"That should be quite clear. After all, you were the one who gave me the clues about Baal's Ghost Eyes."
At these words, the Farmer, who had still been planning to question Lin Luo, showed fear on his ugly ghostly face that he could hardly conceal.
The Farmer was extremely familiar with that Ghost Baby and understood how troublesome it was.
In his view, if Lin Luo went looking for trouble with the Ghost Baby, escaping unscathed was the most he could manage.
He might even end up playing with fire and burning himself.
But the situation now was completely different from what he had expected.
The flames Lin Luo released were far fiercer than before.
The Wretched Ghost, whose strength was comparable to the Farmer's, had barely touched them before he was burned beyond recognition, and even his formidable Ghost Power had noticeably weakened.
Under the searing of the eerie netherfire, the Wretched Ghost howled uncontrollably, then endured the pain and shed his skin, barely escaping the netherfire's burning.
Though he had saved his life, the Wretched Ghost was in terrible shape, and his aura had weakened considerably.
"As expected of a Flaying Ghost who could pass himself off as the real thing in a Wretched Ghost's skin. Quite the trick."
Lin Luo gave the Wretched Ghost a teasing smile.
His words, however, only intensified the killing intent in the Wretched Ghost's eyes.
He and Lin Luo were already locked in a fight to the death. He had to dispose of this grave threat as soon as possible.
Otherwise, if Lin Luo survived tonight, he would probably be doomed.
"Farmer, stop holding back, or we'll both die at this bug's hands."
The Wretched Ghost growled at the Farmer while channeling his Ghost Power and burning his ghostly body.
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