Yang Jian's hatchet triggered a medium and attacked the vicious ghost before him. At that moment, this supernatural attack seemed to cause some kind of conflict, setting off a chain reaction. Every light bulb in the fourth-floor corridor exploded.
The lights that had just lit up under the ghost's influence went out in that instant.
And this seemed to trigger the ghost's killing rule.
Once the lights went out, death was inevitable.
A second before darkness enveloped them, the ghost candle that had just gone out was lit again.
The ghost candle in Li Yang's hand was behaving abnormally, burning away at an astonishing rate, as if time itself had accelerated around it.
One second, two seconds, three seconds. In less than five seconds, more than half the ghost candle had burned away.
Moreover, the candlelight swelled dramatically, as though it had been catalyzed.
"This burning speed is simply unbelievable. Can it hold out?" Li Yang could not help but suck in a breath, immediately feeling the urge to light another one.
If he did not act quickly, there would not even be time to replace it.
But he only had one ghost candle left. He had previously given one to Sun Rui in the first-floor lobby of the Ghost Post Office.
"The ghost disappeared?"
Yang Jian saw that the terrifying ghost standing beside Wang Shan had not been dismembered after being struck by his hatchet. Instead, it vanished the instant the light bulbs exploded.
That strike had not produced the effect he had expected.
There was something even more terrifying within the Ghost Post Office. The ghost before them was not as simple as it had seemed. It appeared to be connected to something else and was not an independent entity.
"Captain, the ghost candle is about to fail,"