This was not the first time outsiders had entered the town and encountered a series of supernatural events. Whether they were travelers in groups, outsiders who had wandered in by mistake, or simply passersby, the evil spirit would use its possession and lies to watch them investigate the town, flee in panic, or furiously slaughter one another.
For a ghost that could perfectly control other people's bodies and even access their memories, deceiving ordinary people was far too easy. Its powers were so strong, and deceiving people so convenient, that it had never bothered to hone its skills at deception.
Even if some clever people grew suspicious, the evil spirit could accurately recount details from the possessed person's memories and imitate even small habits flawlessly. Not even intimate partners could tell the difference. Why would it need to study anything deeper?
Besides, the politicians had known perfectly well about the tragedy that had happened back then. Once the former local councilors rose through the ranks, they worked even harder to suppress the news. The town's existence had practically been erased completely, so naturally no teams of experts came to investigate. They would not even allow anyone remotely professional to approach. That left only tourists.
People like that had no professional knowledge and no defenses. They were basically easy marks, one after another. It did not even need hypnosis; it only had to control one companion's body and launch a sneak attack.
As a result, for all these years, the evil spirit had essentially been swimming in a pond full of easy prey. Forget elite agents or special forces soldiers—it had not even encountered an eighty-year-old law enforcement officer. Put simply, it had no experience dealing with anyone extraordinary.
The Players who entered this Dungeon were indeed restricted to ordinary bodies