Dimensional Suppression
Name: Phantom Object - Hook Finger Oath
Elements: [Ghosts], [Supernatural], [Oath], [Precious], [Comfortable]
Description: A valuable titanium crystal ring, the exquisite gemstone features a delicate engraving, suggesting it was once used as a seal.
It's worth mentioning that this ring seems to have been used as a medium for signing some kind of contract, and thus it's tainted with an ominous curse. A contract can be formed through a standard pinky tug, and if the agreement is broken, something terrible will happen.
Note: Anyone who breaches the contract will be punished severely!
Gently stroking the titanium crystal ring that seemed to be entangled with countless golden threads, Feng Xue quietly watched the Ghostly Shadow clutching its throat and rolling on the ground. The dark clouds behind it also seemed to be stimulated by something, and began to churn even more violently.
The will-o'-the-wisps hiding in the cemetery flickered wildly, and the mournful cries almost pierced Feng Xue's brain. From within the dark clouds, one after another, armored and armed skeletons emerged in formation. Behind them, on a palanquin held high by eight large ghosts, a man in a python robe looked down at Feng Xue.
"There are elements?!" Feng Xue's eyes narrowed suddenly as she looked at the text and Garbled Code floating above the Ghost King's head, representing the elements. Some memories that had faded but were not so distant began to surface in her mind.
"Are you scared out of your wits? Oh well."
Seeing Feng Xue's blank expression, the Ghost King reached out and hooked the Coffin Ghost rolling on the ground, which immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and landed in its skeletal-like palm.
"Save me! Your Venerable Lord, save me!" A dry, hoarse voice, as if every word was piercing the heart, came from the cloud of black smoke. The Ghost King reached out and grabbed, but it had no effect whatsoever. Instead, he Needle Stab that surged out.
Feeling he had lost face, the Ghost King let out an angry snort, attempting to salvage his reputation as if in defense:
"How dare you curse my vanguard! You deserve to be skinned alive and have your heart devoured by ten thousand ghosts, but I have always valued talent, so if you..."
"If you can't solve it, you can't solve it. It's not shameful." Feng Xue grinned, interrupting the Ghost King's pretense. The Ghost King was immediately enraged. He waved his arm, and the Ghost Soldier in front of him immediately raised their spears and thrust them at Feng Xue without saying a word.
Seeing this, Feng Xue disregarded the string of characters above the other person's head and immediately shouted:
"Write on, my Wonderful Brush Beneficial Calculation Star Lord!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the spirit of the Ouija board appeared. Knowing the gravity of the situation, she didn't waste any words this time. Her pen moved swiftly, and one by one, the word "death" appeared on the Little Notebook. The Ghost Soldier who rushed over instantly fell to the ground and then turned into wisps of black smoke, which disappeared into her notebook.
"How dare you!" The Ghost King's expression turned grim again, and he waved his hand once more. This time, however, it was not the Ghost Soldier who served as a ceremonial guard, but Yin Wind of yin wind blowing from his sleeves.
The Yin Wind, carrying ghostly wails and howls, blew directly at Feng Xue. Ghostly Shadow flashed through the wind, splitting into more than a dozen Black Arrow that shot towards Feng Xue from different directions.
"Die!"
The spirit of the Ouija board wielded its brush, unleashing a strange power that swept across the Yin Wind, instantly deflecting the Black Arrow. The Black Arrow, upon landing on the ground, transformed into Two-headed Fierce Ghosts, struggling and lunging forward.
The spirit of the pen used it to fight back, but Feng Xue watched it all clearly from the side. Each of these Black Arrow had two faces: one was ferocious and savage, and the other was screaming incessantly. And among the screaming heads, there was one that looked somewhat familiar!
"It's a player?!"
Feng Xue immediately realized the origin of these two-headed ghosts. Before he could even warn them, a Black Arrow had already struck in front of the Ouija board spirit.
The spirit of the Ouija board wrote the character for "death" again, knocking her down. But whether it was because the distance was too close or some rule was triggered, a stain appeared on the cuff of her gorgeous dress.
The seemingly oily lines spread rapidly upwards, instantly covering half of the sleeve. The spirit's face also showed pain. Feng Xue understood that this was probably a curse possessed by the ghost raised by the player. She reached out and pointed, putting the spirit back into the pen.
"Surrendering now is too late!" The Ghost King clenched his bone claws, and the dozen or so two-headed demons let out a shrill scream. Curses, like the entrails of Sea Cucumber being forcefully squeezed open, rained down on Feng Xue. Feng Xue, however, raised her little finger and whispered:
"Slay him, Great Arrogant Oath Finger Taibai Star Lord!"
As the true name of the Word Spirit that binds ghosts in this world was invoked, the strands of gold in the titanium crystal ring instantly connected, forming a sketch-like painting composed of countless fine lines in front of Feng Xue.
It was a female Knight-errant dressed in a chivalrous robe, with an extremely cold and aloof face. Her sharp, chiseled lines conveyed a chilling aura that penetrated to the bone. But before the painting was even finished, a series of curses resembling the entrails of Sea Cucumber had already arrived.
"Whoosh!"
As if shattered by invisible swords, the clumps of curses suddenly broke into countless fragments, and the golden threads woven together exploded abruptly. Golden Light, as if fading, dripped from the threads, falling like rain. And in this golden rain, the cold-faced swordsman in white took a step forward.
Although she looked much softer now than in the previous image woven with gold thread, just looking at her caused a sharp, stinging pain to emanate from every pore of her body.
"Order?"
Her clear, cold voice ripped through the dark, cloud-like aura like a sword's edge. Feng Xue glanced at the still-writhing curse on the ground and said calmly:
"Kill."
"Yes, sir."
Before the sound faded, the white figure had already transformed into a sword light, and the two-headed demon that was spewing curses was cleaved in two almost instantly.
"Jin (金) signifies change and transformation, the star of revolution, governing war and conflict. Its presence foretells dynastic change, perfectly suited for you, Ghost King."
Feng Xue opened her palm, and a wheel composed of six orbs of light appeared in her hand. The two -Two-headed Fierce Ghost on the ground, which had been cut in half, spun and flew into the wheel under the light.
Although, according to the game, these players should all possess the strength of Fierce Ghost Level, they can forget about being able to save themselves from Phantom Object with the name of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
"This scene looks a bit like flushing a toilet." As the Six Paths of Reincarnation began to spin, the Ouija board spirit peeked out from Feng Xue's chest pocket, muttering a complaint. Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said...
"Instead of complaining, you should consider your own abilities. Look at Taibai, and then look at yourself!"
"That's going too far! I'm just a Beneficial Calculation Star Lord, a clerical worker, and Temporary Worker. You want me to compare Combat Power with the most famous martial god? Don't you even look at the resources you've poured into her! You're giving me..."
At this point, the Ouija board immediately shut up, but Feng Xue laughed and said:
"If you want to become an upright person, just say so. What should I offer you? Do you want the Lord of Mount Tai in the East or the Underworld Son of Heaven?"
"No, I can't accept that, I really can't accept it!"
The spirit of the Ouija board emitted a somewhat painful sound of refusal, but Feng Xue laughed and ignored the cowardly spirit, looking up to admire the Ghost King's final fate.