"Star Soro's Ghost," an anonymous mercenary from a fairly famous mercenary company in some major nation.
That was his title, as well as the former great achievement of one of Star Soro State's disaster dead. It was a waste of time to recount, but every existence that rose from an ordinary person to Rule-level or above was basically a legend in the eyes of the world.
"But one legend can't beat two legends."
The former Death God Ghost lay on the ground like a dead dog, ultimately becoming harvested material.
His ability was quite interesting, called Doomsday Projection.
It was similar to Cat Cat's Spirit Fusion ability, but it abandoned the flesh and formed one Doomsday ghost after another.
Those things were somewhat weaker than his main body, but they still possessed the standard combat power of a seasoned Rule-level being. Of course, in the eyes of most Professionals, so-called "standard combat power" was merely a unit of measurement. If one only barely surpassed it, then in actual combat, they were just weaklings—high-level blank-slate infantry that could be mass-produced through all sorts of means.
"His ghosts are immortal. More precisely, physical attacks are ineffective. They're more like higher-dimensional 'projections.' Even if they're dispersed by a powerful Forbidden Weapon, the main body won't be harmed."
That meant he could hide somewhere and have his ghostly projections pursue a target without end.
Even opponents stronger than him would be troubled by such tactics and would eventually die under endless pursuit with endless methods.
"A pretty good scout."
Lu PingAn rubbed his chin and gave his assessment.
Clearly, more than one party had set their sights on him. No matter what, this man's combat abilities made him the most suitable sentry.
Perhaps that had been his plan. If he could kill Lu PingAn,