Upon hearing this, Ye Jia's pupils suddenly shrank.

...Maternal grandfather?

Mom's...father?

Through the cold steel railing, you can see the old man's deformed and ugly body, as if he was slowly squirming with the frequency of his breathing. The beating scarlet piece of meat was dyed with a greasy luster by the light above his head, which looked particularly terrifying.

"He has maintained this state of being neither dead nor alive for more than thirty years..." The General Director reached out and pressed it on the cold glass cover, showing pain on his face, and said:

"It is difficult for ordinary humans to live to this age, but these sarcomas that parasitize him always maintain his life."

Ye Jia stared at the old man who was half-lived in the prison, his pale thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he could not even pry the blade open.

The weak old man opened his turbid and dim eyes, and his gaze slowly froze on Yejia.

His face twitched slightly, and a blurred muffled sound appeared in the corner of his crooked mouth: "...who...ah?"

The General Director opened his mouth, but before making a sound, he was interrupted by Ye Jia:

"How did he become like this?"

The General Director was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn and painful. He took a deep breath and said with difficulty:

"Actually, thirty years ago, the door... was opened."

Ye Jia's breathing stopped and he suddenly turned his head and looked at the director.

The door... has been opened?

What's the meaning?

·

Outside the headquarters of the Authority.

The dark and vast darkness covered the building, almost blending with the night, but it could not be penetrated by the light. Looking carefully, you could vaguely glimpse the ugly and hideous faces, bullying in this direction like dark clouds. In the vortex of evil spirits and yin energy, the building of the Supernatural Administration stood alone, looking lonely and fragile, as if it would be swallowed up in the next second.

A harsh alarm sounded in the building, symbolizing the dangerous scarlet light shining in the dark, as if the dying person was gasping in despair.

The employee who was on the night shift in the management bureau looked pale, and the two battles were fighting each other. He stared at the rolling yin energy outside the window and asked tremblingly:

"What is the value...?"

Another person said: "No, no measurement!"

The detector with the strongest quota in the management office has been knocked to the highest value. The thin pointer trembled and shivered in the dangerous red area, as if it was about to rush toward a higher place.

"Quick, contact support!"

Another employee at the front desk raised his head with a dead face, holding his cell phone in his stiff and cold fingers, and a beeping busy voice came from the microphone:

"I can't fight..."

All contact information from the outside world has been completely cut off, and they are now isolated and helpless.

Suddenly, with a "click" sound, a pale arm stretched out without warning from the clouds, shattered the glass in the hall, and grabbed the employee who was closest to the door with the momentum of ten thousand yuan!

The sharp nails flashed with a cold light, as if they could cut off the steel.

The employee widened his eyes and his body could not move in extreme panic. His trembling pupils reflected the giant hand that reached over at an uncatchable speed, almost forgetting how to breathe.

The next second, a blood wall suddenly rose from the ground, and the sharp tip ruthlessly cut off the giant blue and white hand with its wrist.

In an instant, the stinky and dark blood splattered.

With a "click", the huge hand slammed heavily on the ground, and a shrill howl sounded from outside the broken glass door.

Blood slowly flowed down the pale face of the employee's lost blood. He looked ahead blankly, as if he hadn't reacted to what had just happened.

This is the man's low magnetic voice coming from behind:

"Ah, it's okay."

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads and looked in the direction where the sound came.

The tall man slowly walked out of the darkness, his eyebrows were extremely deep, and his scarlet and blood-red eyes were flowing with strange and evil light in the shadows. His gaze swept lightly over the twitching corpse on the ground, as if some insignificant dust had passed:

"If humans really die, they will not be able to be handsome with their brother later."

…Human?!

It means that the man in front of you is not a human?

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and a terrifying tremor climbed up from their backs.

Immediately afterwards, more ferocious limbs suddenly stretched out from the darkness outside, as if they were angry by the frustration just now, and rushed into the building fiercely—

The blood wave rolled behind the man, as if he had a sanity, roaring at the evil spirits trying to squeeze into the building. The corroded sizzling sounds and screams echoed in the open hall, and the rotten and foul smell instantly evaporated.

Ji Xuan glanced at them lightly: "Why don't you leave?"

The moment he finished speaking, the others woke up like a dream and stumbled into the building.

Regardless of whether this man is a human, a friend or an enemy, it will be the right way to run away.

Soon, Ji Xuan was left in the hall alone in the empty hall. Through the broken glass, you could see the greedy faces and terrifying bodies surging outside:

"Ji Xuan..."

A voice sounded from the dark clouds outside, and it sounded like a reverb of many voices, rough, slender, hoarse, malicious, countless voices twisted together, and at the same time: "Have you forgotten your identity now?"

Ji Xuan took a step forward slowly, and the sea of ​​blood under his feet immediately spread out of the building like a creature.

As if she was intimidated, the cloud outside the door suddenly retreated:

"you……!"

"Is it identity?" Ji Xuan smiled, his scarlet pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked straight at the dark clouds rolling in the distance. He said, "Do you know what the only task my mother gave me?"

The clouds rolled: "…what?"

The man's voice was low and slight silence, with a chilling sense of oppression: "Find ace."

The smile on Ji Xuan's lips deepened slightly: "My mother promised me that as long as I find him, I will deal with the rest."

He shrugged: "Look, essentially, I have never disobeyed her orders."

The black clouds outside the building were rolling even more violently and ferociously.

Ji Xuan walked out step by step, and the sea of ​​blood under his feet roared, bringing a sense of terrifying and coercion that could not be ignored. Every time he took a step forward, the heavy black clouds took a step back.

He said slowly: "It's my mother... I have hidden a lot of things from me."

Ji Xuan sighed with regret:

"I have to say that as her direct son, I am very sad."

——In a sense, the mother did not trust Ji Xuan.

Whether she was looking for containers for herself or opening the door in M ​​City, she never revealed a trace of these to Ji Xuan.

She seemed to have realized that her direct son was not completely obedient. Perhaps in order to test and test the other party, she basically handed over all important tasks to other S-level ghost lords, but only handed over the task of finding and transforming Yejia to him.

Although Ji Xuan knew that his mother wanted to leave the game, what he didn't know was...

What is the mother going to do?

And, where is that really critical place?

While releasing a reward order, he searched for traces of Ace, and sent his subordinates to investigate other S-level evil spirits in the dark, questioned and tortured, and then asked about the existence of M City - it would become the key target of the attack later.

After Ji Xuan came to M City, he gradually realized-

It is not that this door is in City M, but that this door itself is this door.

So he bought the shade.

But it was too late by then.

The transformation of the shade well has been completed and it has become one of the cornerstones of the gate.

From that time on, the opening of the door was a foregone conclusion and no one could stop it.

However, due to the suppression of his mother's bloodline, Ji Xuan could not reveal a single word.

When they were looking for the part of the body, Ji Xuan slowly learned the whole picture - what his mother needed was not only a door, but also a container.

As for the past of Yejia's mother's family, he knew no more than Yejia himself.

Looking at the evil ghost cloud tide rolling in front of him, Ji Xuan smiled slightly:

"I think, if you look at it carefully, she may be a little more failure as a mother than me, a son."

"So, what position do you question me?"

The faces of the evil ghosts in front of them were terrifying, but they seemed to be unable to find any rebuttals. The layers of sounds echoed in the dark storm clouds: "Ji Xuan, are you going to let go?"

Ji Xuan's voice was cold and indifferent, with a hint of almost cruel arrogance and malice:

"Of course not."

Behind the back, the wall clotted with blood slowly rose, like a huge rolling wave in the dark: "Want to enter? Try it."

at the same time.
To be continued...