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After the One-Horned Ghostman revealed his true form, he had no flesh or blood, only a skeleton as translucent as jade, radiating an aura of deathly stillness.

Now, those ghost bones, tough enough to withstand bombardment from an ironclad's cannons, trembled faintly.

Crack—

The tiniest sound echoed inside his chest.

His ribs had broken, more than one of them. The fractures were not smooth cuts left by a sharp blade, but powdery breaks shattered by force from within.

"Huff—huff—"

The One-Horned Ghostman struggled up from the ground, his limbs twitching beyond his control.

The two vigorous ghost flames in his eye sockets had dimmed like dying candles in the wind, flickering on the verge of going out.

He raised his head toward the human youth standing with his blade in hand. For the first time, he took this opponent seriously.

His earlier mockery was gone, replaced by fear, just as his race's name implied. Only this time, he was the one suffering it.

Their exchange had lasted mere dozens of breaths, yet it felt as though a century had passed.

The defense he prided himself on had been broken, the strength he prided himself on suppressed. Even the Fear Ghost Law, which had once brought powerful humans crashing down into the dust, was no more than a breeze brushing this man's face, unable to stir a single ripple.

Most terrifying of all, the dark-red blade in his opponent's hand greedily devoured the ghost qi within him with every collision, leaving the circulation of his power sluggish to the extreme.

All these inconceivable phenomena intertwined into one cold fact: the human before him really could kill him.

Was this even a human?

The Fear Unicorn roared inwardly, an absurd feeling rising within him.

Who was the real monster here?

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