Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1574: Chapter 932: Execution

The woman couldn’t understand; the opponent was clearly already trapped here by her, so how could he possibly cast an illusion on her while engaged in such intense combat?

It might be possible if it were a high-rank Apostle, but the opponent’s spiritual power wasn’t even at the mid-stage Ghost Level. To put it bluntly, an opponent of this level had no grounds to perform illusions in front of her.

However, the woman was not blindly confident. She trusted her judgment. After all, compared to believing she had been cast into an illusion by a low-level Apostle, she was more unwilling to believe that a low-level Apostle could possess ten magical artifacts. Wasn’t that a joke?

Not to mention him, even throughout Japan, she hadn’t heard of anyone possessing ten magical artifacts.

More magical artifacts are not always better. Blindly controlling too many magical artifacts would only speed up the backlash, making it impossible to survive long, let alone engage in high-intensity battles.

After the previous battles, she was convinced that her opponent was an exceptionally clever and inherently crafty person with extremely high combat intelligence.

On the other hand, after engaging in in-depth combat with the Japanese woman, Yang Xiao had to admit that she was indeed an extraordinarily troublesome opponent.

This person was equipped with multiple top-grade magical tools, including a space-type artifact, one that could control Shadow Ghosts, a ninja blade that could restrict spiritual power, and a hand shaking bell that could seal a group of opponents’ magical artifacts. Seeing her possessing four artifacts indeed widened Yang Xiao’s horizons.

Of course, while incomparable to him, Yang Xiao was different; he was overpowered, given that his heart was interlinked with his elder sister in perfect harmony. Who would have thought the long-lost Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes from the Innate Nine Treasures would end up in the hands of a small Ghost-level Apostle like him?

The battle had reached a point of no return; even if not for vengeance today, he must eliminate this woman. After all, this fellow was close to exposing his utmost secrets, leaving him no choice but to silence her.

Yang Xiao could also tell that the opponent had no more solutions for him. After all, both of them were now ghost-like; conventional physical attacks had become ineffective, and even the ninja blade, which could potentially harm him, was limited by the Ghost Bell.

The opponent’s only chance of victory was to seal all his magical artifacts, exhaust his spiritual power, and force him out of the Soul-Capturing Mirror, revealing his true form.

And for Yang Xiao, it was the same; he could only face her Great Sealing Technique head-on to bring about victory. It was now a matter of endurance.

The Japanese woman’s advantage in spiritual power was evident, but in terms of the quantity and quality of magical artifacts, Yang Xiao undoubtedly maintained a significant lead.

To increase the pressure on the woman, Yang Xiao adopted a psychological warfare tactic, deliberately slowing his steps to create a stiff, deathly silence, pressing her step by step.

In just this little moment, Yang Xiao had already been sealed of 5 magical artifacts. Each time one was sealed, he would casually discard it, and discarding them turned into a bizarre thrill of running unencumbered. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

However, compared to Yang Xiao, undoubtedly, it was the Japanese woman who panicked more. After forcibly sealing the fifth magical artifact, she finally came to her senses. She confirmed that the guy in front of her was not a human, nor the kind of ghost she had imagined, but a mere illusion.

Illusion!

It had to be an illusion!

But who researched this stuff? It’s truly deceptive, making her waste so much spiritual power for nothing. Fortunately, she had experience; otherwise, if it were some reckless novice, they might have been exhausted to death.

No other reason, this illusion was too realistic. Even when those artifacts were discarded on the ground, there was an echo. At first, even she was deceived.

Although the Japanese woman could still barely manage now, her limit was approaching. After all, she couldn’t collapse now; there was still a fierce battle outside to fight.

She could sense that among Yang Xiao’s team outside, there were experts. Not that flamboyant duo with flashy abilities, but another, a man with a mask and steady steps. This guy had not made a move yet; his target was their captain, "Curse Blade."

The core combat strength of their 5-person team was her and the captain. The captain’s abilities were exceedingly unique; even facing him was a headache for her. It was an artifact powerful enough to change the rules of the game. Over the years, no fewer than ten same-level Apostles had died at the captain’s hands.

Moreover, the opponents would never imagine that after they ambushed and disabled one of the captain’s arms, gravely injuring him actually made little difference. After all, his abilities didn’t require physical confrontation or even movement.

That was pure "Curse Spell," a terrifying method to kill invisibly. Many stronger than him had been easily killed.

The battle between Yang Xiao and the Japanese woman continued, but now both sides had ceased to engage directly. The Japanese female ghost controlled by Yang Xiao moved step by step towards the Shadow Ghost, and the opponent stopped evading, deciding to confront Yang Xiao head-on.

The best way to overcome fear was to face it. Since it was confirmed that the opponent was just an illusion, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The Japanese woman did not have an illusion-breaking artifact in hand, but she knew one thing: such illusions couldn’t be maintained long, and once touched and exposed, their effectiveness would be greatly reduced and even possibly backfire.

The purpose of such a thing was to impose fear on her, deplete her spiritual power significantly, and eventually cause loss of control and backlash from the artifacts. This guy was too scheming.

One step, two steps... The fully female ghost-transformed Yang Xiao got closer and closer to the Ghost Shadow, finally stopping, standing upright in front of the Shadow Ghost, staring down at her.

The two ghosts locked eyes; on Yang Xiao’s female ghost face, no emotions were discernible, due to the nature of his abilities, but he detected a cold sneer and ridicule in the droopy, dissipating pupils of the Ghost Shadow.