Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1358 - 144 The Maddening Ghost

"Dong, dong, dong," the long bell tolls echoed above the Undead Capital, shattering the tranquility of the night. It was the first time the girls had heard a metallic sound since entering the World of the Dead, which also precisely confirmed everyone’s speculation back in the canyon. The mining traces they had seen seemed to have been made to cast these communal objects for the city. But the girls felt no joy in having their conjectures confirmed; just as the bell sounded, they had just entered the city limits, wondering why they hadn’t seen a single Undead in such a large city and worried whether something was amiss.

With the bell tolling, the good news was that they no longer had to wonder, for after the bell, the entire city started to stir. The sounds of doors opening and closing, footsteps, and distant shouts all proved that the city was not experiencing any abnormalities. However, the bad news was that the bell was clearly meant for the visiting adventure team; the bell had started to ring right as they entered, and no one would believe it was a coincidence. And it wasn’t just the bell that sounded—there were also human voices. Right in front of everyone, a Ghost extended half of its body out of the stone house. Upon seeing the members of the adventure team, its body flickered as it shouted loudly into the sky, "There are living people here!"

"Living people? Have we finally got living people?" "Beings with life, they have life." "Yes, I smell the scent of living beings." "Over there, hurry up, they’re right there." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The Ghost’s shout, like cold water spilled into a hot oil pan, caused the disturbance to explode in the surrounding area, with noisy shouting accompanied by the friction of numerous bones approaching the adventure team from all directions.

As soon as the bell tolled, aside from the two little Undead, the six combat-ready members of the adventure team reacted to the sudden bell in surprise. Before the echo of the bell faded, Catherine had her shield in hand, stabbing it heavily into the ground. The spiked edge of the Falcon Shield sank deeply into the stone floor, securing it firmly, while in her other hand, her one-handed sword gleamed with the light of Aggression, ready to unleash the knight’s battle skills at a moment’s notice. On either side of Catherine, Ava and Lina guarded Catherine’s flanks, left and right. Ava’s Third Eye on her forehead had opened, and her fists were clenched tightly while Lina’s spellbook hovered in front of herself, her left hand lightly resting on it, and her right hand holding a mace towards the ground. The priest girl had not activated the Divine Art of Life, as rashly using it in the World of the Dead seemed little different from declaring war; however, the faint light emanating from the spellbook indicated she was ready to cast her Divine Spells at any moment.

Behind the three-person barrier, two spell-casting girls guarded the rear of the trio, one in front and one behind. Freya, with her back to the others, held a hefty crystal energy cannon, while beside her, the base of a crystal energy cannon had begun to take shape but was not further assembled. Standing back-to-back with the princess was Vivian, the Mage girl who appeared most at ease, with her arms crossed in front of her, standing silently as if she were doing nothing—of course, this would be true if you did not take into account the dozen or so bottles of milky potion fluttering around her. On either side of Vivian, the two little ones were likewise protected in the center by the others; the little ones looked around in confusion as their sisters seemed to change in an instant, completely unsure of what was happening despite being curious.

As for Pannis, naturally, Pannis had disappeared, but the girls wouldn’t worry or doubt. If a battle truly broke out, he would definitely appear at the most lethal spot to the enemy—that was trust and understanding.

The noisy voices approached at a speed that was anything but slow, and among the undead, ghosts—which can pass through barriers and levitate—accounted for most of the noise. Hence, the girls could hear the clamorous sounds getting closer in a straight line, and before long, they were as clear as if they emanated right beside them. This was the first time the girls realized what it felt like to be surrounded by countless ghosts. They had only seen such a scale of ghosts in the ruins of Briana, but back then, they were merely bystanders witnessing the tragedy of the city’s fall and didn’t truly experience being encircled by a large number of ghosts. So, it wasn’t until now that they understood the immense psychological pressure brought on by facing a sky filled with ghosts.

"If we really have to fight this time, then I must apologize to Dora once I get back," Lina almost couldn’t help but unleash the Divine Spell she had been brewing, but thankfully she calmed down in time. According to the plan discussed on the night they entered Death’s Gate, since the undead were capable of communication, even if they needed to fight, they were to hold off on taking action until absolutely necessary to ensure safety and avoid unnecessary trouble. Thus, with twitching muscles at the corners of her eyes and clenched teeth, the priest girl said, "I think she must have seen these guys before."

"Although I’d like to agree with you, unfortunately, she’s just been scared of ghosts since she was little," Catherine inhaled deeply and commanded in a low voice, "The enemy is about to breach the safety distance. Get ready to counterattack."

The reason why Lina expressed such a sentiment was that she finally saw the noisy ghosts; hundreds of ghosts were crowded into several groups, their semi-transparent bodies overlapping and forming what might be described as a screen of ghosts in front of them, or like several monsters bristling with countless arms and heads. A normal person would feel chills with just one glance. But what was even more difficult to bear was that this cluster of translucent undead, while squeezing together, were also non-stop talking—or rather, bickering—with hundreds of voices emerging from the same spot and attacking the girls’ eardrums, causing their heads to throb as if they were about to explode. Their taut nerves were on the verge of collapse, and the only thing they wanted to do now was to unleash their most powerful attacks and completely purify this group of annoying ghosts.

However, the ghosts did not give them the chance. When they got close enough, they suddenly stopped moving forward and instead spread out a little, encircling the girls in the middle. It was hard to imagine how hundreds of ghosts could tightly surround seven people, yet the ghosts managed to do exactly that, intently staring at the girls at the center as if missing a single glance would subject them to terrible losses.

"Wait a bit longer." Catherine realized her voice simply couldn’t reach Lina’s ears, so she took action instead, pressing down on Lina’s hand that was about to madly purify and gently shook her head. The knight girl noticed that the ghosts had not yet entered what she considered the safe distance; it was not yet the best time to act.

Lina stamped her foot heavily, but ultimately still suppressed the desire to purify.