Chapter 466: Chapter 463: The Last Ability
Zhang Leiâs words immediately invigorated everyone.
He had deciphered another part of this ghostâs abilities?
What was it?
Someone couldnât wait to ask, as it could relate to their ongoing survival; after all, knowing more about a ghost increased oneâs chances of living.
But before anyone else could ask, Zhang Lei hurriedly revealed the information he had gathered through personal attempts; âThis ghost takes possession of other ghosts, and every time it takes possession of one, it gains a portion of that ghostâs abilities, and its own ability to suppress other ghosts increases, but this suppression comes at a cost.â
âEvery time it suppresses a ghost, it loses some bizarre ability within its body. In suppressing Yang Jian, it should have lost three abilities, and in suppressing the ghost that attacked me, it lost another three abilities, so the deadly situation of the ghost turning back has been solved. If it could suppress nine ghosts, then all of the ghostâs abilities would be lost.â
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âWithout its bizarre abilities, this ghost naturally wonât be able to kill anymore, and that is the real reason one wonât be attacked if they donât isolate themselves.â
âAnother three people, Wang Jiang, Huang Ziya, come up together, and as soon as you touch this ghostâs body, it means our sideâs number of ghosts has completely overwhelmed them, and we can fully suppress it.â
Towards the end, he became somewhat excited.
This purely numerical competition, they had won; they could completely suppress this ghost, rendering its abilities in the body completely ineffective, and reducing it to an ordinary and harmless corpse.
âIs that so? Thatâs great,â Wang Jiang was incredibly excited.
Huang Ziya also felt surprised and delighted; this form of suppression meant they could confront this ghost now, without fear of being killed by it.
However, just as the three of them were getting ready to act together, Yang Jianâs voice suddenly rang out.
âStop, do you want to die together here?â Yang Jianâs face contorted at that moment, âSuppress this ghost? Do you think I hadnât thought of that? I was the one who personally transported the Ghost Coffin to give to Wang Xiaoming, and Iâve been in contact with this ghost before. If a perfect suppression is formed, it will trigger the ghostâs second ability.â
âIt will abandon this body and reappear under a new identity for a second wave of attacks. Thus, this is a ghost that cannot be suppressed, Zhang Lei, your method is wrong; Iâve risked my life to test this before.â
Previously, he had repeatedly mentioned this ghostâs restart-like ability.
But clearly, Zhang Lei had overlooked it.
Under such extremely dangerous circumstances, believing they had found a way out, it was all too reasonable to forget Yang Jianâs previous warnings in their excitement.
But he had forgotten, Yang Jian would not; he remembered each and every detail.
âWhat?â
Yang Jianâs shout frightened Wang Jiang and Huang Ziya, and they froze on the spot.
Zhang Lei also felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, his complexion changed dramatically, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable dread.
Thatâs right.
How could he have forgotten about that?
Yang Jian clenched his teeth and said, âAnd youâve also miscalculated the number of people. If the number of ghosts to be suppressed is nine, then adding myself and Zhang Lei together makes six, but Qian Yi, whoâs hanging in mid-air, is still within the range of suppression. At most, two more people could come into contact with the ghost⊠So not only are you wrong, youâre wildly off the mark.â
âNow isnât the time to correct your mistake. Wang Jiang, come here, make contact with this ghost, initiate its suppression, and ensure that the ghost is left with only one ability on the outside, so there will be no chance of a restart, and the remaining two people will fend off the next attacks.â
âAlright, sure,â Wang Jiang agreed subconsciously, although he feared the stiff, darkened corpse, the actions of Yang Jian and Zhang Lei gave him confidence.
He immediately approached and grabbed the corpseâs arm.
A cold, eerie sensation invaded his body, causing him to shiver, and then he felt some bizarre power within him begin to wane, a feeling of being suppressed.
The number of ghosts was nine, and currently, the number of ghosts suppressing Yang Jianâs side was eight.
If the deduction was correct, now the ghost should have only one ability left to use.
Yang Jian didnât have time to think more.
The dim sky seemed to stir up a breeze, and without anyone noticing, strands of old grass rope began to hang down over everyoneâs heads.
These grass ropes dangled in mid-air, with a noose at the bottom resembling that used for hanging a person, extending towards the position right above each personâs head.
The other end of the grass rope, controlled by an unknown force, seemed to be able to precisely find each personâs neck.
âDamn it,â Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart upon witnessing this scene.
This was the Ghost Ropeâs resurrected ability.
Was this final ghost choosing to use the Ghost Rope?
The attack of the Ghost Rope wasnât terrifying, but what was frightful was its indiscriminate assault after resurrection; and the eerie ropes it spawned seemed endless. You might block one, ten, but not a hundred, a thousand.
A ghostâs power has no limits, while that of a ghost master does.
Huang Ziya and the other unknown ghost master, both having taken control of a ghost, wouldnât last a minute under these circumstances.
No, they wouldnât last even thirty seconds.
Soon they would die to the resurrected fierce ghost.
And once they were dead, without anyone to protect them, Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, and Wang Jiang would also be swiftly hanged alive by the Ghost Rope.
This was a dead end.
Therefore, time was running out for Yang Jian, he had to find a way to break through this predicament in less than thirty seconds.
âOf all the ghostly abilities to pick, it had to choose the Ghost Rope,â Yang Jian gnashed his teeth in anger and regret.
Because the Ghost Rope was wrested from his hands by force by this very ghost.
The reason for the struggle was to preserve the human skin paper.
But then again, if Yang Jian hadnât saved the human skin paper, they wouldnât have made it this far and would have been killed by the ghost long ago in this dark Ghost Domain.
âTake one step at a time, and carry out my plan first.â
Yang Jian could no longer concern himself with everything, he had to do something while the Ghost Rope hadnât started killing yet.
Although the ghost inside his body was suppressed, his own movements werenât greatly hindered.
Right then, he suddenly took out a blood-stained old newspaper from somewhere and without any hesitation, placed it over the ghostâs face.
Although there wasnât enough time to rewrite the ghostâs memory, he still had to do this.
The next moment.
The hanging Ghost Ropes moved closer to the people, and a noose of one rope was already approaching the neck of Wang Jiang, who was off to the side.
His face was full of fear, wanting to run, but not knowing where to go, for these terrifying ropes were everywhere in this dim area. And he was holding onto a ghostâs arm, maintaining his balance. If he let go, the ghost would not only start killing people with the Ghost Rope but would also use a second eerie ability.
âYang Jian, what do we do now?â He turned to look in Yang Jianâs direction, his eyes full of fear.
If they didnât come up with a plan soon, they would all be hanged alive by the Ghost Rope.
Not only did the Ghost Rope attack him, but strands of rope also floated towards Zhang Lei, Yang Jian, and Huang Ziya.
The moment anyone came into contact with the Ghost Rope, it would lock onto that personâs neck and hang them straight away.
This seemed like a checkmate.
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