Chapter 381

"File number a-321, code name nightmare."

"Description: a curse in a dream. The cursed person often dies in his sleep. It is difficult to trace clues..."

……

Sulu turned to the next file and nodded: "this is good... Unfortunately, there are not many clues. It's too troublesome to find."

"File number a-876, code name curse doll."

"File No. a-992, code named Haizhong grievance spirit."

……

As far as you can see, there are terrible spirits and curses, each of which is very dangerous.

This made Sulu feel that it was not easy for the Federation to barely maintain.

"Eh?"

Just then, his eyes lit up:

"File No. a-535, code: beheaded devil."

"Original location: Western Federation."

"Description: a spirit body. The appearance is a man in a black dress and holding an axe. He is used to cutting off the victim's head in the middle of the night."

"Guess 1: its axe damage is very high. Three master professionals have been hacked and killed. It is suspected to be the real damage type!"

"Guess 2: the beheading devil's action has a certain law, and is currently wandering in Xipan city!"

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"Another one I've heard of... Real harm?"

This is a very strange feature, which shows that it ignores defense.

For example, some spirit bodies with physical immunity will dissipate when they are cut down with an axe!

"Thank you, chief."

Sulu put away the file: "I'm going to start tomorrow to solve some grievances."

"Really? That's great."

Dunstan's face burst into a relaxed smile.

……

Xipan city.

At midnight, a lively country music echoed in every household.

This is a very strange thing.

It comes from the official announcement that a cold-blooded serial killer has fled to Xipan city and issued a provocative warning letter to the city hall.

——The murderer claimed that he would punish families who did not play country music at midnight!

And the secret news is spreading wildly. The murderer is not a living man! But a complaining spirit, or a more terrible existence than a complaining spirit!

In a quiet apartment.

"Captain..." the hands of the 11th Bureau were gathering. A new member asked suspiciously, "is this useful?"

"This is the experience that many members have tried out with their lives before... Beheaders generally don't kill in country music, but they like to attack in symphonies... We forge stationery to improve the survival rate of ordinary people."

The captain of the black uniform looked resolute. He pressed a black record on the record player and put down the hanging pin.

——The faces of the members of the surrounding eleven innings were filled with anxiety when the passionate symphony was played.

"Seven traps have been laid in this city. We must succeed this time! At least we must expel them!"

The captain turned around and said seriously, "I repeat... Never, never, never be cut down by the axe of the beheader! That's a lesson summed up by the fourth level professionals at the cost of their lives. Can there be a special [soul killer]!"

Gollum!

The player's Adam's apple rolled and the gunman's hand trembled.

"Don't be afraid!"

See this, A middle-aged member nearby comforted: "The beheaded devil is fine except for the damn axe, and if we do enough damage to him, we will force him to wander and enter to find the next human gathering point... However, no matter how many times we kill him, it is useless. This is the immortal curse spirit! Before we find the most suitable sealing method, we will focus on expulsion!"

"The spirit of the curse?"

The new members are more frightened.

In a disturbing atmosphere, the hands on the wall clock crossed for half an hour.

"It's okay... The target doesn't seem to be us."

The team member breathed a sigh of relief, while the captain stared at the outside and was a little anxious: "I don't know what the traps in other places are like? I heard that the Federation has the technology of wireless telegraph, so I should apply to the Bureau. Each team is equipped with one to facilitate contact..."

In fact, he knew it was almost impossible.

Just because wireless telegraphy is cheap doesn't mean transceivers are cheap.

Even if the federal government has issued an order for government procurement, it can be located in every city at most. It is impossible for each team to be equipped with one, which is too extravagant.

Dong! Dong Dong!

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

The hearts of many members raised again and pulled out their guns and weapons.

"Ready..."

The captain raised his right hand with a silver luster in his pupils.

The door in front of him suddenly became illusory. He saw a figure behind the door!

The other party is wearing a gentleman's dress and a silk hat, but he has an axe in his hand!

"It's it! Beheader! Attack!"

The captain roared.

Bang bang!

The first is the sound of guns, which is all kinds of colorful light and singing.

The door, which became a honeycomb, was torn apart, showing the nothingness and darkness behind it.

"Where is it?"

"Everyone... Alert!"

The captain roared.

The next moment, in the room, a virtual shadow condensed from nothing, and a sneer appeared on the vague face, which was split by an axe.

"Ah!"

The scream came, and the head of one of the team members was cut off directly.

"In the name of the goddess, expel!"

At this time, the clergy hidden in the team appeared and splashed holy water on the beheaded devil.

Zizi!

The white fog rose and the beheaded devil disappeared.

But the next moment, it appeared behind the clergyman and struck out with an axe!

Holy light, armor... All tangible and intangible qualities are vulnerable to this rusty axe.

The clergy chanted the name of the goddess of light, but they were still beheaded.

"It's terrible..."

The captain's forehead was in a cold sweat: "the attack that ignores defense, coupled with the characteristics of immortality and being difficult to seal... No wonder the requirement of the bureau is' expulsion '!"

"No... there is another hidden speculation about the beheader. As long as enough people are killed in a settlement, it will automatically leave and go to the next place."

This is the characteristic of the cursed spirit, which spreads terror as widely as possible.

But at this time, the captain was cold in his heart: "is this the overall plan of the bureau? Even if we can't expel, as long as we sacrifice enough lives, the beheader will take the initiative to leave?"

This terrible thought came out and spread like a wildfire in the bottom of his heart.

"No... it's not me! It's the influence of the beheader!"

The captain suddenly shouted, "be careful... It has the ability to arouse our negative emotions!"

But it's too late.

Many members' eyes were full of blood, like wild animals that suddenly released their cages and drew guns at each other.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

A pool of blood emerged.

The beheaded devil walked calmly to the fallen captain and raised his axe high.

"The spirit of curse, the ultimate evil in this world... I curse you..."

The captain was shot in the abdomen and stared at the vague face of the curse spirit: "someone will destroy you!"