Unlike the other Ghost Kings, the Asura God only appeared online. He was a player in a first-person shooter game, showing up in randomly matched battles. Anyone who killed him would get shot in the head in real life.
Rumor had it that the Ghost King had been a gaming-obsessed teenager in real life, and after dying suddenly while gaming, his spirit had become trapped in the game.
However, no one knew the truth, and no one shut down the game or deleted that account.
The game company insisted there was no such Ghost King, but the rumor still spread among the players.
No one gave up the game because of it. If they ran into him, they could simply avoid attacking. Dying in the game and losing points was still better than dying in real life.
But there were always people who refused to believe it, people who made mistakes, and news of skilled players dying and never logging on again. Some of it was true, and some of it was false.
After hearing that, the ghost actually felt at ease.
It seemed as though those living people were destined to be killed by the Ghost King, so he could kill people in advance with a clear conscience.
They fled the school, climbed over the wall, and ran to the internet café they often visited.
They all looked out of breath. The ghost's heart was pounding, but that was just a lingering effect of running a long distance, not a psychological reaction caused by guilt or fear over the murders.
When the internet café attendant saw them, he frowned. "Why are you here? Skipping school? Get back to class." He waved them away like flies, eyeing the group of kids impatiently.
"We have the day off."
"What kind of