Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1474 - 1440: Collision

"The Ghost Ship has successfully landed in Dahai City. Our plan was a success. Once Dahai City falls, the whole world will know that our King Organization is victorious. These team leaders will have no choice but to spend a lot of time and energy dealing with the vengeful spirits brought by the Ghost Ship."

"This time, using the destruction brought by the Ghost Ship's landing, we must crush these team leaders. We absolutely cannot give them a chance. We've paid a huge price for this. At this last critical moment, failure is not an option."

"They're done for. We don't need to hurry and take action now. Let them first get entangled with the vengeful spirits. There are extremely terrifying things on the Ghost Ship. Maybe we won't even need to make a move before they suffer heavy losses."

On a building that stood out starkly from the surrounding environment, more than twenty figures gathered, discussing their observations of the Ghost Ship in the distance.

Most of these people were Kings, with some special members of the King Organization among them.

This was their first public gathering and appearance together to take down the headquarters.

"The assassin seems to have made a mistake and got caught by the opposing team's leader. He hasn't returned yet?"

"That arrogant and foolish guy. I've already told him to retreat immediately after taking out those people from the Supernatural Forum. This is someone else's territory, and their reinforcements can arrive at any time. But he insisted on taking the initiative to try and kill that Ye Zhen, and ended up getting himself eliminated by them."

Someone snorted coldly, and the voice was somewhat familiar, seemingly that of the missionary.

"One of their team leaders is heading this way." Suddenly, a King noticed Lin Bei's movements.

"He's coming alone to gather intelligence, should we take him out?"

"Don't mind him. The plan must not change because of him. Perhaps he's intentionally acting as bait to lure us out. We can win without doing anything right now."

Facing Lin Bei's approach, these members of the King Organization remained indifferent, unwilling to disrupt the plan at this time.

Lin Bei also did not intend to provoke a top-notch ghost tamers team. He was merely seeking a suitable distance, then using his supernatural power to interfere with the surroundings, preventing these people from easily observing the Ghost Ship's condition.

As Lin Bei's steps halted, his Mirror World, constructed by supernatural power, was reflected, covering the real Dahai City and directly isolating others from peeping.

But meanwhile,

near the Ghost Ship, all the team leaders were sternly staring at the suddenly appearing ghost bus on the street.

The ghost bus, driven by Yang Jian, was slowly heading toward the Ghost Ship. At this pace, it wouldn't take more than a minute before the ghost bus collided with the Ghost Ship.

And this was precisely Yang Jian's true objective.

He wanted to use the ghost bus to stop the Ghost Ship.

The other team leaders also understood Yang Jian's actions at this moment, hence they awaited the outcome. After all, it was the collision of two top-notch supernatural forces within the supernatural circle—nobody, including Yang Jian, could predict what would happen or the results.

"Can it stop the supernatural Ghost Ship? If it succeeds this time, the opponent's Ark Plan will be completely a failure. But conversely, if even the ghost bus cannot stop the Ghost Ship, then we are truly helpless against this ship; we'd be forced into a desperate fight against the King Organization's people, but that would be too passive."

Leuk San, along with all nearby paper figures, stood motionless, waiting for the supernatural collision results to unfold.

As the Ghost Ship and ghost bus drew nearer, everyone held their breath, not daring to blink for fear of missing any details.

Yang Jian, driving the ghost bus, was also very tense at this moment.

Currently, he was the most dangerous person present, because under the supernatural collision, the driver could likely be affected, with severe consequences, possibly even losing his life in the explosion.

"The supernatural influence has already begun."

Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression turned serious. He felt a strange sensation within the ghost bus, as the dormant vengeful spirit hidden behind a seat began to stir restlessly, seemingly provoked into potentially reviving.

Though still some distance from the Ghost Ship, a conflict had already ensued between them.

The most conspicuous was the ghost bus's headlights.

Their yellow beams shone toward the Ghost Ship's direction but gradually faded before touching the ship's body. The closer they got, the more the light vanished, until finally, the headlights on the ghost bus began to flicker and flicker, as if on the verge of going out.

However, changes also occurred on the Ghost Ship. Large patches of rust began to emerge on its old hull, with some areas even flaking off, indicating some level of damage.

"Both the Ghost Ship and ghost bus are supernatural entities capable of impacting reality. Only by getting close has some change already occurred; it's unimaginable what might ensue upon collision," Wang Chaling's eyes glimmered, observing the detailed changes.

"Getting closer and closer, it seems the ghost bus's speed has diminished, and one headlight has gone out," Leuk San said seriously.

When Yang Jian drove the ghost bus a few more meters forward, one of the headlights completely extinguished, unable to light again. Meanwhile, the remaining headlight was very dim, continuously flickering.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, the remaining headlight of the ghost bus shattered. Simultaneously, areas near the Ghost Ship's bow, full of rust, also flaked off. In more serious spots, two dark holes even appeared, through which one could faintly glimpse parts of the interior hull.

The first supernatural contact caused damage on both sides, showing no clear advantage.

Yang Jian, with a grave expression, continued driving the ghost bus forward.

As the distance reduced further, the lights inside the bus flickered intermittently. Meanwhile, the vengeful spirit within the back seat seemed to have awoken, stretching its curled body. Yang Jian could even hear the eerie sounds behind him growing increasingly intense.

"Keep moving forward." He took a deep breath, calming himself while remaining vigilant for any anomalies.

Soon, the distance shortened once more.

Although the ghost bus's speed had unknowingly slowed, the Ghost Ship showed no signs of stopping.

"Everyone, pay attention, we're about to collide," Leuk San said in a low voice.

Very soon, the critical moment arrived.

The distance between the Ghost Ship and the haunted bus was now less than three meters, and they were about to crash into each other. At this moment, the lights inside the bus had completely dimmed, with only the last glimmer about to extinguish, and ghosts inside the bus suddenly stood up from their seats.

Under strong supernatural interference, the haunted bus could no longer suppress the ghosts on the seats. These spirits started ignoring the bus rules and began moving within the carriage.

Yang Jian observed everything but did not intervene or take any measures.

Though a few ghosts moved within the bus, they posed no immediate danger because their numbers were too few. Yang Jian, sitting in the driver's seat, did not trigger the menacing ghost's killing triggers, so the ghosts wandered aimlessly.

However, if the number of spirits increased, Yang Jian would have to weigh the situation.

After all, when the number of ghosts reached a certain point, even if Yang Jian stood still, he would trigger the menacing ghost's killing pattern or be targeted by indiscriminate killer ghosts, just like when he was on the Ghost Ship before.

Once the ship unleashed the menacing spirits, there wouldn't be any escape from assaults without regard for reason.

"We must stop this ship," was the only thought in Yang Jian's mind as he stared forward intensely.

Suddenly, a seat behind him protruded, revealing a hollow and eerie human face contour along with eerie screams. The cries sounded like the wails of vengeful spirits or the sound of the haunted bus getting compressed and deformed.

For at that very moment, the ship's hull and the haunted bus finally touched together.

The two collided.

"Ah!"

The eerie wails of the menacing ghost instantly echoed in Yang Jian's ears. Meanwhile, outside on the Ghost Ship, strange screams also reverberated, sharp and piercing, yet eerily unsettling.

The bus's front began deforming, and the ship's hull twisted.

The light within the haunted bus's carriage extinguished instantly, yet the Ghost Ship halted its advance, forcibly stopped by the bus.

"Has it stopped?" All the captains watched the scene with their hearts raised.

"Don't celebrate too soon; this is just where the real supernatural conflict begins. Who wins or loses depends on what happens next," Lu Zhiwen croaked, his eyes never leaving the haunted bus.

At this moment, Leuk San suddenly shouted, "Yang Jian, don't stay in the bus any longer. Take this chance to get out and leave."

"I would love to," Yang Jian said bitterly from the driver's seat of the haunted bus.

He wanted to open the door to exit, but all the doors lost control. No matter how he operated, it was futile, and the driver's cabin had twisted and deformed, with the bus's windshield covered in cracks.

Daring not to linger in the driver's seat, Yang Jian stood up and prepared to move toward the back of the bus.

He didn't want to be the first to be killed by a collision with the Ghost Ship.

However, at that moment.

Accompanied by a sound like tearing thick fabric, a cold and terrifying arm suddenly reached out, grabbing Yang Jian's arm.

In that instant, Yang Jian's body stopped responding, and he sat down again, back in the driver's seat.

"How can this be?" His face changed drastically, and he glanced back.

He saw a lifeless head emerge from the seat, its eyes open, staring venomously at Yang Jian.

"Refusing to let me leave? Or is it because as the haunted bus's driver, I'm connected to the bus?" Yang Jian's gaze was calm; he had already considered how to handle such crisis moments.

Quickly, he rummaged a red pair of scissors from his pocket.

After the Ghost Scissors were cleansed by the Blood Pond last time, the curse remnants had vanished, making the chance of curse contamination minimal now.

As he entwined a single hair around the scissors' handle, thin lines appeared before Yang Jian.

Yang Jian noticed the thickest line connecting himself to the haunted bus.

Yang Jian decisively cut that line with the Ghost Scissors.

He had a hunch that once he severed the line, he would no longer be the haunted bus's driver.

But since the haunted bus itself might not survive, it did not matter if he no longer held the driver role.

The cursed line was easily snipped apart by the Ghost Scissors.

As the line disconnected, Yang Jian felt the cold hand gripping him let go instantly.

Seizing the chance, he broke free, quickly evacuating the driver's seat, stepping back toward the back of the bus.

Yet seconds after Yang Jian left, the haunted bus's glass shattered, the front distorted, caved, and the spot he was sitting in was squashed by the collapsed roof.

The scene resembled a tragic car crash.

The more terrifying part was the haunted bus's twisted collapse continuing its progression.