"Ahhhh!"

A shrill scream came from the direction of the underground vault. The sound was heart-wrenching and terrifying, as if a sharp sharp knife suddenly cut through the dead air and suddenly pierced into the eardrums, making people unable to help but stand on their hair and be frightened.

Outside the vault, people turned their heads in horror and looked in the direction of the sound, with a terrified expression, as if they were speculating about what was going on below.

Countless terrified eyes were cast.

However, the screams continued and even became more and more intense, mixed with vague curses and wails, as miserable and terrifying as if the murder scene was in trouble.

"This, this is..." Wei Yuechu had a stiff smile on his face: "Supernatural Administration Bureau's official business..."

But her explanation is of little use.

People ran out like running away, and in just a few minutes, the originally full lobby became empty.

blast: "You said, will they call the police?"

Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "Will..."

Wei Yuechu took a deep breath with an expressionless face and gave up his struggle: "Let's report it, anyway, this matter is not something we should worry about right away."

She pushed this matter to the head of the F-City Supernatural Administration Bureau without any psychological burden. After all, they and the police have always maintained good cooperation and can always solve the subsequent panic.

After continuing to penetrate the magic sound for a few minutes, the miserable roar suddenly stopped, as if someone suddenly drew a rest sign.

The empty lobby became particularly quiet at that moment, which made people even a little uncomfortable.

The three of them looked at each other.

In the dead silence, the sound of steady footsteps sounded from far to near, hitting the smooth marble floor, as if every step you step was to correspond to the frequency of the heart's hop.

The young man appeared at the door of the underground vault. He climbed up step by step, and his slender figure appeared from top to bottom.

The huge sickle had been put away at some point, with hands hanging beside her, dyed red by dirty and dark red blood, and fragments of bones and flesh remained on her palms.

Tick, tick.

The sticky blood slowly dripped down from his fingertips, hitting the smooth and clean ground of the vault, condensed into drops of blood.

Under the shadow of the hood, there was no unnecessary expression on the young man's face.

A few drops of blood were splattered on his cheeks, flowing down the arc of his jaw, leaving a shocking blood mark on his pale skin, as if a wound that was still oozing blood, with a cruel and terrifying beauty.

His lips were slightly pursed, and his lips were stretched into an inhumane curve, surrounded by a suffocating rich bloody smell and a scattered ghost spirit.

It seems that the God of Killing Stepping out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood is instinctively frightening.

blast subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Although he had fought with the other party in the game and had been with Ace's concealment of identity in the real world during this period, this was the first time he saw the other party not concealing his evil spirit and letting his sharpness rag on his own.

Still...a bit scary.

but--

His eyes fell on Ace's hand and paused in confusion.

What about the dream maker's head?

Obviously, the other two people have the same questions as blast.

Wei Yuechu asked carefully, "Where is that ghost's head?"

Ye Jia seemed to be pulled out of his thoughts by the other party's voice. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Wei Yuechu. A faint curve appeared on his lips, and the voice was still as calm as before: "Oh, he."

He pointed to the vault behind him: "Below..."

However, before the three people in front of him breathed a sigh of relief, the young man in front of him added lightly: "But I think it's hard for you to piece it together."

Three people: “…”

Damn...

Is this so cruel?

Ye Jia walked to the empty counter, reached out and pulled out a few tissues from it, and then slowly wiped himself in blood. The palms of his original color were wiped through them one by one from the palms, backs, and fingers.

This set of actions is smooth, but it just makes people feel embarrassed.

Blast swallowed, leaned into Chen Qingye's ear, lowered his voice, and said in a breath: "Do you think ace seems to have changed now-"

——A murderous maniac.

However, before he finished speaking, the man beside him stomped on him.

blast's expression was slightly distorted, but he kept holding it in his arms and didn't scream.

Chen Qingye took a step forward without changing his expression. He thought about the words and opened his mouth to break the silence that made people feel cold: "So, have you got the information you need from his mouth?"

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and threw the tissue soaked with blood into the trash can at his feet in an understatement.

The lid of the trash can closed with a clang, and the sound of metal hitting echoed in the empty hall, making my scalp numb: "He said everything he could say."

But for him, it was far from enough.

In addition to the handling of so many human souls, there are also the remaining evil spirits in the DM company that serve the dream makers and need to be cleaned up. The subsequent affairs are still difficult and complicated. Although they are no longer within their scope of work, the Administration may still need their assistance.

Yejia and the other three simply said goodbye, and then left the vault early.

He found Ji Xuan and said, "Where is the master of the orphan?"

Ji Xuan narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly, looked at Ye Jia calmly, and then opened his ghostly creature without asking anything.

Yejia stepped into it.

The scene around me changed instantly and turned into a dark warehouse.

The moment Ye Jia entered, the disciple noticed the other party's existence. He sat up straight and looked in the direction of Ye Jia.

Ye Jia stopped in front of him and looked down at the evil ghost in front of him with a child's face. There was no emotional fluctuation in the depths of his light-colored eyes, just like an ice lake that had been covered in winter for a long time, and even a ripples could not appear.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the orator master.

He smelled the bloody smell on Ye Jia's body - the smell was particularly familiar, making him realize immediately what had just happened.

Actually...he really won?

Ye Jia took another step forward slowly, and a cold and surging ghost aura spread out from his body instantly, pressing down on the doll master like a wave swept by a hurricane. The bloody power came from the same source as Ji Xuan, so terrifying that it was almost unimaginable that the other party was actually an ordinary human.

The disciple instinctively took a step back, and was shocked.

——Ace eats the dream maker.

After eating the S-level lord's Tun, Ace's strength increased to his horror. Such a terrifying power was simply... heart-wrenching.

Yejia bent down and said slowly, "How is it, have you thought about it?"

This was the question he left behind when he met last time.

The master's brain was rotating rapidly.

In fact, he was indeed very hesitant in his position.

He reveals the position of the dream creator, which is essentially a kind of revenge and temptation.

The dream maker was once one of the best among the S-level lords, but his serious injury has not healed and his strength has been greatly reduced.

If Ace is killed by him, the master of the lord will naturally be happy. If he loses the battle in turn, the plan for his mother will be a big frustration. The master of the lord also avenges the other party's pit for him. The master of the mother seems to be able to enhance his strength, but in fact he stabs him in turn, which is unforgettable for the evil spirit who will revenge.

However, what he didn't expect was that Ace not only killed the dreammaker, destroyed his power, but also swallowed all his power.

Then for my mother, this is no longer a small fight.

The disciples are not allowed to advance or retreat now.

He didn't think his mother could easily forget this level of betrayal.

Even if he really escaped from Ace's hands, he might face his angry mother. Instead of doing this, it is better to cooperate with Ace's plan for the time being and then seek a way to survive.

"Of course..." The doll master raised a smile on his face: "Although I am willing to help you, it is difficult for me to answer some key questions."

"But..." The lord master raised his hand and pointed to the warehouse where he imprisoned him. A strange light flashed deep in his dark eyes, and said slowly: "I think you should have already understood it, right?"

"Very good..." Ye Jia stood up straight, his expression calm, as if he had already expected the other party's reaction.

He spoke, "In the dreammaker's vault, there was a clearing place where something had been there, but it was transported away before I arrived."

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Let me think about it, when is the date the dreamer mentioned...?"

The master Zongmen was shocked and his expression suddenly froze - he couldn't believe that the other party could really catch the key to the problem in one go. He originally thought that he could go around Ace for a few more times and delay time so that he could think of a better solution, but now...

Ye Jia seemed to see through what he was thinking, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "It happened to be before you were caught."

The reason why the Master of the Punisher gave him the address of the city where the dreamer was located was because he knew very well that no matter what the dreamer's task was, he had already completed it, so even if he was defeated or even killed by himself, it would not have much impact on his mother's overall plan.

I have a lot of thoughts.

The sect's face was slightly darker: "So what?"

"Nothing..." Ye Jia smiled: "What I need this time is still an address, but..."

His voice was slightly elongated, and the faint eyes in front of him were flashing with a cold dark light: "This time, I want something that has not been sent out."

From the A+-level evil ghost group to the S-level high-level evil ghosts, it is possible.
To be continued...