As the young people realized the issue, the man called Ghost also swayed his body slightly.
Without even glancing around, he immediately dashed madly into the distance.
But within seconds, a shadowy figure suddenly blocked his path, and a charming but cruel voice emerged from her mouth, "Where do you think you're running off to?"
The moment the figure appeared, Ghost felt a jolt of electricity explode at his crown. He instantly wavered in place, his eyes revealing a faint tinge of blood. Meanwhile, four daggers appeared immediately between his fingers, and as he lunged forward, two of the daggers spun out, heading straight for the figure.
At the same moment, his form blurred at high speed, leaving multiple afterimages behind. Those shadows, with a sense of illusion, indeed resembled ghostly visages.
"Shush!"
As the two daggers simultaneously aimed at the target, the overlapping ghostly shadows also swung their daggers, dashing forward fiercely.
"Die!"
