—”
Just as the palms were about to land on Zhang Qian, the scarlet candle’s flame suddenly flared, the candlelight abruptly brightening and blocking this attack.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Qian had already bent at the waist and rushed behind the fierce ghost.
But the fierce ghost didn’t want to let him off just like that. The man in a suit in the center turned his head with an icy cold gaze, and the other figures seemed to receive some kind of order, turning their bodies to continue the pursuit.
The fierce ghost previously repelled by the handgun had also recovered. The first thing it did wasn’t to steady itself again but to use this backward momentum to pounce toward Zhang Qian.
The gun in his hand still had two bullets left, which seemed insufficient against so many fierce ghosts.
But there was no panic at all on Zhang Qian’s face; he just stared intently at the darkness behind him.
In the next moment.
The black liquid where the water ghost was rushed over.
It didn’t care about any fierce ghosts blocking the way; it was entirely focused on pouncing on Zhang Qian.
“Sizzle—”
Like a piece of hot iron dropped into ice water, the moment the two ghosts made contact, their supernatural powers began to react violently.
The pitch black liquid surface churned, like a small pool struck by a massive stone—the entire body of water was greatly affected. The darkness’s advance speed suddenly slowed, but the water ghost wasn’t willing to give up just like that.
A familiar vomiting sound came from the center of the black liquid, with more and more black water surging from the water ghost’s mouth.
The water volume kept increasing, but the water level had already reached the ceiling, so the liquid could only spread to both sides like rising seawater, gradually devouring the several figures ahead.
The suit fierce ghosts’ figures also suddenly froze, being swallowed bit by bit by the water ghost.
Faced with this darkness that had wandered the corridor for many years, it seemed to have no way to deal with it.
Zhang Qian didn’t care about the outcome between the two. What excited him was that these two ghosts were now locked in mutual struggle, temporarily having no time to bother with him.
After pulling away distance, the scarlet candle’s burning speed returned to normal, the flame swaying unhurriedly.
“It actually worked…”
To be honest, this plan had a huge element of gambling.
Seeing this miraculous scene before him, he couldn’t help but feel incredulous.
But now wasn’t the time to think about these things. No one knew how long the two ghosts would fight; pulling away distance as much as possible right now was the most important thing.
Glancing at the man in a suit melting into the darkness, Zhang Qian didn’t dare slack off and continued accelerating toward the depths of the corridor.
Dozens of sealed iron doors flashed past him on either side, and the two fierce ghosts behind gradually disappeared from view.
Under the tense mood, several hundred meters of distance seemed to pass in an instant.
Zhang Qian finally came back to his senses at this moment and noticed something off.
Strangely enough, although he didn’t look like he had much muscle, his endurance was unexpectedly good.
After running full speed for so long, aside from his breathing rate increasing slightly, there was no discomfort at all.
“No wonder he dared to enter the ghost ship alone. I must have something extraordinary about me too; I just forgot it.”
Continuing forward, the surrounding environment remained completely unchanged—not even the occasionally open doorways from before could be seen now.
But for Zhang Qian, this was also good news. After all, it was now confirmed that the rooms contained fierce ghosts, so sealing them shut was naturally best.
Suddenly, some kind of noise seemed to come from the corridor behind.
That was the sound of heavy objects striking metal, clanging like someone hammering the walls in the aisle.
Looking back, there was nothing unusual in the depths of the corridor except for the unchanging darkness.
But the thing making the sound was very fast. Even though Zhang Qian was running at full speed, the sound behind was still closing in steadily.
Moments later.
“Bang!”
A hand reached out from the darkness, slamming heavily onto the ceiling.
An inexplicably chilling breath came, making Zhang Qian’s heart tremble.
Immediately after, more and more palms emerged from the darkness, constantly slamming into the ceiling and nearby walls, like a spider’s legs, crawling along the walls by dragging its body.
In no time at all, a grotesquely hideous monster crawled out from the darkness.
It was a scarlet “person” all over, as if corroded by some strong acid liquid—its skin had completely vanished, leaving its muscle exposed naked in the air.
Highly rotten arms were embedded all over its body, like a spider, or more like a meatball with no pattern whatsoever.
The monster’s mouth was still chewing something, occasionally dripping drops of fat from the hollow in its lower jaw.
A pungent, nauseating stench assaulted head-on. Even before it got close, the candle flame showed signs of being extinguished by this chilling wind.
“What the hell…”
