"What the hell are those things?"
In the lobby.
The guests first rushed to the windows and looked out at the street.
But soon.
Their commotion caught the attention of those figures. Quite a few terrifying Vicious Ghosts turned around and began walking toward the hotel.
"Damn it!"
"They're coming over!"
At that.
Quite a few guests hurried away from the windows, their faces filled with terror.
Yet some guests managed to remain calm. Supernatural Aura fluctuated around them as they stared grimly toward the windows, prepared to act at any moment.
Obviously.
They were all Special Ability Users.
"Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic."
George's voice rang out again. He called loudly, "Those Vicious Ghosts cannot enter the hotel. There is no need to worry about them attacking you."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Seven or eight figures had already arrived three or four meters outside the hotel.
Behind them.
At least another dozen were walking this way.
At such close range.
Their appearances, like decayed wooden corpses, immediately triggered another wave of screams.
Many people were so terrified that they lost their wits and turned to run upstairs.
But at that moment.
On the hotel's exterior wall.
The antique lamps hanging above the windows lit up with a dim yellow glow.
The light was gentle.
Yet it carried an eerie haze.
After looking at it for a few moments.
It seemed as though their minds also became hazy and muddled, unable to remember what they had wanted to do.
And now.
Those terrifying Vicious Ghosts had reached the edge of the light.
The instant they touched the glow.
Something strange happened.
They actually stopped where they were, as though they had lost their target.
A few seconds later.
They slowly turned around and left.
"They left? They didn't