Stella Gibson stared blankly at the person before her, or rather, the soul body.
Her nose tingled with an unbearable sourness, yet she still managed to say with difficulty,
"Be careful, elder... his wind blade can sever all... that exist within his black mist."
It was thus that Greta’s body was severed by him.
Otherwise, with the formidable body of an Undying Bone, it shouldn’t have been so easily destroyed.
The person nodded at her to indicate understanding, while another snorted coldly,
"Able to sever everything? Then I must see if it can sever my soul body."
The first person glanced sideways at their companion, softly warning,
The two soul bodies quickly formed an array, trapping the elder of the Black Mist Organization within the spell.
Stella couldn’t get involved and could only use her arms to slowly drag herself toward Greta.
Greta wasn’t dead yet; she needed to help reattach his body.
The coarse sand had worn several wounds on her body, but she didn’t care in the slightest.
Just then, something seemed to fly over above the clouds, and the next second, something fell from above.
It was Nathan White, unexpectedly thrown down by Dashiell.
A chubby hedgehog was seen descending from the sky, landing with a thud on the ruins not far from Stella, and instantly transforming into human form.
Nathan, falling unexpectedly from the high altitude, had his slightly plump body instinctively shiver, but he quickly noticed the dire state of Stella and Greta, ignoring his trembling, he quickly ran to her.
He was about to use magic to heal her.
Stella stopped him from treating her, pointing to Greta’s body not far away, "Save Greta first."
Nathan, of course, also saw Greta’s dire condition, but he only said,
"Greta is the Undying Bone, I can’t heal him. Only you can heal him, so you must recover first, then he can live."
Despite saying this, he still carried Stella to Greta’s side, set up a protective barrier, and then gathered a light orb to quickly heal her.
Stella watched Greta the entire time, even though his body was severed and immobile, his consciousness was clear. He could still look at her and say,
He intended to bring honor to his ancestors for her,
He still wanted to earn money and raise children.
Therefore, he would not die.
Meanwhile, Ashton Todd was firmly maintaining the spell in front of him, surrounded by encroaching black mist and individuals standing within it.
Behind him was the Gibney Family Head, one of Sea City’s Four Great Families, and Derek Gibney’s entire family, along with Lionel Strickland.
For some unknown reason, ten minutes ago, the Gibney Family’s young heir Derek Gibney and others, who had not yet succumbed to unconsciousness, fell asleep one after another.
It was originally due to Scarlett Jennings’ Shadow Mountain Ghost King Order that several small ghosts followed the fortune to the Gibney Family to awaken many people.
Yet unexpectedly, these people, once awake, were controlled by the black mist attempting to attack Ashton Todd.
Ashton Todd eyed the figures sparsely standing amidst the black mist around the spell, feeling an unsettling tension akin to a zombie siege.
As nervous as he was, two Shadow Mountain little ghosts were hiding behind him.
"Those people outside, clearly unconscious yet still able to move, are scarier than us ghosts."
"That black mist looks so eerie, even I as a ghost dare not touch it."
The two little ghosts murmured, making already tense Ashton Todd even more tense,
"If you have nothing to do, enter the dream and drive out the Dreamy Tapirus avatars in the Gibney Family’s dreams! Don’t distract me!"
The two little ghosts immediately responded,
"It just proves your mind is not stable if you are so easily distracted."
"Yes, and we have already driven away many Dreamy Tapirus avatars. These people were controlled once they awoke; what if these few awaken and are also controlled? We are clearly doing this for your own good."
They didn’t mention that the Dreamy Tapirus avatars of the Gibney Family’s elder and Derek Gibney were fiercer than others, and they were beaten out as soon as they entered the dream.
They couldn’t win, simply couldn’t win.
Ashton Todd thought the two little ghosts made some sense, and while he was persuaded, he also felt like crying,
"Then what should we do? How can that damned black mist control people?" The source of thɪs content is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
He’s not especially strong at fighting.
As for Braxton Weaver, although his human form looked quite burly, he also wasn’t a fighter.
Plus, even if they were good at fighting, they couldn’t manage so many people.
Not to mention these people being controlled by someone from the Black Mist Organization.
As Ashton Todd was conflicted, he heard Braxton Weaver suddenly say, "These people don’t seem to be controlled by the black mist."
He suddenly reverted to his original form, with large ears perked up, listening attentively for a moment, then confidently said,
"There’s sound within the black mist; those people are probably being controlled by the sound."
Ashton Todd was taken aback, "If another sound overpowers that sound, could it awaken them then?"
A little ghost beside him said, "The principle is as you said, but regular sounds can’t overpower a magic sound enhanced by the Evil Technique."
The other little ghost was about to agree when they saw Ashton Todd suddenly take out a suona from his backpack.
The little ghost felt a familiarity seeing the suona, "Why do you carry a suona with you?"
Ashton Todd replied, "I occasionally take on temple gigs to perform rituals for people."
In fact, it was for conducting funerals, and he had practiced playing the suona out of business need.
Braxton Weaver moved his ears and suddenly pulled out a small black fragment from his ear, thought for a moment, and handed it to Ashton Todd.
Ashton Todd was puzzled, "What’s this?"
It felt heavily laden with shadow energy.
Braxton Weaver said, "This is a fragment from the Ghost Gate, taken many years ago when I passed by. You can use it to enhance the sound of your suona."
Couldn’t believe what he heard, that someone even dared to take wool from the Ghost Gate.
But there seemed to be no other options now.
He took the fragment, contemplating how to use it on the suona, when he saw the fragment adhere to the suona like a piece of black soft gel.
Feeling the sudden enveloping shadow energy on the suona, Ashton Todd swallowed hard but steeled himself and played.
The loud and shrill sound of the suona emerged, instantly resonating with the soul, expanding around the villa.
The suona sounded, and hundreds of ghosts wailed.
The two little ghosts within the spell, being so close, were knocked to the ground by the impact.
As for those originally controlled within the black mist, they were jolted awake by the suona sound resonating with the soul.
They clutched their ears, realized their eerie black mist surroundings, and fled in confusion.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the black mist, a man hidden within instinctively clutched his ears, his expression grim and sinister.
"What the hell is happening?! What sort of magic is this?!"
He cursed under his breath and sensed a creepy shadow energy covering him from behind.
The man froze, then slowly turned his head.
Behind him, the exceptionally tall figure of the Yin Mountain Ghost King almost engulfed him, staring solemnly for a long moment before softly saying,
"Who dares to summon this king here again..."