Overgod Ascension - 656

“It really is a resentful spirit!”

Wu Ming sighed and suddenly rushed forward and punched!

boom!

A wooden frame collapsed, the porcelain vase on it was broken to the ground, and the girl’s figure disappeared.

“In the dream, even Steven’s physical fitness has been restored, and the realism is quite high…”

He smiled: “It’s been a long time since I made a full shot!”

“Are you going to hide and seek?”

The girl’s voice came, and two small hands had grabbed Wu Ming’s ankles.

“shock!”

Wu Ming twisted his foot like an iron plow to plow the ground. The hard wooden boards shattered one after another, but the little girl’s hands were blurred and disappeared in an instant.

“Whee!”

The girl’s laughter kept coming, and the face with blood and tears appeared in the mirror, on the wall, in the ceiling lamp…

boom!

Wu Ming’s complexion remained unchanged, his fists and feet were like wind, and his surroundings were in a mess in an instant.

“Whee!”

The surrounding ringtones were still the same, and the little girl’s phantom appeared again, undamaged.

“Woo…”

Wu Ming let out a long breath: “The warm-up exercise is over, and it’s time to make a real move…”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual power was brightly released in the knowledge of the sea, and it instantly turned into an invisible barrier and rushed out.

Boom! Boom!

It was as if a typhoon was passing, a tornado was raging, and an invisible and astonishing force swept across in an instant. Everything in front of Wu Ming was constantly shattered, decomposed, turned into dust, and a void appeared under the agitation of mental power.

The little girl screamed and disappeared in an instant.

“To deal with the unjust souls, you still have to use mental power…”

“But… the ability of fists and feet in the dream is still in line with the rules of reality, but the role of mental power has been magnified…”

A trace of regret appeared on Wu Ming’s face, apparently regretting that he could not obtain real combat data.

He seemed to regard the dream created by this ghost as a free testing ground.

Obviously, it caused real harm to the little girl this time, and the whole dream was hazy. I don’t know how long it took before the villa resurfaced.

Everything inside was restored, and the sweet bell rang again.

“You should know that this can’t deal with me…”

Wu Ming sighed, and understood the limits of this ghost: “I can completely break this place again and compete with you for mental power, but I am too lazy to play with you…”

The expression on his face was very playful, and the smile at the corner of his mouth widened: “Who is it? He gave you so much courage to invade my sea of consciousness?”

Even after a reincarnation, his true spirit still carries a little golden immortal mark!

No existence of the same level or higher can invade his sea of consciousness and heart, let alone mind control and charm.

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers lightly.

Click! Click!

Numerous cracks suddenly appeared in the void, and immediately, a large number of cracking sounds sounded, and the space was shattered like a mirror.

“Little baby, let me see you!”

Wu Ming stepped forward and picked up a music box in the shattered void.

It is exactly the same shape as in reality, but with a little blood on it.

“I am coming!”

His eyes condensed, and the surrounding scenes suddenly changed.

Scenes of memories are drawn out, forming a picture like a projection.

Still in the villa just now, a middle-aged couple looked solemn and drew a six-pointed star formation on the ground with blood and bone meal, muttering something in prayer.

After years of rituals, the two people’s personalities have become more and more weird, and finally they have some neurotic tendencies.

The surrounding neighbors are getting more and more alienated from them, but they can’t stop them and still go their own way.

In the end, there was a bloody scene.

“Impossible…Why is there no demon god, even a grieving spirit responds to our call…”

The couple screamed desperately, looking more and more ferocious, and finally looked at the little girl.

“Our plan will be successful, baby, you have to help us!”

“No, no…”

The little girl was forced to the corner, tightly holding the music box in her hand.

“Ilotti, you have a noble bloodline, and you will surely awaken. If we can’t get the help of the resentful spirit, why not just make one?”

Their voices grew crazier.

In the end, it was a yellowed newspaper with a big case in it-‘A family of three died unexpectedly! Suspected of the tragedy caused by overdose of hallucinogenic drugs, the police department will continue to step up efforts to crack down on illegal dangerous drug transactions…’

…

“Ugh……”

The morning sun was shining through the window, and Wu Ming looked at the music box in front of him.

He stroked his hand lightly, wondering if it was an illusion, the dark breath on it was swept away immediately: “Rest in peace…”

This resentful spirit has been purified, but the problems caused by this have caused Wu Ming to fall into deep thoughts: “Is the inheritance cut off? A witch family can’t even solve the most basic summoning ritual…”

He couldn’t help but think of history.

The original Golden Oak Kingdom had experienced many coups and riots, and even had a dark period of up to fifty years. The war and the epidemic of the Black Death made barbarism and ignorance become the mainstream, and the entire kingdom almost regressed. Primitive society.

That is to say, in such an environment, the inheritance of civilization is severed, even if it is the case with extraordinary powers.

Until the emergence of the new technological revolution, the entire kingdom and the world were saved, but some things have completely disappeared in history.

“This thing…maybe also a good bait?”

Wu Ming weighed the music box in his hand.

Even though the extraordinary power of this world looks a bit on the street, and there is no resistance at all in the face of the state machine, there is still a little remnant after all.

The resentment and spiritual power remaining on this music box are as obvious as a torch in the dark to them.

If the arrangement is good, maybe you can catch something.

“I don’t know if the Golden Oak Kingdom is prepared for this…”

The state must have a record of this extraordinary existence. As for the establishment of a special corresponding institution? This is also a question Wu Ming had to consider.

Otherwise, the same kind would not be attracted, but instead attracted the attention of the kingdom. Wu Ming didn’t want to lead a life under surveillance in the future, or simply be caught as a guinea pig.

…

“Hi, Neville, how is your sister?”

A few days later, Wu Ming found Neville.

“very good!”

With a happy smile on Neville’s face: “Since you took away that damn box, my sister can finally sleep well and her spirit is recovering…”

“very good!”

Wu Ming waved his hand and threw something into Neville’s hand.

“This is…Huh?”

Neville caught it in a hurry, but when he saw that the thing was the mysterious music box, he almost threw it out with a shudder.

“Don’t worry, I checked, this is just a very ordinary music box…”

Wu Ming shrugged: “About your sister, I think it’s just that she is too nervous, and the child has nightmares…”

“But……”

Neville obviously wanted to say something more. Suddenly, he saw Wu Ming’s eyes.

The azure pupils, like the sea, were deep and unfathomable, and the bottom layer was gloomy.

The expression on his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were a little confused, and immediately murmured unconsciously in his mouth: “It’s just a child having nightmares…”

With Wu Ming’s current mental power, it is more than enough to be any hypnotist, but now it is just a simple spiritual suggestion.

After all, this kind of thing was spread everywhere, and it didn’t benefit Neville or him in the slightest.

“Okay, take it and sell it!”

Wu Ming pointed to the music box in Neville’s hand, with a weird smile on his face.

On the box, he also made a little hand and foot.

Given the strangeness of this music box, some real “collectors” must be interested in it.

“I don’t know how many will be hooked?”

Wu Ming was a little expectant, and immediately dismissed Neville, who was still in a trance, and came to St. George’s Middle School.

The curriculum of the middle school is quite liberal. It is almost the same as in previous universities. It is taught in classrooms designated by teachers. Students bring their own textbooks to attend lectures in the past, and there are very few names.

In addition, there is only half a day of classes in a day, and half a day is completely free time.

As long as you complete enough credits and pass the big exams, you can successfully graduate from high school. Of course, only after obtaining this diploma can students have the right to sprint to various universities and continue their studies.

With the courses arranged at this time, the credits of the first academic year are still a half short, which is required to participate in club activities to obtain.

“These associations are also semi-public in nature. It is no wonder that the presidents are the key objects of investigation on the recommended list…”

A piece of white paper was placed in front of Wu Ming, and he wrote and painted on it at will.

While listening to the lectures, writing constantly, like a good student who listens carefully and takes notes.

But Vidi leaned over to take a look, and was immediately dazzled by the ghost-like symbols on it.

“Steven, what are you doing?”

After enduring a lesson, when the teacher left, he immediately asked, impatiently.

“It’s nothing, just graffiti…”

Wu Ming casually crumpled what he wrote into a ball and threw it into the trash basket.

These are all his deductions about the difficulties in the’Great Compass’. Anyway, the Taoist symbolic text is harder to understand than any ancient text in the eyes of these people in other worlds, not to mention it is still incomplete, and it does not really arouse vitality. With strength.

‘But if you really have a genius, maybe you can still see something from my draft…Is this a miraculous secret…’

There was a mysterious smile at the corner of Wu Ming’s mouth: “I don’t know if there will be such a lucky or unlucky person…”