CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52: EVIL SPIRIT IN THE COFFIN

Inside the coffin lay a dried corpse dressed in a black suit, its skin wrinkled like sun-dried bark clinging tightly to the skeleton.

Within the coffin, faintly visible were some ancient symbols, all painted on with blood.

The man raised his arm and bit into it without hesitation, pouring blood over the face of the dried corpse, bowing his head in devout prayer, "Lord Fiers, you are the purest blood member of the Morolick Clan, you sacrificed everything for the glory of the Morolick Clan, even your life. Your nobility and greatness shroud me with courage. As a bloodline of the Morolick Clan, please awaken from endless slumber, please assist..."

Bang!

Just as the man was devoutly praying, a large fist covered with black hair swiftly swung from the side, mercilessly punching him in the face.

The man’s prayer came to an abrupt halt as his cheek was forcefully caved in by the punch, his eyeballs bulged, and his entire body was sent flying like a cannonball into the nearby wall.

When he slid to the ground from the wall, a blood trail was smeared across the wall. Blood gushed from his mouth, his face filled with regret and resentment, and he was left breathless.

"Damned bastard." Sosia glared at the dead man with murderous wolf eyes, cursing with a ferocious expression.

She had expended a great deal of effort to bring this bloodline out of the mental hospital.

The purpose was to find a way to hunt down the blood race hiding in the shadows through this bloodline. The reason for coming to this abandoned factory today was because this bloodline had confessed this place as the old nest of the Morolick Clan among the blood race.

But what Sosia hadn’t anticipated was that the other party had deceived her. From the current situation, this abandoned factory only had some connection with the Morolick Clan, but could never be the residence of Morolick Clan members.

Standing outside the door, Sun Yan witnessed the scene, stunned, and cold sweat ran down his back.

The woman’s strength was terrifying, killing a grown man with a single punch, and it seemed she wasn’t using her full strength. Her capability was simply unfathomable.

Sun Yan quietly cautioned himself in his heart, never to provoke this woman. She was simply a monster.

Gurgle, gurgle!

The blood-drenched face of the dried corpse suddenly underwent a violent change; Sosia looked down to see the entire skin of the corpse writhing.

Its body abruptly convulsed, the back swelling with numerous bubbles. From within the dry corpse came a peculiar sound, like boiling water, as if something within him was beginning to awaken, leaving her feeling very uneasy.

"Dead for so long and still wants to revive after sucking some blood?" Sosia brutally grasped the dry corpse’s neck and twisted it forcefully.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the dry corpse’s cervical vertebrae were snapped at an angle close to 90°, with the right ear lying flat against the shoulder.

No creature with a physical body could possibly survive such an injury.

Sosia contemptuously curled her lips, then turned to deal with the man she had punched to death. The man’s identity was an ordinary person infected into a bloodline by being bitten by a blood race.

Though bloodlines are not as powerful as blood race, their physique and strength far surpass ordinary humans. For ordinary people, bloodlines remain dangerous, and while coming into contact with their blood won’t infect them, there’s a risk of contracting blood diseases.

Therefore, whether demon hunters or werewolves who regard the blood race as foes will destroy the blood race’s corpses after killing them.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Sun Yan’s warning suddenly came from the door.

Sosia’s muscles instantly tensed, instinctively planning to evade to the side, but she was a step too slow. A skinny hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin, tearing through her leather jacket, leaving several dark claw marks on Sosia’s forearm.

Gurgle, gurgle!

The dried corpse, whose neck was clearly snapped, slowly sat up from the coffin. A wound ran from the back of its neck all the way down to the lumbar spine.

Numerous writhing red masses, like foaming bubbles, burst from the dry corpse, rapidly growing and converging behind it.

Flesh bred from the dry corpse’s body increased, merging to form several red bodies without skin.

These bodies, both male and female, fused with each other, resembling stitched-together puppets, looking incredibly eerie.

"This thing has surpassed the realm of Evil Spirit; it’s an Evil Spirit Entity!" Sun Yan’s eyes were extremely severe, filled with deep apprehension.

The bloodline Sosia brought along had forced open the welded-shut door of this room and offered blood to the mysterious dry corpse sealed in the coffin.

He realized that they had intentionally brought Sosia, the Wolf Girl, here to unleash this dangerous creature against her.

However, what the bloodline hadn’t anticipated was Sosia’s brutal strength, which was such that even awakening the evil spirit in the coffin couldn’t save his life.

"The mission difficulty must be misjudged, how can this possibly be only Two Stars?" Sun Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn’t help but speak.

The flesh and blood corpse that sprouted from behind the dried corpse grew increasingly massive, like its spine, directly lifting the dried corpse out of the coffin.

Its body was elevated high above the ground, attached to a pillar made of flesh and blood below.

Even with its neck twisted, it still looked down at Sosia, opened its mouth, and emitted a soundless scream. Countless dark red blood vessels shot out from its mouth, enveloping the area where Sosia stood.

Sosia quickly leaped up, twisting her body to try to dodge, but she underestimated the speed of these blood vessels. Several of them instantly pierced into her body, dragging Sosia toward the dried corpse.

"F**K!"

Sosia knew that if she were caught, nothing good would happen, so she immediately swung her right hand, and the sharp claw blade instantly severed all the blood vessels that had pierced into her body.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle!

The flesh beneath the dried corpse wriggled towards Sosia, blocking all her escape routes and attempting to envelop her.

As a bearer of the Werewolf Bloodline, Sosia’s ferocity erupted completely in that moment.

She frantically slashed with her claw blade, slicing the flesh to pieces that flew and splattered everywhere, trying to forcibly carve out a path of blood.

But the power and claw blade she had always been so proud of now seemed incredibly ineffective; physical attacks simply couldn’t harm these blood corpses, and chunks of blood and flesh kept falling off the dried corpse and onto the ground.

This flesh seemed to develop intelligence, constantly writhing on the ground, crawling toward Sosia’s legs.

Very soon, Sosia’s lower body was unknowingly wrapped in a mass of flesh, and this added weight gradually began to affect her movements.

If things continued like this, the Wolf Girl was sure to die here today.

Even with her formidable strength as a werewolf, she appeared inadequate when facing the bizarre means of these Blood Race dried corpses.

"Troublesome, the danger level of this thing is beyond the scope of ordinary exorcism techniques."

Watching the confrontation between Sosia and the Blood Race dried corpse, Sun Yan couldn’t help but clench his fists, silently thinking.

Even with the Ghost Torturing Stick in hand, he felt it difficult to subdue this Blood Race dried corpse and realized he would have to rely on external forces and use his trump card.

Sun Yan hurriedly took out three sticks of incense from his backpack. Ever since obtaining the ’Divination Child’ Cemetery Entry, he always carried some incense with him for the purpose of quickly Inviting the God.

Lighting the incense with a lighter, Sun Yan tucked it into the headband on his forehead: "Asking for Directions Incense above my head, Seven Stars Step beneath my feet..."

Cemetery Entry ’Divination Child’!

In an instant, Sun Yan felt an invisible consciousness from the General Sun Mask merge into his body. His consciousness became hazy, as if his soul was soaring into the sky while his body began to uncontrollably shiver.

In a matter of seconds, Sun Yan’s squinting eyes suddenly opened wide, and his whole aura underwent a tremendous change at that moment.

Furious eyes glaring, mouth corners pressed downward.

Placing the two ’General Enhancing Puppets’ on the ground, with Sun Yan’s unconscious step of Seven Stars, the two puppets seemed to awaken with intelligence.

Instantly standing on two legs, they stood up and flanked Sun Yan on either side, raising the Tiger Token and Fire Talisman, each striking a stance of magical combat.

Sun Yan took a step forward, brandishing the Ghost Torturing Stick as he charged into the building, with both General Enhancing Puppets following closely. Despite their Q version appearance, they exuded a mighty and awe-inspiring presence.

"Daunt!"

Sun Yan bellowed an angry shout and raised the Ghost Torturing Stick to smash it down upon the Blood Race dried corpse in the coffin.

The two General Enhancing Puppets also wielded the Tiger Mansion and Fire Talisman, assisting Sun Yan in his assault.

The dried corpse swung back, transforming a large amount of flesh into several arms, reaching toward Sun Yan in a dense wave, attempting to engulf him in blood and flesh.

Sun Yan’s gaze was calm, ruthless, and merciless, completely different from his usual demeanor; at this moment, he was possessed by General Sun.

As a Dharma Protector under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, a Ghost King, confronting Evil Spirits only involves killing, not purifying.

Bam!

The moment the Ghost Torturing Stick struck the dried corpse’s arm, the flesh sizzled, and a large amount of black smoke rose. The arm instantly withered, falling off the main body to the ground, simply unable to withstand Sun Yan’s techniques.