"I'm already dying. Even if your backer is a Ghost King, it has nothing to do with me."
The Hanged Ghost gave a self-mocking smile, but his words left the female ghost in green utterly speechless.
Before the female ghost in green could appeal to his feelings, however, the Hanged Ghost took out the White Silk and looped it around her neck.
Under the female ghost in green's venomous stare, the Hanged Ghost finally hardened his heart and strangled her to death.
After the female ghost in green was destroyed, the utterly spent Hanged Ghost collapsed.
He was just like a corpse.
At this sight, Lin Luo's gaze grew somewhat complicated. In the Horror World, where the strong preyed on the weak, weakness itself was the original sin.
No matter how devoted the Hanged Ghost had been, his lack of strength meant that, to the female ghost in green, he had never been anything but a burden.
The deaths of these two ghosts had no effect on the battle.
Village Chief Murphy, in particular, was fighting in earnest fury, his cane releasing thick, viscous ghost power.
The ghost power coalesced into skulls, continually driving back the Sleep Ghost as he pressed in.
The skulls Village Chief Murphy released seemed alive, throwing themselves forward like moths to a flame to tear at the Sleep Ghost's flesh.
The Sleep Ghost was powerfully built, like a mountain of flesh. Otherwise, he truly could not have withstood such punishment.
Even so, the Sleep Ghost was bitten all over, copious ghost blood staining his entire body red.
Seeing this, Bai Qianqian could not help looking disappointed. It seemed the Sleep Ghost was all show and no substance. At this rate, he probably would not last much longer.
Lin Luo, however, did not believe the Sleep