The Prophetic Ability

"Let's make a deal. Use your imp to entangle Nightmare and prevent her from firing and interfering with me. I'll cripple Xing for you, then you can kill her, and I'll kill Nightmare. Of course, I'll keep the corpse."

Carlos spoke arrogantly, completely disregarding Yu Xing.

Song Quan raised his eyes but did not answer; however, the black imp had already separated from his body.

This means they agreed.

Yan frowned. Did they really think she was easy to bully just because she was a girl? They didn't ask any questions, just paired her with Xing, and assumed they were at a disadvantage?

She sneered, raised her hand, and fired a shot at Carlos's head.

"Bang!"

As the captain of the Armed Unit, she has a natural advantage in combat power. The deducer is just a human being; if a bullet hits, he will still die instantly.

The question is whether you can "hit the target".

The bullet was traveling too fast; the instant it fired, Carlos dodged quickly, his cheek grazed, leaving a charred bloodstain.

"Oh dear, how cruel!"

He gave a sickly smile, and Song Quan didn't let him be distracted by the gun again. The little devil became entangled with Nightmare's gun. Although it couldn't do anything to Nightmare, at least the gun was rendered useless for a short time.

Nightmare's abilities are not combat-oriented; this can be seen from her first reaction in a fight being to use a gun.

Of course, the prophet isn't a combat type, otherwise the imp wouldn't only be able to cause trouble and ambush people.

Carlos drew a dagger and lunged at Yu Xing, who was hiding behind the camera.

Yu Xing was currently exhausted; his face was pale. He dodged the first blade strike and sensed the aura of a sacrificial offering from the dagger.

Like Zhao Yijiu's dagger, it's a weapon-type sacrificial item with high offensive capabilities.

Yu Xing's two offerings were a candlestick and a doll, both of which had rather strange uses and could only be carried by his body.

He dodged the dagger again, grabbed Carlos's arm, and kicked Carlos several meters away. After doing this, his legs went weak, and he squatted down, breathing heavily.

Is Xing really that strong?

At this moment, questions arose simultaneously in the minds of Nightmare, the Prophet, and Carlos.

Carlos had never directly confronted Yu Xing in the Coffin Village. He always assumed that Yu Xing was an intelligent person, at most possessing the powerful sacrificial ability to resurrect.

The kick landed squarely on his abs, and even though he was prepared, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan hesitated for a moment, then tossed the gun to Yu Xing: "Use this, you can use it as a stick!"

The gun fell in front of Yu Xing, with an ugly little devil crawling on it.

The little devil chuckled and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth to threaten him again. The chilling aura emanating from it made Yu Xing narrow his eyes.

"Get out of my way." Yu Xing raised his hand and grabbed the little ghost by the neck. The little ghost that Yan had been trying to pull away for a long time was lifted up by him and thrown away like trash.

This drew Song Quan's attention to him.

However, Carlos, who had just been kicked away, had just regained his balance and was now "perfectly" positioned behind Song Quan.

"I was careless. I didn't expect you to be a combat type as well." Carlos clutched his stomach and didn't rush to attack again.

Yu Xing propped the gun up on the ground, stood up with the gun handle, ignored Carlos, and watched the frightened kid run back to Song Quan, squeaking and yelling.

Song Quan's face darkened. His little ghost only showed fear when encountering stronger ghosts, and had never shown any fear of a predictor before.

"I've seen these little devils before. Each one requires the blood and flesh of a living person to nourish it." Yu Xing said, taking the opportunity to recover his strength.

He gave a playful look. "You've got at least five or six on you, haven't you? You've killed so many people?"

"None of your business," Song Quan said coldly, turning back to urge, "Ghoul, can't you beat him?"

Carlos raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "What are you talking about? How could that be?"

He stepped forward again, adding, "Keep a close eye on that Nightmare. Don't let her escape in the chaos; she's my target."

"He can't escape." Song Quan replied calmly, but when he looked up, he met the dark muzzle of a gun not far away.

Carlos stopped in his tracks.

With the troublesome brat gone, the gun could be used normally. Yu Xing skillfully held the gun, about to pull the trigger.

Carlos suddenly bent down and pushed off with his feet, as if to lunge forward. However, his posture, which should have been aimed at Yu Xing, was twisted abruptly, and the dagger drew a clean arc, stabbing towards... Song Quan's neck.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

The bullets were also aimed at Song Quan.

Their original target was Song Quan!

Faced with the sudden turn of events, with bullets in front and blades behind, Song Quan remained excessively calm, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The attack landed perfectly on him, but black energy emanated from his body, and with a scream that didn't belong to him, he transformed into a small ghost about half the height of a person. Meanwhile, a small ghost not far away rapidly grew into the likeness of Song Quan, without even damaging his clothes.

"A substitute ghost." Yu Xing laughed. "These kinds of ghosts are even harder to raise. It seems you have more than just a handful of lives on your hands."

"The sneak attack failed." Carlos shrugged, regretfully clutching his stomach where Yu Xing had kicked him, looking a little annoyed.

Getting kicked for nothing is really annoying.

Nightmare took another step back, her mind perfectly clear.

Ghoul and Sachi are unlikely to form an alliance; their relationship is one of direct hunting.

Therefore, one of Fang Xiaoyu and A Bai must have lied about their true identity.

They conspired to lower the prophet's guard, but the prophet discovered their plan beforehand.

"How did you figure that out? You were probably still on the ship when Xing and I were discussing it." Carlos's nimble fingers kept moving as he casually twirled the dagger.

"Because I foresaw it last night: illusions will crumble, identities will be stolen, and truth will be hard to distinguish." Song Quan smiled, clearly having not been fooled by the two from beginning to end.

A faint black aura swirled around him, separating him from Carlos and Yu Xing: "You're not Ghoul, you're Magician, and I'm your prey, aren't I? Since I already knew this, how could I not make some preparations beforehand?"

Yu Xing felt a weight on his back. Song Quan's other little devil had climbed up behind him at some point, and a cold aura seeped into his body.

Carlos's interest grew even stronger. With a flick of his wrist, he magically produced a flock of pigeons from thin air. The pigeons flapped their wings and flew into the sky, instantly creating a significant impact on vision and hearing.

"Predictive abilities, that's way too overpowered!" His tone held no envy, only teasing. "But if you're too weak to begin with, even prophecy can't save you!"

Nightmare, however, quickly fled far away, his eyes filled with fear.

Magician were her prey, but... she was afraid of birds!

This is unbelievable! Why is this Magician just a "Magician"? He can even conjure up pigeons?

She peered through the gaps in the flock of pigeons and suddenly, a feeling stirred within her.

Intuition told her that she should activate the illusionary ability of [True Gaze] again at this moment.