"You little pest, you must have a death wish!"
In a towering rage, Sewing Ghost slammed the door open and stormed out.
Lin Luo looked closely and finally saw Sewing Ghost's true appearance.
Sewing Ghost's torso was pieced together from the mangled corpses of five or six adult men. With four arms and eight legs, he looked like a grotesque monster.
"Every pest who sees my true appearance dies!"
Sewing Ghost gave Lin Luo a chilling smile.
Players who had seen Sewing Ghost in the past had all been frightened out of their wits, falling to their knees to beg for mercy.
This time, however, Sewing Ghost was bound to be disappointed.
Lin Luo's expression remained unchanged. He was not affected in the slightest.
"You look like a deformed spider. Too ashamed to face anyone, so you slaughter the innocent?"
Lin Luo glanced at Sewing Ghost and spoke coolly.
Those words clearly struck a nerve. The ghostly face pieced together from chunks of rotten flesh twisted.
"I'll rip that filthy mouth of yours apart and pull out your tongue!"
As Sewing Ghost spoke, he suddenly extended one of his ghostly hands, its arm as long as a gibbon's, and swung it at Lin Luo.
Seeing this, Lin Luo used Ghost Shadow Trace and deftly dodged the attack.
That inconceivable speed left even the furious Sewing Ghost dumbfounded.
There was no doubt that the speed Lin Luo displayed was clearly beyond Sewing Ghost's ability to keep up!
"No wonder you dared provoke me. So your speed is your trump card!"
Even at this point.
Sewing Ghost still failed to recognize the gap between himself and Lin Luo, believing he would not lose to him.
"You'll never beat me by doing nothing but dodging. Once your ghost power runs dry, you're finished!"