The Undead in the Lamp Sockets

Xia Lin stood before Celia and Sera, his sword point aimed at the ghosts gradually taking shape.

A total of eight twisted figures passed through the walls and furniture.

They were undead creatures bound to the mortal world by intense resentment.

[Echoing Wraiths×8]

Level: Lv.8×3, Lv.1×5

Weaknesses: Positive Energy, Netherworld-enchanted weapons. Special: Incorporeal, attribute damage, soul binding. (Three were level 8; the other five were purely there to set the mood.)

These Vengeful Spirits completely ignored Xia Lin and lunged straight at Sera and Celia, who were still in a [Dazed] state.

Xia Lin had no time to stop all eight at once.

But he did not recklessly charge forward.

He took a deep breath, pulled the bottle of [Shadow Eel Wine] from his Space Bag, and tilted his head back for a huge gulp.

"Gulp—ha!"

The strong, spicy liquor mixed with magic slid down his throat and instantly ignited his Dantian.

The recently condensed [Vortex Sea of Qi] began spinning madly, and a powerful wave of dizziness hit him. Xia Lin's body immediately entered that swaying, unsteady "Drunken Boxing" balance state, greatly enhancing his perception and evasion.

"Phew—" He exhaled a breath of alcohol and held the [Windrunner Longsword] across his chest.

A dark Netherworld energy immediately coiled around the blade. It was a [Netherworld] enchantment specifically meant for incorporeal creatures, ensuring the longsword could deal full damage.

Facing the two level-one Vengeful Spirits lunging from his left, Xia Lin flicked his wrist and sent out a [Wind Blade].

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The two cannon-fodder Vengeful Spirits did not even have time to scream before the sharp wind blades tore them apart.

That finally drew their aggro.

But it was not enough.

He rushed to the covered piano nearby and slammed the keys with his sword.

"Clang clang