"Wu —"
The five of them subconsciously gathered together, and the two specters also gathered together. They let out sharp screeches and pounced on the five of them.
Its entire body gave off a hazy white light, and it gave off waves of cold Yin Qi. Its face was blurry, and it looked like a human, but also like a wild beast.
The five of them gripped their weapons tightly. Although they already knew that their weapons were ineffective against the spirits, this was the only thing they could do.
"This, this … could it be a specter?"
The woman in the red battle suit was slightly pale.
"It must be. Look at its feet. It's not standing on the ground at all. It's completely floating in the air. That's what the books say about ghosts."
The woman in the orange battle suit was also slightly pale, and the hand holding her weapon was trembling slightly.
"It's coming! Dodge!"
The brown-bearded man warned loudly.
Whoosh!
The five of them, including Gray, quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the two ghosts.
"Wu —"
The two ghosts that missed their target let out a blood-curdling screech in anger and turned around to pounce at the five people again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The five of them were quite strong. They moved quickly in the room and dodged two attacks from the spirits.
"This can't go on."
Gray said with a solemn expression.
"There's nothing we can do. Our attacks are completely ineffective against them!"
The brown-bearded man frowned.
Everyone felt a wave of helplessness. None of them were weak, but the ghost in front of them was clearly not someone who could be hurt by ordinary attacks.
At this moment, the purple-haired Sophia suddenly spoke.
"I read in a book that spirits are afraid of fire and lightning. Whose weapon is fire or lightning?"
Crackle!
Hearing this, Gray immediately poured the power of the Sword blood into the magic sword.
His magic sword happened to be of the lightning attribute.
The surface of the magic sword was suddenly wrapped in blue-white lightning, emitting a dazzling light. It was as if countless lightning snakes were jumping and twisting.
At this moment, the two spirits approached again.
Whoosh!
Gritting his teeth, he swung his sword, which was wrapped in lightning, at the two spirits.
He didn't know if the purple-haired girl Sophia was telling the truth, but he could only give it a try.
"Ahhh!"
Two sharp screams suddenly rang out.
The two ghosts that were slashed by Gray's sword were not intact like before. Instead, they were torn into two pieces like cloth.
Not only that, the two spirits that were cut in half started to shatter and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, starting from where Gray's sword had slashed them.
That feeling was like watching fireworks burn.
In the end, the two spirits completely disappeared into the air, and the temperature in the room suddenly became less cold.
Only the magic sword in Gray's hand was still blooming with blue-white lightning, reflecting everyone's pale but relieved expressions.
"What the hell is going on?
How can there be such a thing as a ghost … "
The woman's voice trembled slightly.
"I heard that under some special circumstances, after a person dies, their soul will not dissipate. Instead, it will be imprisoned in the surroundings and become an unconscious spirit."
The purple-haired woman, Sophia, said. Her voice was unexpectedly calm.
"I originally thought that it was just a fiction. I didn't expect it to really exist."
Gray's expression was unusually ugly as he thought of himself.
Back then, he was probably like this as well. After his death, under special circumstances, his soul did not dissipate.
Of course, there were also differences. His soul mysteriously came to this world from his original world and even took over the body of a severely injured youth.
And according to the purple-haired girl, Sophia, these souls that had turned into specters were imprisoned near the place of death and would not leave. Moreover, they had turned into something similar to wild beasts. There was no meaning to it, and it was even more impossible for them to cross over from one world to another.
He just did not know if these spirits would take over other people's bodies like he did back then.
"Miss, what do we do now?"
Teresa, the man with brown sideburns, frowned and asked. Even he could not help but feel uneasy about encountering such things.
"Light the torches and go find the manager of the caravan. I'm afraid we're not the only ones who were attacked."
Sophia said in a low voice.
"I wonder how the situation is over there."
Everyone hurriedly used some of the wood in the room as torches. Each person held a torch and opened the door and walked out.
"Ahhh —"
"Ahhh, help —"
"Don't come over, don't come over …"
It was chaos in the alleys of the village. Dozens of spirits, emitting a pale white light, pounced on the people of the caravan with bared fangs and claws.
Screams were incessant. Some people were so frightened that they staggered to avoid them. Their pants were wet. It was unknown whether they peed in their pants or were wet from the rain on the ground.
Some unlucky ones were pounced on by the spirits and fell straight to the ground. Their eyes were blank and their bodies could not help but tremble.
There were also people who noticed the weakness of the spirits. They held torches and threw them wildly at the spirits.
As for the spirits that were hit, they let out a sharp cry and quickly dodged.
…
When Gray and the other four came out of the house with torches in their hands, this was the scene they saw.
"Help!"
The five of them were Blood Warriors after all and were not ordinary people. They had calmed down and quickly went forward to help.
A caravan guard who was running away in fear stepped on a pothole. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Behind him, a spirit chased after him.
He crawled backward, but the spirit was getting closer and closer.
Crackle, crackle!
Just as the spirit was about to pounce on him, he suddenly saw a flash of blue and white light, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning.
Woo —
Then he saw the spirit that was chasing him suddenly break into two parts. It let out a sharp scream and then dissipated like fireworks.
"Don't come over, don't come over …"
A woman in charge of logistics was forced into a corner by the spirits. Her body could not help but tremble.
At this moment, a torch appeared and branded the spirit's body like a soldering iron.
The spirit screamed and retreated, but the bearded man with the torch chased after it. The torch in his hand continuously branded the spirit's body.
The spirit seemed to have melted, and its body became incomplete. Finally, it disappeared completely.
The same thing happened again and again. Ordinary attacks were completely ineffective against these specters, but when faced with lightning and flames, which had a suppressive effect on them, they became extremely weak.
Not to mention the lightning that was wrapped around Gray's magic sword that could kill a high-ranking Blood Warrior in one strike, even an ordinary torch could cause a certain amount of damage upon contact. A few more strikes would be enough to kill them all the same.
Dozens of spirits were quickly killed by the caravan people and Gray's group who reacted.
A headcount found that a total of 24 people had died under the attacks of the spirits. Most of these people had died in their sleep.
As for the spirits taking over the human bodies that Gray was most worried about, it did not seem to have happened. At least for now, all the people who were alive were acting normal. It did not seem like their bodies had been taken over by an unknown existence.
"Thank you, noble masters and ladies, for your help!"
It seemed that the old man in charge of the caravan was very lucky and did not die. His face was pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He walked over to Gray and the others and thanked them repeatedly.
"No need."
The purple-haired girl Sophia shook her head and said.
"Although we found the spirits and killed them all, it's best that we leave this village as soon as possible."
"You're right, my lady!"
The old man nodded repeatedly and went to give instructions.
After burning the corpses of the dead and packing up the tents, the caravan and Gray's group of five quickly left the village as if they were fleeing.
After leaving the village, they lit up their lanterns and moved forward. It was not until dawn when they were far away from the village that the caravan stopped completely to rest and prepare breakfast.
Everyone was still in a state of shock. Such an experience was probably something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
Gray even felt that many of these people must have suffered psychological trauma and were so frightened that they developed mental illnesses. Of course, there were no psychologists in this world.
In fact, Gray himself was scared out of his wits. Even though he already had the strength of a Ferocious Blood Warrior, he could not help but be frightened by these mysterious spirits that were ineffective against ordinary attacks.
However, he was slightly better than these people. These spirits were not as fast as ordinary beasts in terms of movement speed. The only trouble was that ordinary attacks were ineffective, and people who touched them would not be able to control their bodies.