Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1589: Chapter 936: Disguise_4

Approximately one hundred meters away, the Fisherman caught up with Jiang Qingluan, who was fleeing with her back turned. At the critical moment, Jiang Qingluan unexpectedly took out a black bottle from her bosom and turned it upright.

The next second, without Yang Xiao’s interference, the Fisherman unleashed another Death Light, which pierced through Jiang Qingluan’s abdomen, causing her to fall helplessly to the ground, the porcelain bottle in her hand rolling away. ƒrēewebnovel.com

Within a few breaths, Ghost Fog began to rise around them. Deep within the Ghost Fog, shadowy figures flickered, resembling stiff Zombie-like silhouettes. However, compared to before, the number of Ghost Shadows this time was significantly fewer.

This was Yang Xiao’s Ghost Fog Bottle.

The Ghost Fog Bottle was activated, triggering the Ghost Fog, an eerie event.

The Fisherman mechanically walked towards Jiang Qingluan, who lay on the ground motionless, but her eyelids slightly opened to one side, feigning death.

But soon, before the Puppets from the Ghost Fog could find them, a terrifying aura silently appeared.

With the arrival of that aura, even the Ghost Fog thickened. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

No, it wasn’t Ghost Fog, but another, even more eerie presence.

It was the Mist World. The Mist World had invaded the Ghost Fog, and a more fearsome presence had arrived.

The Source Ghost had come.

With the appearance of the Source Ghost, the "Jiang Qingluan" lying on the ground pretending to be dead stopped pretending, rolled ungracefully into a nearby puddle, and vanished the next second.

Indeed, that was not Jiang Qingluan at all, but a Mirror Ghost disguised with a Ghost Face.

Not long ago, taking advantage of the green light from the exploding Ghost Lantern, Yang Xiao skillfully swapped the heavily injured Jiang Qingluan with the Mirror Ghost.

He instructed the Mirror Ghost to carry the Ghost Fog Bottle to lure the Fisherman, and after running far, to activate the bottle, triggering the Ghost Fog to draw the Source Ghost from within the Secret Realm.

This trick would be hard to fool the Fisherman in a normal state, but now the Fisherman was completely backfired, his remaining intelligence no longer supported such reasoning. His sole thought was to hunt Jiang Qingluan.

With Jiang Qingluan’s sudden disappearance, the Fisherman flew into a rage, darting around chaotically, trying to escape this bizarre Mist World to find traces of Jiang Qingluan, all in vain.

Yang Xiao had long attempted it; this Mist World could not be traversed by normal means, unless with a Space-type Magical Artifact.

Of course, with the Source Ghost’s presence, anyone daring to recklessly use an artifact would meet their demise.

The Fisherman’s remaining instincts sensed something lurking in the nearby mist, as a few beams of black light shot out, only to be consumed by the void as if they vanished into thin air.

The frantic dashing and uncontrolled use of spiritual power attacks were all taboo against the Source Ghost, drastically hastening his demise.

With his last charge into the mist, a peculiar stone statue appeared before the Fisherman. The statue stood two meters tall, back facing him, maintaining a standing stance as if waiting there for a long time.

The statue had long, slender limbs, its surface mottled as if enduring countless years. But upon closer inspection, through the cracks on its surface, hidden flesh could be seen.

The Fisherman paid no heed, or rather, his remaining consciousness couldn’t support further thought. He raised his oar single-handedly, and smashed it down on the statue.

However, his movements grew slower and slower until he was completely petrified, unable to touch the statue with the oar’s other end.

As the Fisherman was fully petrified, the slightly dispersed mist gathered again, and everything vanished back into the mist, as if smoothed over by an invisible hand.