Real or Fake

The second grave mound was soon torn open. Another Ghost Infant appeared and attacked, only to be killed by Delifa.

Two Ghost Infants had been slain in a row, yet Bai Xiaowen showed no sign of stopping. He looked ready to tear apart every grave there. At last, the female ghost behind him could no longer hold back.

With a shrill screech, her hair suddenly lengthened and wrapped tightly around Bai Xiaowen, leaving him bound.

At the same time, seven or eight Ghost Infants rushed out of the graveyard, shrieking as they charged at Delifa.

Bai Xiaowen strained against the black hair, but he could not break free. The strands were probably not real hair, but some kind of resentment made solid.

Delifa was occupied by the Ghost Infants. Seizing the chance, the female ghost rapidly extended the nails on both hands and tried to drive them into Bai Xiaowen's neck.

Bai Xiaowen smiled.

"Did you really think Delifa was the only one who could counter you? How naive!"

At a thought, the Black Soul Stone flashed with dark light. The Bone Warlock appeared, and a bolt of lightning crashed down.

Bai Xiaowen timed it precisely: the Lightning Strike hit the instant the female ghost's nails touched his skin.

She let out a piercing scream. Her black hair flared out like a startled cat's fur, and the strands wrapped around Bai Xiaowen snapped one after another. Boosted by the Bane of Evil effect of the Thunderstrike Art, the lightning finally proved too much for her, forcing her off his back.

Bai Xiaowen spun around and unleashed a Dark Swipe. Flames engulfed the female ghost, turning her into a human-shaped torch and sending her tumbling backward.

It took far longer to describe than it did to happen.

The female ghost wailed