The Underworld Office's Night Patrol Spirits had already pursued their quarry to the back of the Waystation, but now they had to stop. The figure ahead, who had blocked their chain with a silver ruler, harbored divine light within him. Clearly, he was no ordinary being either.
And that vengeful ghost was plainly unusual as well. In the brief interval since they had driven her back, her presence had already vanished before the two Night Wandering Gods.
Naturally, the two gods turned their attention to the Divine Being before them, believing he had concealed the vengeful ghost's presence.
Since their opponent had already made a move, they would use force first and courtesy afterward!
The instant the silver ruler blocked the chain, a spear abruptly appeared before Blue-Robed Ghost.
Whoosh!
Divine light flashed. Blue-Robed Ghost tried to pull back his ruler to block, only to discover that the Soul-Binding Lock had wound tightly around it. With no other choice, he released it and dodged.
But in the very next instant, another chain appeared from a different direction. The Wandering Spirit wielding the spear swept it through broad, powerful arcs, forcing Blue-Robed Ghost to retreat again and again.
Left with no alternative, Blue-Robed Ghost beckoned with his hand. The silver ruler spun rapidly, instantly winding up every length of the Soul-Binding Lock wrapped around it.
The Wandering Spirit controlling the Soul-Binding Lock was yanked off balance. Blue-Robed Ghost seized the opportunity to vanish from his spot, reappearing beyond the encircling lock.
"Impressive. I have now experienced the abilities of you two honored gods. Please, let us go no further!"
Blue-Robed Ghost cupped his hands and bowed. The two Night Wandering Gods regrouped and frowned at him, but did not attack again. They could tell he had no wish to fight-and had