âYou wonât think about leaving; all of you will stay as company for the afterlife.â
Within the dark-shrouded building, accompanied by occasional flickers of light, shouts mixed with various screams incessantly echoed.
Relying on the Scapegoat Ghostâs Supernatural Power, Ye Zhen ignored the encirclement of three Kingâs Squads and easily defeated them. In a short moment, at least eight or nine ghost handlers of considerable skill fell at his hands.
But this was not enough.
Because Ye Zhen knew the real culprit hadnât appeared yet and was still hiding somewhere in the building. He couldnât extract this culprit because they were hidden too deeply. His Ghost Domain had covered the building several times but had never found the opponentâs trace.
Ye Zhen didnât plan on searching; he intended to first wipe out these small fries and leave the strongest enemy to deal with last.
Moreover, he believed that as long as he eliminated the subordinates, the boss would naturally come out, and there was no need for deliberate searching.
Perhaps aware of Ye Zhenâs intention, the surviving ghost handlers among the three Kingâs Squads at this moment had no intention to confront him. They fled within the building, avoiding Ye Zhenâs attack, trying every possible way to survive, because these ghost handlers were acutely aware their King was lying dormant somewhere, waiting for the right moment.
âDonât think you can hide; hiding in front of me is useless.â Ye Zhen roared out. He didnât pursue the traces of the enemy because the entire building was within his Scapegoat Ghostâs area of influence.
At once, he stared at that Ghost Face branded on the longsword and even proactively reached out to touch.
The inevitable killing rule fell upon Ye Zhen; he voluntarily bore the harm brought by his own supernatural item, but soon he transferred this damage away, causing other ghost handlers in the building to endure it.
Ah!
Several agonized screams echoed from a corner of the building.
Clearly, the supernatural attack Ye Zhen transferred rendered several ghost handlers unable to bear it, dying on the spot, yet their hiding positions werenât exposed.
This bizarre situation deeply terrified the remaining ghost handlers.
Neither fighting nor hiding seemed feasible; could they only run?
âYe Zhenâs eerie ability works without bearing otherâs attacks; this isnât simply transferring a supernatural assault. Quick, leave the building, mix among ordinary people to avoid this indiscriminate supernatural assault.â A ghost handler hesitated no longer inside the building and dashed outside unhesitatingly.
He wanted to avoid the Scapegoat Ghostâs supernatural power by mingling into a crowd.
It must be acknowledged, Kingâs Squad does have talented individuals; they quickly found a way to counter the Scapegoat Ghost.
But can they escape?
Through self-harm, Ye Zhen transferred the supernatural attack outwards; under such conditions, escaping was difficult, because the Scapegoat Ghost transferred the supernatural attack very fast, almost instantaneously.
âI, Ye Zhen, didnât want to use such tasteless means to get rid of you lowlifes, but to avenge Ah Wu and to have you accompany my supernatural forum comrades in the afterlife, I, Ye Zhen, today will shed this skin without speaking of virtue.â
The hand gripping the sword bled, covered in cracks.
Yet these cracks constantly emerged and vanished.
Looking at the longsword signifies death, touching the sword signifies cracking.
Two types of supernatural damages were uninterruptedly transferred by the Scapegoat Ghost onto others in the building.
Even the most elite ghost handlers of the Kingâs Squad couldnât continuously bear such supernatural attacks, and thus many had no time to escape the building before dying instantly.
However, at this moment.
Behind Ye Zhen.
In a place covered by shadows, beyond the reach of light, a tall, slim figure emerged abruptly like a ghost; this personâs body didnât seem solid, more like a mass of shadow, very illusory.
Such an insubstantial shadow wielded a strange dagger at this moment, stabbing towards Ye Zhen.
It was a very ordinary assault movement.
But at this moment, Ye Zhen had no sense of alarm, or rather, he didnât know someone was behind him; even though his Ghost Domain covered, it hadnât detected the emergence of this blurry shadow behind him, even during the attack, there was no reaction.
Until the moment the dark red eerie dagger contacted Ye Zhenâs back, only then did his body tense up, sweat hair stood on end, instinctively turning around.
âToo late.â
A low, chilling voice echoed; this came from an attack by a King-level ghost handler codenamed Assassin.
But before this voice rang out, that weird dagger had already pierced into Ye Zhenâs body, after the stab, the incomplete fingers extending from the dagger hilt directly grabbed the holder, a certain supernatural backlash made this Kingâs lips twitch uncontrollably.
âCourting death.â
Ye Zhen was furious. Ignoring the stab wound on his back, he swung his sword backward, determined to kill the assailant behind him.
But in the next moment.
The King, code-named killer, grabbed Ye Zhenâs arm and easily stopped his attack.
Ye Zhenâs eyes widened as he sensed something was wrong.
He discovered that his Ghost Domain had vanished, all his Supernatural Power had gone silent, and even his strength had decreased. This swing of his sword was as if an ordinary person wielded it, no wonder it was easily blocked by his opponent.
âYou were too careless, so obediently die for me.â
A low, cold laugh echoed; the King, code-named killer, knew he had succeeded. He raised his hand to smack Ye Zhenâs head.
The ghost controllerâs strength was immense, beyond what a living person could possess. With just one hit, Ye Zhenâs head shattered like a ripe melon.
Blood splattered everywhere on the spot.
Even though the mangled head remained on the neck, Ye Zhenâs body had lost its breath and quickly became cold.
âAt the moment you lost your Supernatural Power, you were just an ordinary person. As an ordinary person, I shattered your head. I refuse to believe you can transfer such an injury to another person.â The Kingâs eyes were cold as he slowly drew out the eerie dagger.
The moment the dagger left Ye Zhenâs body, the severed hand around its hilt finally loosened.
The killerâs tightly bound wrists were finally freed, but the arm still bore an indelible eerie bruise, and his wrists had many such bruises.
This is the price of using a supernatural weapon. Even he, as a King-level ghost controller, had to bear this cost.
However, the killer felt the price was worth it because he eliminated the leader of the supernatural forum, Ye Zhen, and personally destroyed a top-tier supernatural force.
âBoss, you did it? Great, now weâre safe.â
With Ye Zhen dead, the previously terrified members of Kingâs Squad sighed in relief. After discovering the situation here, they quickly gathered, but there were just three of them left.
In that brief moment, Ye Zhen had already annihilated two squads.
If Ye Zhen had been given a few more seconds, these remaining three might not have survived either.
âThose who underestimate me will pay a heavy price, even if itâs the captain.â The killer said calmly, âWe should leave now. The Ghost Ship is about to dock. We must hide before then, to avoid another confrontation. Otherwise, the opponent might abandon the Ghost Ship to come after us.â
After he finished speaking, his figure gradually merged into the darkness, ready to leave.
He wasnât interested in Ye Zhenâs corpse, nor willing to take the supernatural weapon from Ye Zhenâs hand, as this place would soon turn into a supernatural area, and taking those things would waste time.
In fact, the killerâs decision was correct.
Because all the squad captains at headquarters were rushing over, and they had already entered Dahai City. If the killer lingered out of greed, he would risk being surrounded and killed by the captains.
However, just as this killer was withdrawing.
Ye Zhen, who had lost most of his head and showed no signs of life, suddenly twitched a finger, whether from a nerve reflex or a supernatural revival inside his body.
Suddenly.
Ye Zhenâs body spun around, his long sword swinging along.
The Ghost Domain burst forth, instantly tearing apart everything in front of him, enveloping the King, code-named killer, too. At the moment he was swallowed by the Ghost Domain, Ye Zhenâs voice rang out.
âThis move was originally meant for Yang Wudi, didnât expect to use it on you.â
In the Ghost Domain, the Kingâs pupils shrank abruptly when he saw Ye Zhen appeared unharmed once again.
âHow is this possible⊠Your Supernatural Power should have been unusable.â He was shocked, even doubting his senses a bit.
âBecause I still have a ghost inside me,â Ye Zhen roared in response.
At this time, another Kingâs Squad ghost controller nearby saw a doll corpse head poking out from Ye Zhenâs collar. The dollâs head eerily stared at the people around it and was saying something without making any sound, leaving one wondering what it was talking about.
This doll corpse was the ghost that followed Ye Zhen from the Ghost Ship.
Clearly, all the unreasonable things that occurred just now were related to this eerie doll corpse.
But now, it didnât matter.
Because this King was about to face Ye Zhenâs storm-like attack.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
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