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Supernatural Resurgence: Controlling a Mirage from the Start
Chapter 254

Overwhelming Suppression

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The moment the black light appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Like a shooting star falling from the sky, the intense, Supernatural pressure made everyone nearby feel a tremendous threat.

The dome covering the Headquarters base is riddled with cracks, and looks as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Seeing this, the Headquarters 'Ghost Tamer were blocked outside, attempted to break through.

Unexpectedly, even the precarious dome remained unshaken by them.

Everyone's expression changed, as they directly experienced the power of that black streak of light.

A figure emerged from the black light; some sharp-eyed Ghost Tamers recognized him as Hu Jiu.

One oblivious Ghost Tamer was still muttering under his breath, "Who is it? Such a show-off?"

Thud--

Hu Jiu gently touched the dome with his finger.

The dome exploded.

Invisible fragments shot out everywhere, and the Ghost Tamers gathered outside were the first to be affected.

Especially the one who just criticized Hu Jiu, his throat was pierced.

Bill, who was threatening Fu Youhua, was the most severely affected. He coughed up blood from all seven orifices on the spot, almost splashing it all over Fu Youhua.

Bill was shocked. "How is this possible?"

The ghost he was controlling was originally a Ghost Domain that had torn apart space, but now it had been forcibly broken by someone!

The situation changed so quickly that Bill was utterly shocked, while Fu Youhua was overjoyed—reinforcements had finally arrived!

However, the surprise on Fu Youhua's face soon turned into shock.

Hu Jiu... is launching an indiscriminate attack.

The dome that had enveloped the Headquarters disappeared, replaced by endless cold and darkness. An unprecedented blizzard swept in, covering the entire Headquarters base with a thick layer of Frost.

The snowflakes drifting in the air are like countless pairs of eyes, filled with evil and Supernatural power, each one containing a vicious curse.

As frost and snow descended, the temperature inside the Headquarters plummeted, and the cold seeped into every corner, as if to freeze everything.

Edith and Pierrot, who had just defeated Ms. Feng, had no time to celebrate before the biting cold enveloped them.

It took them only a short time to go from shock to despair. Their cries were drowned out by the wind and frost, their body temperature plummeted, and in their panic, they tried to summon the Fierce Ghost within them to fight back, only to find that even the Supernatural was frozen by the cold.

Frost blossoms bloomed on their bodies, their movements froze, and their blood gradually stopped flowing.

They remained in their final poses, their expressions frozen in fear, their bodies encased in layers of frost, forming vivid ice sculptures. Every detail was perfectly preserved, as if time had stood still.

The Fierce Ghost that had been released to roam also disappeared into a vast expanse of white.

Hu Jiu's killing move came too fast, so fast that even the Exorcists didn't have time to react.

As the frost climbed onto Bill's legs, he quickly wiped the blood from his face, slapped Fu Youhua to the ground, and rushed out of the conference room.

"Stop!"

He roared loudly, but he couldn't stop Hu Jiu from stomping on the Exorcist's head and crushing it.

The Exorcist, frozen into an ice sculpture, had a very brittle body, and the crisp sound of it being kicked and shattered greatly pleased Hu Jiu.

Bill froze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The powerful Exorcists he brought were so easily reduced to pieces?

Anger gradually overwhelmed his reason!

"Go to hell!"

Supernatural force surged, Bill's exposed skin quickly began to fester, turning him into what appeared to be a highly decomposed corpse.

The surrounding walls and floors were affected, becoming mottled and aged, with scattered black and green mold spots, resembling a damp old house that had been neglected for many years.

The ground beneath Hu Jiu's feet suddenly became soft. With the slightest pressure, it felt like stepping on dried dog poop with a huge maggot inside. The feeling was utterly disgusting.

His face clearly showed his disgust.

The dark green mold spots continued to spread outwards, dispelling the frost wherever they went.

"Are you ready to die?!"

Bill stared coldly at Hu Jiu, his voice filled with venomous resentment. At this moment, he was a true demon, about to unleash a ruthless revenge.

Hu Jiu calmly pulled out a dark, ominous talisman.

Bill sensed a threat, but couldn't help but sneer. He realized the talisman was some kind of powerful Supernatural Item; it was more effective when used unexpectedly.

"You're too arrogant; you actually revealed your hand!"

It's easier to dodge when your cards are out in the open. Bill's eyes flashed with a fierce light; he wanted to kill his opponent because of his own arrogance!

A strange smile appeared on Hu Jiu's face.

The next second, a Ghost Hand emerged from the shadows behind Bill.

The Ghost Hand, carrying a black talisman, easily stuck it on the back of Bill's head.

A look of shock flashed across Bill's rotting, foul-smelling face.

Hu Jiu didn't want to waste time, so Ghost Hand grabbed his hair and ripped off his head.

The shadows beneath his feet writhed, and Bill's body, along with the ice sculptures and fragments of the other Exorcists and Ghost Tamers, slowly sank into them.

Bill, now only a head, is still alive, sustained by Hu Jiu's Supernatural, which keep him alive like a candle flickering in the wind.

All the anger, anxiety, and confidence on his face vanished, leaving only endless fear.

"How... how can you be so powerful?" He murmured intermittently, his eyes flickering.

"In your prime, you might have been able to withstand a few more of my moves, what a pity~" Hu Jiu sighed in utter hypocrisy.

Bill had already suffered a severe blow when he broke the dome, causing his condition to decline significantly, which is why he was instantly defeated now.

Hu Jiu shut down Bill's five senses, grabbed his head, and stimulated him to unleash the Supernatural that caused everything to decay.

The electrical system was destroyed, and all surveillance systems were damaged.

Hu Jiu walked briskly straight to the highest conference room.

Fu Youhua lay on the ground in a pitiful state, looking like a corpse, but he was still breathing, and his wounds were slowly healing.

Correspondingly, the wooden bracelet on his wrist seemed to have become one with his skin and flesh, and could no longer be removed.

After regaining consciousness, Fu Youhua respectfully took Bill's head from Hu Jiu's hands and casually said, "Zhang Hongwen is in safe house number 3."

Hu Jiu nodded.

Zhang Hongwen has recovered from his emotional breakdown and has barely returned to normal.

But when the door to safe house number 3 was opened, what was bound to happen still happened.

"Uncle! Uncle, what's wrong?"

A short-haired woman anxiously bent down to check on Zhang Hongwen had suddenly collapsed and was convulsing.

Sensing that some kind of curse was at work, she immediately pursed her lips and blew, creating a thick pink bubble that enveloped Zhang Hongwen.

Seeing that Zhang Hongwen's convulsions gradually stopped, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next instant, Zhang Hongwen, like Zombie, suddenly stretched out his hands, popped the bubble from the inside, and tightly gripped the woman's neck.

The woman was horrified, unable to understand how an ordinary person could pop her bubbles.

She tried to resist, but it was too late. A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and the others in the safe house were terrified and at a loss.

Zhang Hongwen's face showed an expression of extreme struggle and sorrow, as if he had briefly regained his senses, and he heard a whisper in his ear that sounded like a demon:

"Don't be afraid of being alone, your whole family will come down to keep you company."

Amidst such beautiful blessings, Mr. Zhang shed tears of emotion and passed away peacefully.

Hu Jiu thought innocently, "Simply killing someone isn't safe enough. If I'm going to kill, I should exterminate their entire family, nine generations, to avoid being bothered by some inexplicable grudges or karma later."

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