Karl said nothing more.
He merely watched Jiang Qiao as if he were looking at a dead man.
Suddenly.
Xie Feifei's gaze sharpened.
From the waves beneath the small boat, swollen arms suddenly reached out one after another. Then, bizarre corpses emerged from the water. Some had crippled legs, while others were missing half their bodies.
They looked horrifying.
After surfacing, they glared at everyone on the platform with venomous resentment.
Then.
At an unbelievable speed, they began crawling up the stairs.
They quickly climbed higher.
And they were not alone.
The bricks, peeling wall plaster, and wild grass carried along by the flood had all changed as well.
Strange human faces emerged on the bricks.
Their faces were twisted in struggle.
The wild grass had become women's hair, while featureless heads bobbed up and down with the waves. Beneath those faces were no necks, only narrow bodies, as if they had been compressed into strips...
They were all ghosts!
There were astonishingly many of them!
"Can these people control this Supernatural Space?" Xie Feifei asked, her expression grim to the Singularity.
It seemed.
The situation was not looking good.
"No."
"They're only guiding them."
Jiang Qiao swept his gaze around. No ghosts were climbing onto the platform from any other direction; they were concentrated mainly on the stairs directly in front of them. Even so, the sheer number of them was truly terrifying.
At the very least.
If he had not been here, Xie Feifei and the others would have had to pay a heavy price to survive.
They might even have been wiped out completely.
"Hu Xian has been operating here for a long time and knows some secrets. By working with these foreigners, he can exploit quite a few loopholes. Take the evil things in the water,