The man in black didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot and his hair kept on standing up.
How could there be ghosts in this world?
He quickly threw out the first thought that appeared in his mind.
He didn't believe that there were a ghost in this world. The dark figure might be from some kind of secret technique. For example, the shadow magic from the Black Family.
Since this black shadow came to him, he should have discovered him.
But he couldn't possibly use any powerful magic that could make others discover his location. What he planned to do tonight had to remain secret.
The man in black waited for this strange black man to come closer. When it was close enough, he leapt forward and a dagger appeared on his hand, slicing towards the black man's neck if it could be called neck.
His expression changed after he made his move. Because the dagger in his hand didn't give him any feeling of slicing through the flesh.
It felt like hitting cotton?
He didn't know how to describe it and there was no time to recall the correct terms either.
The man tried to pull the dagger back, but it felt as if the dagger stuck on the shadow's body. He decisively abandoned the dagger, but before he could take a step back, he staggered as if he stumbled something.
But there was nothing like that on the ground.
The man looked down and saw that one of his feet had sunk into the ground, part of this strange shadow and the ground continued to swallow the rest of his body.
In just a moment, it had reached his knee.
The man was stunned and wanted to use magic but he couldn't feel any fluctuation of mana. His heart tensed and he gritted his teeth, intending to cut off his legs.
But before his dagger could reach his leg, his body stumbled and half of his body had already sunk.
The man was terrified and in the next moment, heart piercing scream rang out in the middle of the night.
This screen attracted the patrol guards.
They all rushed quickly to the source of the sound.
At this time, the White Family Residence
Aya, who was still devouring the food and not many people cared about her since her father was also accompanying her brother, suddenly raised her head.
She looked into the distance with strange light flashed within her eyes.
But from what she knew, the two realms should not merge before it was her time and even back then, the casualties were extremely tragic because of the difference in ability.
If these ghosts appeared here, wouldn't the entire world be destroyed in advance?
Aya's heart skipped a beat.
Aya's inheritance magic rushed to her eyes, opening her crystal eyes. The crystal eyes were just like their name, forming a crystal within one's pupil and through this crystal, they would be able to see through many things. It was a remarkable magic. Since she hadn't officially merged it completely, this state was only temporary. But this allowed her to see through the walls and so on.
When she saw the ghost, her eyes narrowed.
It's indeed the ghost.
Let's say that it was the weak version of the ghost she encountered in her previous life before she was brought to this time.
But it was still not easy to deal with it.
Aya took a deep breath and cut off the magic from her eyes.
Due to her 'system,' the amount of magic she could use was very limited and Aya couldn't bear to open this state for a long time.
She raised her head and saw Patriarch White not far from her.
"Father, have you seen a ghost?"
Without waiting for her father to answer, Aya said, "Father, I seem to have seen a ghost just now."
"Hahaha, there's no ghost in this world, kid," Fourth Wansu City's Head, who also attended the birthday party, laughed.
"Yes, the Head is right. How can there be ghost in this world? Are you tired? I'll let the maid to take you back to rest." Patriarch White looked at his daughter helplessly.
But at this moment...
The shrill scream could be heard very clearly.