Chapter 153: Emerging Pattern
A wooden stick of unknown origin, combined with part of Zhang Qian’s True Qi, successfully opened a small rift on the Fierce Ghost’s body.
Seizing the opportunity, slightly pale fingers inserted into the Fierce Ghost’s body along the rift, then slightly bent and tightly dug into the cold flesh.
The True Qi covering Zhang Qian’s body also drilled into the Fierce Ghost’s body as a result, colliding with the Supernatural Power.
The two were almost evenly matched, constantly melting away and then constantly Resurging, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.
But while Zhang Qian was attacking the Fierce Ghost, the Fierce Ghost’s Strength was also attacking Zhang Qian.
Even the True Qi that wrapped around his Arms without any gaps couldn’t block the Fierce Ghost’s attack; the Severed Limb Ghost’s Supernatural Power crossed the True Qi’s defense line in a bizarre way, directly acting on Zhang Qian’s body.
In just an instant, ferocious Wounds started from the back of his hand and spread upward along Zhang Qian’s Arms.
No Blood seeped out from these Wounds; they only split open the surface Skin, exposing the bright red Muscle inside.
Slightly focusing, one could even see strands of Muscle tightening with Zhang Qian’s Actions.
These Wounds looked ferocious and terrifying, but Zhang Qian, as the Attack Target, felt no Pain, as if the cracked areas were not part of his Body, but just a layer of clothing worn outside.
Although it avoided the torment of Pain, it wasn’t necessarily a good thing.
Pain at least could serve as a Warning of Danger; without pain sensation from this attack, it meant Zhang Qian didn’t even know the Progress of the attack.
Maybe it would be fine one second, and the next second he would drop dead on the spot.
“What a vicious Ability; if used for a sneak attack, the Attack Target probably wouldn’t even know how they died…”
If it continued for a while longer, until the Skin peeled off his Arms, his hand might split open from there, constantly rotting, and eventually become one of those Severed Arms.
But Zhang Qian didn’t plan to give the Fierce Ghost this Chance; he went Full Power Onslaught right away, with no intention of holding back.
Invisible faint light slowly gathered, and immediately after, a somewhat illusory Mask appeared on Zhang Qian’s face.
The ferocious Ghost Face with a green face and fangs was lifelike, as if just peeled off the Fierce Ghost’s body, ready to come alive at any moment.
The Dead Person’s Head, already very close to Zhang Qian, had no room to evade and directly locked eyes deeply with this Ghost Face.
However, the anticipated attack didn’t happen; instead, the Fierce Ghost caught its breath from the previous consecutive strikes and gradually showed signs of Resurgence.
“It doesn’t have Eyes?”
Zhang Qian’s expression shifted slightly; he hadn’t expected to miss such Crucial information.
He had never had the Chance to observe this Fierce Ghost up close before, and discovering it now was a bit embarrassing.
This rotting Head not only lacked a nose and ears, but even its eye sockets were covered by two masses of bloody rotten flesh.
The entire face had no openings except for the mouth; it was simply impossible to make such a Fierce Ghost trigger a Certain Death attack by sight.
“Miscalculated; I didn’t expect this Thing to have its Eyes completely rotted away.”
Looking at the bloody and mutilated human head, Zhang Qian wasn’t completely discouraged.
On the contrary, he was still thinking about how the Fierce Ghost had detected him.
After all, without Eyes, it couldn’t see others, which was the most normal common sense.
But using such common sense to constrain the Fierce Ghost seemed unrealistic, because a Ghostly Thing like a Fierce Ghost defied many common senses just by its Existence.
However, according to the many records in Headquarters’ archives, these Ghostly Things still followed their own Rules, such as single Abilities and rigid behaviors…
Even Fierce Ghosts generally didn’t have overly heaven-defying sensory Abilities and could only sense those who partially triggered the Killing Condition.
And each time an attack ended, the Condition should reset.
In other words, after dodging one Severed Arm attack, Zhang Qian should have been removed from the Fierce Ghost’s list.
“Not long after the attack, I entered the Room; my previous Deduction was that the Killing Condition was staying in the Corridor long enough, and I clearly didn’t Satisfy that Condition.”
“So what actually triggered the Condition was something else?”
Soon, as if remembering something, Zhang Qian shifted his gaze to the ground.
On the already filthy Carpet, there were now many dark footprints, all left by Zhang Qian who had been wandering around the Room just now.
“The black liquid in the Corridor?”
“It stuck to the bottom of my feet and came into the Room with me?”
This black liquid sticking to the soles unnoticed—couldn’t it be said that Zhang Qian had never left the black liquid?
“So the Corridor isn’t the Crucial Point; this black liquid is the means by which the Fierce Ghost senses its Attack Target…”
Once the situation was clear, avoiding this Fierce Ghost’s attack became simple.
The black liquid covered the entire Corridor; completely avoiding it was probably impossible, but wearing shoes made of Gold could likely evade the Fierce Ghost’s sensing.
If he had known in advance, he could have prepared, but now that he was already on the Ghost Ship, where could he find golden battle boots?
Wonder if wrapping his feet with the Ghost Map would work?
The oddly arising idea was quickly dismissed by Zhang Qian; it wasn’t about reluctance, mainly because wrapping his feet would prevent him from seeing the road.
But Zhang Qian didn’t lose heart; even if he had to abandon the Ghost Face now, he wasn’t without a chance of victory against this Fierce Ghost.
After all, his Purpose wasn’t to Defeat the Severed Limb Ghost, but just to lure it into the interior of the Room and then Imprison it using the Room.
“Too bad, since tricks won’t work, I can only go hard…”
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zhang Qian slightly bent his knees, and after lowering his center of gravity, he mobilized all the Strength in his Body.
His Fingers were buried deep into the Fierce Ghost’s neck, and under the pull of immense Strength, they dragged the Fierce Ghost toward the Room’s interior like rivets nailed into the neck.
Although the neck wasn’t torn off, it kept making creaking sounds, as if it couldn’t bear the load.
After struggling for a long time, upon closer inspection, the Severed Limb Ghost’s body hadn’t moved an inch into the Room.
Only the constantly elongating neck and the Dead Person’s Head moved along with Zhang Qian’s Actions; clearly, the resistance now was much greater than Zhang Qian had imagined.
Even to wrestle with Zhang Qian, the Limbs behind the Fierce Ghost stretched out, with Palms pressing against the Walls like brackets, firmly fixing the torso in place.
For some reason, the Severed Limb Ghost seemed extremely wary of this Room and unwilling to move even a little distance inside.
This situation was very off.
Fierce Ghosts had no thoughts; to pursue and Kill the Attack Target, they wouldn’t consider their own safety at all. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been previous operations using live humans as bait to lure and capture Fierce Ghosts.
