"Haunted?"
Could something like that really come from the mouth of a Class-changer at level 9?
If an ordinary person talked about ghosts and such, Lu Cang would have thought it was normal. But Ansu was a master of death and had already comprehended reincarnation.
In front of him, concepts like ghosts simply didn't exist.
However, as Ansu answered, Lu Cang also sensed what he was thinking.
An invisible shadow... Could there really be a ghost?
Damn...
He really thought there was a ghost?
Lu Cang hadn't expected Ansu to actually believe in such things.
He turned to look back at the spiral entrance.
Yet, somehow, this really did seem like something supernatural.
There had been no warning, no sign at all.
A figure had simply passed by them. If the other party had meant them harm, that might have triggered some kind of instinctive warning. Even if his instincts didn't alert him, Final Sense should have picked up on it.
But the other party had passed by as if they were just an ordinary passerby.
Maybe he should try divining it.
Lu Cang frowned slightly and fixed his gaze on the future of Fate.
Amid a kaleidoscope of strange, shifting images,
Lu Cang saw a vision: himself falling into a vast rift, with distorted clocks continuously rising around him.
It felt just like being inside Doraemon's time machine.
As for the shadow that had swept past him...
Lu Cang looked to Fate again and tried to divine its nature.
But...
The result of the divination was blank.
The hooded shadow that had just passed by him, witnessed by both him and Ansu, was actually something that didn't exist?
Well, it really was haunted.
He'd seen it enter this spiral passage with his own eyes... What was it trying to