"You won't think about leaving; all of you will stay as company for the afterlife."
Within the dark-shrouded building, accompanied by occasional flickers of light, shouts mixed with various screams incessantly echoed.
Relying on the Scapegoat Ghost's Supernatural Power, Ye Zhen ignored the encirclent of three King's Squads and easily defeated them. In a short mont, 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 hadn't appeared yet and was still hiding sowhere in the building. He couldn't extract this culprit because they were hidden too deeply. His Ghost Domain had covered the building several tis but had never found the opponent's trace.
Ye Zhen didn't 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 co out, and there was no need for deliberate searching.
Perhaps aware of Ye Zhen's intention, the surviving ghost handlers among the three King's Squads at this mont had no intention to confront him. They fled within the building, avoiding Ye Zhen's attack, trying every possible way to survive, because these ghost handlers were acutely aware their King was lying dormant sowhere, waiting for the right mont.
"Don't think you can hide; hiding in front of is useless." Ye Zhen roared out. He didn't pursue the traces of the enemy because the entire building was within his Scapegoat Ghost's 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 weren't exposed.
This bizarre situation deeply terrified the remaining ghost handlers.
Neither fighting nor hiding seed feasible; could they only run?
"Ye Zhen's eerie ability works without bearing other's attacks; this isn't simply transferring a supernatural assault. Quick, leave the building, mix among ordinary people to avoid this indiscriminate supernatural assault." A ghost handler hesitated no longer inside the building and dashed outside unhesitatingly.
He wanted to avoid the Scapegoat Ghost's supernatural power by mingling into a crowd.
It must be acknowledged, King's 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.
"I, Ye Zhen, didn't want to use such tasteless ans 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."
The hand gripping the sword bled, covered in cracks.
Yet these cracks constantly erged 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 King's Squad couldn't continuously bear such supernatural attacks, and thus many had no ti to escape the building before dying instantly.
However, at this mont.
Behind Ye Zhen.
In a place covered by shadows, beyond the reach of light, a tall, slim figure erged abruptly like a ghost; this person's body didn't seem solid, more like a mass of shadow, very illusory.
Such an insubstantial shadow wielded a strange dagger at this mont, stabbing towards Ye Zhen.
It was a very ordinary assault movent.
But at this mont, Ye Zhen had no sense of alarm, or rather, he didn't know soone was behind him; even though his Ghost Domain covered, it hadn't detected the ergence of this blurry shadow behind him, even during the attack, there was no reaction.
Until the mont the dark red eerie dagger contacted Ye Zhen's back, only then did his body tense up, sweat hair stood on end, instinctively turning around.
"Too late."
A low, chilling voice echoed; this ca from an attack by a King-level ghost handler codenad Assassin.
But before this voice rang out, that weird dagger had already pierced into Ye Zhen's body, after the stab, the incomplete fingers extending from the dagger hilt directly grabbed the holder, a certain supernatural backlash made this King's lips twitch uncontrollably.
"Courting death."
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 mont.
The King, code-nad killer, grabbed Ye Zhen's arm and easily stopped his attack.
Ye Zhen's eyes widened as he sensed sothing 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.
"You were too careless, so obediently die for ."
A low, cold laugh echoed; the King, code-nad killer, knew he had succeeded. He raised his hand to smack Ye Zhen's head.
The ghost controller's strength was imnse, beyond what a living person could possess. With just one hit, Ye Zhen's head shattered like a ripe lon.
Blood splattered everywhere on the spot.
Even though the mangled head remained on the neck, Ye Zhen's body had lost its breath and quickly beca cold.
"At the mont 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." The King's eyes were cold as he slowly drew out the eerie dagger.
The mont the dagger left Ye Zhen's body, the severed hand around its hilt finally loosened.
The killer's 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.
"Boss, you did it? Great, now we're safe."
With Ye Zhen dead, the previously terrified mbers of King's Squad sighed in relief. After discovering the situation here, they quickly gathered, but there were just three of them left.
In that brief mont, 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.
"Those who underestimate will pay a heavy price, even if it's the captain." The killer said calmly, "We 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 co after us."
After he finished speaking, his figure gradually rged into the darkness, ready to leave.
He wasn't interested in Ye Zhen's corpse, nor willing to take the supernatural weapon from Ye Zhen's hand, as this place would soon turn into a supernatural area, and taking those things would waste ti.
In fact, the killer's 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 Zhen's 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-nad killer, too. At the mont he was swallowed by the Ghost Domain, Ye Zhen's voice rang out.
"This move was originally ant for Yang Wudi, didn't expect to use it on you."
In the Ghost Domain, the King's pupils shrank abruptly when he saw Ye Zhen appeared unhard once again.
"How is this possible... Your Supernatural Power should have been unusable." He was shocked, even doubting his senses a bit.
"Because I still have a ghost inside ," Ye Zhen roared in response.
At this ti, another King's Squad ghost controller nearby saw a doll corpse head poking out from Ye Zhen's collar. The doll's head eerily stared at the people around it and was saying sothing 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 didn't matter.
Because this King was about to face Ye Zhen's storm-like attack.
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