214. Attempt

"We're planning to go back tomorrow, Mr. Sean, what about you?"

Isaac fed Harlock a bone and looked at Sulu.

"Of course I'll go back with you. Um... I might need to go to the police station for help and get my identity documents replaced..."

Sulu replied with a smile, "Please be sure to leave your contact information."

He was implying that he would repay this favor.

It's a small matter; a dozen or so Gold Dragon will be enough if everyone sends a remittance.

Strictly speaking, they didn't save him; they only provided him with a little bit of insignificant help.

"Oh, you can go to the Grammar University and give any one of our names..."

Isaac laughed and said, "I really enjoy making friends, especially travelers. Listening to their stories from different places is a very interesting thing..."

"At this point, we have no choice but to bring out our treasured possessions!"

James smiled, took out several bottles of wine, and handed the two ladies other drinks. "These are low-alcohol beverages, perfect for ladies!"

"And John, you have to have a drink!"

He patted John on the shoulder and handed him a large glass. "Langchim Spirits... the blood of the fighting nation, a liquor that can be ignited directly. One sip and all your fear will vanish."

John was somewhat tempted and took a big gulp.

"Cough cough..."

Immediately, he seemed unable to withstand the taste of the strong liquor and coughed repeatedly, choking on it.

"Haha... John, were you so frightened by that Wraith during the day that you turned into a woman?" James laughed heartily.

But the next moment, his smile vanished.

John was lying on the ground, clutching his neck with both hands, his face turning bluish-purple.

"My Goddess... what happened to him?"

The two girls screamed.

"He... he seems to be choking, suffocating?"

Isaac was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone choke on alcohol like this.

But as time went by, his expression changed; he felt that if John continued like this, he would suffocate to death!

"John, take a deep breath! It's okay!"

He and James rushed forward to help John, but were swept away by an astonishing force.

John's face turned increasingly purple, and he was about to faint.

A strange voice rang out from all around.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe, like fingernails scraping against glass, the violent friction and impact of metal, or the screams and shouts of countless people in your ears.

Isaac turned around and saw Sulu.

The other person was staring at John, who was lying on the ground, with a serious expression, uttering unintelligible sounds.

It didn't sound like a musical note; rather, it sounded like the shout of a madman, filled with a lot of noise!

Words of Arrogance!

It is a more mysterious language Gulam Language and Ancient Hebraic, carrying even more mystical power.

Even for an ordinary person, fluent in Ancient Hebraic, it would be difficult to successfully use it to perform a certain ceremony.

But Words of Arrogance are different!

Once you learn it, even an ordinary person can unleash extraordinary power simply by reciting it!

Of course, its syllables are very strange, practically pushing the limits of the human throat.

If it weren't for the Attribute Panel Sulu had and the fact that he directly obtained the ' Lore of the Mad God ', he estimated that even if he listened to it a hundred times, he would still be just as confused as the ordinary people around him, unable to remember a single note, let alone speak it.

In this environment of frantic shouting and heavy metal-like music, John's suffocation miraculously subsided.

He spat out a mouthful of wine and cursed, "Shit... it almost killed me!"

At this moment, Isaac and the others stared at his neck with strange expressions.

There, two bluish-purple handprints, like tattoos, were clearly visible on the skin.

"Ghost!"

"It's Wraith from the daytime... It still won't let us go!"

Diana was the first to break down, spilling her wine glass on the floor as she sobbed.

Whew!

The evening breeze was chilly and extinguished the campfire.

The surroundings suddenly became incredibly cold and eerie, as if the forest harbored a large number of ferocious beasts, emanating a dangerous aura.

A sense of panic spread through everyone's hearts.

The only ones who remained calm were Sulu and a dog.

"Sean ...were you just chanting a spell to exorcise a ghost?" Elizabeth looked at Sulu first. "Are you the legendary mystic?"

Suddenly, everyone looked at Sulu as if he were their savior.

"Indeed... I'm a folklore enthusiast and have some knowledge of the mysterious... The incantation I just heard was merely a chance discovery during an archaeological excavation..."

Sulu smiled.

In fact, he had already seen it just now.

A Wraith dressed in old hunter's clothes, with bloodshot eyes, was choking John.

That was the real reason he suffocated!

Sulu chose to order the other side to retreat with Words of Arrogance because it only required straining his voice and didn't require any Inspiration. It was the most cost-effective solution.

"So what do we do next? Will that... Wraith come back?"

Elizabeth grabbed Sulu's shoulders and asked urgently.

"Clearly... he did not choose reconciliation!"

Sulu pointed in one direction.

"Ah!"

There, the Wraith reappeared, its body semi-transparent, its expression stiff, its gaze cold, staring towards the camp.

"Ah!"

"There really are ghosts!"

The five people in the camp were thrown into chaos again.

"Hehe... What should I do... hehe..."

The tall, burly James held a logging axe, but his teeth were chattering.

He might be brave enough to fight villains, but he loses his courage when faced with ghosts.

It's not his fault.

Everyone has things they fear.

"What's next...?"

Sulu had just tested the power of Words of Arrogance, and it was indeed quite good, though it was a bit taxing on his voice.

"I think... we should rely on it!"

Isaac followed his finger and saw Harlock looking completely innocent. "Huh? You mean... my dog?"

"Yes, Harlock possessed extraordinary power yesterday, and that was its mission!"

After all, it was this troublesome husky that took away that Wraith treasure.

You have to solve the trouble you created yourself, even if it's just a dog!

"Harlock... extraordinary power?"

Isaac stared blankly at the serious-looking husky, looking directly into Harlock's eyes. "Tell me... was I not dreaming last night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lay down on the ground like a dog, picked up a bone, and placed it in front of Harlock, practically wagging his tail.

All around, Elizabeth, James, and the others stared at the scene in stunned silence.

"I think I remember now..."

Diana murmured, "Last night, I was making meat bones for Harlock..."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Isaac, who was digging a hole with his right thigh, suddenly woke up, looked at his own appearance and the strange looks from the people around him, and asked a question.