Chapter 126: Serrated Chain
Chapter 126: Serrated Chain
Title: Serrated Chain
Grade: Ferocious
Introduction: A flame motorcycle named "Angel" was disassembled into countless parts for defying the will of ’Mr. K’.
Function: Can be used to enhance other motorcycles or as a weapon.
Hint: These parts seem to hold extraordinary secrets. If you gather them and assemble a motorcycle, you might get different results.
The attributes of the Serrated Chain popped into Alexander’s mind, and the next moment, a prompt for a copy of the mission rang loudly in his ears:
"Congratulations to the chosen one, Alexander, for triggering the hidden mission, The Disassembled Motorcycle. Completion reward: Dark Treasure - Scroll of Soul Rebuilding."
Another hidden mission?
Could this ’Mr. K’ be the man in black?
Alexander frowned at the sound in his ear. Things were probably not as simple as they seemed.
This was a gathering place for motorcycle enthusiasts. The motorcycles on the small mountain were all spirits who loved motorcycles in life and merged with their beloved motorcycles after death.
Even the ghost master himself was a spirit fused with a motorcycle.
Logically, the status of the ghost master should be higher than that of evil spirits like the man in black.
There must be secrets hidden here that are not known to the public.
After hesitating for a moment, Alexander accepted the mission.
But this mission made him even more interested in the ghost master’s motorcycle at the top of the mountain.
As he walked towards the top of the mountain, Alexander came across several parts again, but only one shell belonged to the "Angel" motorcycle.
Alexander was not in a hurry. He searched while approaching the top of the mountain.
As Alexander was getting close to the top of the mountain, several figures quickly surrounded him.
The one in front was the washing machine ghost, followed by three evil spirits at the level of fierce spirits. The husky was also among them.
"What do you mean by this?" Alexander squinted slightly.
"Nothing much!" The ghost image above the washing machine emerged, speaking with a malicious smile:
"We saw that you just got a lot of good stuff, we thought of borrowing it, I advise you to hand it over obediently!"
Alexander didn’t look at the washing machine ghost. His gaze passed over these fierce spirits and directly surveyed the surroundings.
It was clear that these evil spirits were just a vanguard team sent to test the waters.
The reason was simple. If the washing machine ghost really wanted to start a fight, it would have done so at the foot of the mountain.
But just now they were extremely wary of Alexander, but now they have gathered the courage to come over and provoke him, obviously, someone is backing them up.
The evil spirits that come here are from all the different blocks, many of them even have conflicts with each other, how can they possibly unite so easily?
These few people, I’m afraid, are just being pushed forward to test Alexander’s strength. After all, the pile of ghostly items he just brought out doesn’t seem much less attractive than the motorcycles here.
Sure enough, soon, Alexander saw from afar several figures standing behind the motorcycles, silently watching this side. On the square, Alexander had found a total of three soldier-ghosts, one of which was surprisingly among these figures.
"What are you looking at? Give me all the ghostly items and the things you just picked up!" The Washing Machine Ghost saw Alexander looking straight at the backstage boss, his face changed instantly.
Alexander didn’t bother talking to him. With a flash of light in his hand, a chainsaw appeared.
"Still dare to do it! Go, kill him!" With four Fierce-Ghost-level existences, the Washing Machine Ghost is now overconfident, calling on all the ghosts to charge without saying a word.
With a series of explosions and flashes of light, three of the evil spirits were instantly whipped away by the lightning whip.
The weakest Husky Ghost was even shocked on the spot. Although the other two were slightly better off, they were also shocked and smoked all over.
The Laundry Ghost, however, was not thrown away, not because of his strength, but because Alexander directly used the whip to bind him and pulled him to the front.
"Wait... I was instructed by others, I will tell you everything, don’t kill..." The Washing Machine Ghost was completely scared now, but it was too late. With the grating sound of the chainsaw, under the rich ghostly aura, the Chainsaw Face cut the Washing Machine Ghost into two halves.
The two evil spirits who were still convulsing looked at each other, not caring about their paralysis, and turned to run. But what followed was the harsh sound of the chainsaw, and two heads flew up.
In the end, the Husky Ghost, who was still convulsing on the ground, couldn’t escape being cut by the chainsaw, and his head was cut off directly.
Ghosts that come to the door willingly, Alexander naturally won’t let go. Dragging the ghost bodies of several people, he found a hidden corner. Under the cover of a huge rock, Alexander started the conversion of ghost food.
Fierce-Ghost-level ghost food, this is a big harvest! He almost couldn’t help but have a delicious meal on the spot.
But thinking about the attraction of ghost food to evil spirits, Alexander didn’t dare to mess around, after all, there were too many evil spirits present.
"Boss, what should we do? That kid seems to be not simple in strength! He can instantly kill four Fierce-ghosts, especially his tentacles, which look simple but I can’t even kill four Fierce-ghosts in one second. Why don’t you let me and the second one go together!"
Far away, those few figures that Alexander had noticed before. There were three of them in total.
The one speaking was a dried-up figure, dressed in ancient official clothes, like a desiccated corpse, but his movements were quite agile, not stiff at all. The momentum he emanated was obviously that of a ferocious ghost.
Next to the Chinese vampire Ghost was a rotten ghost who seemed to have soaked in water for a long time. Its appearance was a thousand times more terrifying and disgusting than that of the Drowned Ghost. What was left on its body was not water stains, but stinky pus. It also had a Ferocious Ghost-level strength.
Finally, there was a terrifying ghost, whose body was stuck with thousands of blades. One eye had a blade stuck in it, and the other intact eye had a hint of cold light, saying in a cold voice:
"Don’t be impulsive! According to my younger brother, this Dr. Charles is extraordinary. He earned tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of ghost coins in just a few days on Happy Street. You also saw the hammer he just took out, which is a Ghost Soldier-level ghost item!"
"So what if it’s a Ghost Soldier! Big Brother, no matter how powerful he is, and how many ghost items he has, he is at most a Fierce-Ghost! If me and the second brother take action personally, we can definitely defeat him!"
The drowned ghost seemed a bit dismissive, snorted coldly, and said.
"Don’t rush! Although his strength is only at the Fierce-Ghost level, I always feel that this guy is not so simple, he might have other cards up his sleeve! Let’s wait and see.
Judging from his goal, it should be the Motorcycle King at the top of the mountain, right? Overestimating his abilities, maybe we don’t need to take action, someone will naturally take care of him!"
The Blade Ghost said, looking towards the top of the mountain.
There, a female ghost in a kimono was holding a long knife, her eyes sharp as she watched Alexander walking up the mountain.
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