Chapter 68 Ghost
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"What happened to your injuries? Are you alright?" Walter didn't dwell on why his mission failed, but instead focused on Monoz's injuries first.
"It's nothing serious… I was tracking them just fine, but suddenly a bunch of black baboons jumped out of nowhere and started fighting the Soul-Seizing Ghosts.
"I was discovered in the chaos, so I temporarily withdrew. Later, when I went to look for the Soul Eater pack again, I found that they had already prepared to deal with me.
"First, they revealed the ordinary Soul-Seizing Ghosts to lure me in, and then, while I was tracking them, the Soul Eater leader secretly approached with a few elite Soul-Seizing Ghosts and attacked me.
"Fortunately, my sixth Soul Skill still works normally and wasn't affected by them, otherwise I probably wouldn't have made it back."
Although Monoz's tone was calm, anyone could hear the danger in his words.
Soul-Seizing Ghosts are not good at encounters, but if they premeditatedly target a prey, they will be the most terrifying hunters.
"Indeed cunning." Walter's expression suddenly became serious, his eyes sharp as a falcon about to pounce.
Amon felt a sense of emptiness, as if he had lost something important, and then the world in his eyes suddenly froze.
It was like a person waking up from a deep sleep, still a little dazed for a moment. He could see, hear, and smell, but he didn't know how to react to what he perceived.
He felt like his brain was rusty and difficult to think.
A clear consciousness instantly took over his body. A Worm of Time, with a personality similar to the original, processed the received information and constantly transmitted the results to the brain through conscious interaction. Amon regained his ability to think.
He raised his right hand, adjusted his monocle, and said with great interest, "So this is the effect of 'Deception'... interesting."
What had just caused Amon's thinking to slow down was the active part of his own Soul Skill "Swindler", "Deception"!
The Soul-Seizing Ghosts didn't plan to let Monoz go, they chased after him and launched a surprise attack in the dark, and Amon, who was beside him, also became a target. They stole Amon's Soul Skill and applied it to him.
Since Amon had decided to make Soul-Seizing Ghosts the target for this Soul Ring acquisition, he naturally had a relatively deep understanding of this type of Soul Beast, and had prepared for various possible situations during this trip.
Among them, the possibility of his Soul Skill being stolen and used against him was naturally within Amon's expectations.
His first and third Soul Skills both acted on himself, only the second Soul Skill directly acted on the opponent.
If the Soul-Seizing Ghosts stole his Soul Skill, the only one they could directly use against him would be the second Soul Skill.
Amon's response was to prepare a Worm of Time whose behavior and way of thinking were similar to his own. After his own thinking was affected, it would take over his body through mental connection.
His eyes regained clarity, and he said in a low voice, "Be careful, the Soul-Seizing Ghosts are here."
The black-clothed youth and Monoz's expressions changed, and their original movements suddenly stagnated. They felt their Soul Skills were fading away one by one.
A ball of fire flew from the forest. The black-clothed youth looked unsightly, because this ball of fire was one of his most frequently used Soul Skills.
Amon stretched out his palm and materialized his Soul Power, a pale gray halo enveloping all four of them.
The fire flew onto the gray barrier, causing ripples.
The smile on Amon's face suddenly froze for a moment. The barrier covering the four of them only lasted for a moment before disappearing.
He subconsciously reached for his right eye, but he paused halfway through the movement, and then pinched his right eye socket… The monocle he had always worn on his right eye disappeared along with the barrier!
Amon shrugged and said with a hint of helplessness, "Okay, I'm out of ideas. They even stole my Soul Bone skill… It's up to you, Mr. Walter."
Now, Amon encountering them was like a low-sequence being on the path of a thief encountering a higher-sequence existence, and he was encountering a group… He was being severely suppressed.
Walter's expression was indifferent. He raised his right hand, his five fingers naturally curved, and then he suddenly closed his five fingers towards the center.
The surrounding trees seemed to be cut by invisible blades, neatly broken into sections, the fractures smooth and flat.
Along with them, several Soul-Seizing Ghosts with bodies comparable to adults were also cut apart. They were dismembered without any resistance, and the heads that fell down still had some confusion.
Although three Soul Skills were stolen, the passive enhancement brought by the Soul Skills still existed. Amon keenly noticed that there were a large number of extremely thin, invisible threads distributed around them.
It was these threads that caused the scene just now.
The death of their companions caused panic among the Soul-Seizing Ghosts. They made intermittent cries, and figures with long red hair ran between the more distant trees.
Monoz's face was gloomy, and at the same time, a sense of fear arose in his heart. If Walter hadn't arrived in time, he would have died in the hands of the Soul-Seizing Ghosts before long.
He didn't expect them to complete their encirclement of him silently!
A low, penetrating roar sounded, and the Soul-Seizing Ghosts calmed down, looking at the owner of the roar with some fear—
A Soul Eater who was half a body taller than a normal person, thin, with a scar on his face, bone whips wrapped around his body, and looked somewhat old.
Its eyes glowed with a blue light, looking at the four humans in front of it, its eyes full of ferocity and brutality.
When Monoz saw the Soul Eater leader, the wounds on his body throbbed faintly. It was this ten-thousand-year Soul Beast that had almost cost him his life.
Beside the scarred Soul Eater, there were two Soul-Seizing Ghosts of similar height, but more robust and larger, roaring threateningly at the four.
The scarred Soul Eater waved his hand, and the two followers stopped roaring and took a step back.
The black-clothed youth looked at this scene and marveled, "Their level of intelligence doesn't seem low."
Monoz said in a low voice, "Soul Beasts with high age can give birth to intelligence, not to mention Soul-Seizing Ghosts, which are very close to humans."
Walter gestured to Amon, "This is our target for this trip. This guy's age is probably around thirty thousand years, maybe even more. What do you think?"
"Looks pretty good, I'm very satisfied." Amon replied with a smile.
The scarred leader pointed at Amon, making strange "Huhu huhu" noises. His two followers nodded repeatedly, then stared at Amon, not daring to blink their eyes.
"Are they exchanging tactics?" Amon asked.
"Who knows? Maybe after you absorb the Soul Ring, you can try to communicate with them," Walter replied.
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