"Ahh! Ahh!"
Screams and wails.
Shrill, resentful cries that seemed to bore into the marrow echoed throughout the entire valley. Among the thousands upon thousands of densely packed voices were men and women, old and young, without distinction.
It was as if cold, venomous snakes were pressed against his scalp, gnawing at his skull with a gritty crunch.
Looking at the constantly twisting and swelling "Ghost Mass" before him, Lin An could not help but furrow his brows.
Should I deal with it?
He could tell that this thing seemed to be formed from a large number of Paranormal Entities, pieced together under some unknown transformation. They were devouring one another, yet had not taken shape.
The other faces constantly tearing free from the central ghostly face clearly came from the previous Second Order entities.
The central ghostly face looked somewhat similar to the dead Yako.
If nothing unexpected happened, the woman who had died last had harbored the greatest resentment, and had thus become the final vessel.
However, perhaps because she had died too quickly, she had never had the chance to use her ability.
As he pondered, Lin An hesitated.
Everyone in the Japan War Zone had definitely been wiped out. There was no need to doubt that.
That meant that even if these Paranormal Entities eventually took shape, no one would be able to control them.
He could tell that this thing still needed some time to take shape. He could simply ignore it and leave right now.
"If I leave, will it spread?"
Cautiously probing the constantly swelling Paranormal Entity, a grave look flashed through Lin An's eyes.
This ghostly thing was very strong.
Before it took shape and launched an attack, he could not determine what its ability was either. But the resentment radiating from