But when they finally saw that the figures below the walls were dressed in Tattered clothes, with wisps of white vapor drifting from their bodies, their expressions turned strange.
The defenders atop the walls wore Golden Armor, but the longer the two watched, the more wrong they looked.
On closer inspection, the soldiers themselves seemed to be made of mist, their forms indistinct. Even their armor looked as though it had been fashioned from gold foil, without a trace of substance...
They clearly weren't living people!
Were the two of us already dead? Had we entered the Underworld?
For a moment, the two policemen stood as if struck by lightning, their Hun and Po gone astray. They did not even notice that the Ghost Creatures attacking the city had spotted them. It was only when five or six pale, shadow-like Ghost Creatures crowded around them that the two finally came to their senses, still unsure what to do.
Only when five or six ghosts, like pale shadows, closed around them did their hearts jolt. They still had no idea what to do.
Only then did the two notice a layer of light around their bodies. It was a thin white glow about an inch from their skin, brightest above their heads and shoulders, holding up the Body Light that surrounded them.
The pale Ghost Creatures seemed deeply wary of it and dared not attack.
Only one Foolhardy Ghost reached out with claws that looked to be made of mist and swiped at Cui Zhengfei. Liang Ge reacted quickly and stepped in front of him.
But the instant the ghostly claws touched the white light around Liang Ge, the ghost shrieked. As though they had struck a red-hot iron, the claws hissed and scattered apart.
The other Ghost Creatures were