"You—"
The doctor sitting inside the room looked stunned.
Outside the door, the Straw Cape Evil Spirit struggled in the flames, while Jiang Qiao stood at the entrance looking perfectly relaxed.
This scene.
It was beyond its imagination.
For a moment, it could not even react.
"How is this possible... You actually defeated the Inn Security Guards... Do you know what you're doing?" it asked in shock.
"Oh?"
"Why don't you tell me what I'm doing?"
Jiang Qiao said with a smile. After returning to the room, he walked straight to the desk, grabbed the doctor by the head, and slammed it hard against the wall beside them.
"Bang—!"
Amid the dull impact, black, viscous blood trickled down from its forehead.
Although it was clearly a Vicious Ghost, it displayed many traits unique to the living, such as bleeding when injured, twitching in pain, and the brief daze caused by a concussion.
Of course, it also possessed the self-awareness and emotions necessary to communicate with humans.
If not for its icy body and the complete absence of even the slightest trace of vital energy, Jiang Qiao might really have mistaken it for a living human.
It was just a pity.
No matter how well a Vicious Ghost disguised itself, it was still a Vicious Ghost in the end.
Even the most deeply fused and terrifying Evolver would retain traces of vital energy in their body.
In a certain sense.
Evolvers actually shared many similarities with the uncanny.
The difference was that one had already completely settled into its form, becoming an existence distinct from Vicious Ghosts, while the other was still sliding uncontrollably into the Abyss of the supernatural, heading toward complete possession by a malevolent ghost.
"Cough... cough, cough..."
Only after striking the doctor several times did Jiang Qiao