Shen Boxia shuddered in alarm.
The Paper Person's blurry Paper Face was turned in his direction. There was nothing within those pitch-black eyes, yet he could clearly feel it looking at him.
His concealment had failed!
The thought had barely crossed his mind when the Paper Person vanished.
Another step.
Shen Boxia had no time to think.
The Paper Person was already right in front of him. Bone-piercing cold swept over him as its rusty little knife stabbed viciously toward his neck!
At that moment.
He felt a terrible threat.
A horrifying chill rapidly invaded his body, slowing his movements.
"Not good!"
"It's suppressing the supernatural power inside me!"
Death was closing in.
There was no time to think.
His figure blurred again, and in the snow more than ten meters away, a hazy silhouette appeared out of thin air. It was the outline of a man, resembling a flattened shadow.
At the critical moment.
Shen Boxia vanished from where he stood.
The next second.
The Paper Person's knife stabbed fiercely into something with a dull pfft.
It was that flattened shadow!
It had swapped places with Shen Boxia.
It took Shen Boxia's place before the Paper Person, while Shen Boxia appeared more than ten meters away.
After taking that stab.
The flattened shadow immediately began to rot.
Within seconds, a third pool of black Corpse Water appeared on the ground.
"Even a Vicious Ghost without a complete physical form can't block that knife?" Shen Boxia had narrowly escaped death, cold sweat soaking his back. "What kind of Supernatural Item is this?"
"It's on such a high level?"
Before he could catch his breath, the Paper Person slowly turned its head, its blurry Paper Face looking at him again.
"Fuck!"
"You just won't quit, will you?"
Shen Boxia's expression darkened