Mysterious Awakening-Chapter 466: The Last Ability

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He had deciphered another part of this ghost’s abilities?

What was it?

Someone couldn’t wait to ask, as it could relate to their ongoing survival; after all, knowing more about a ghost increased one’s chances of living.

But before anyone else could ask, Zhang Lei hurriedly revealed the information he had gathered through personal attempts; "This ghost takes possession of other ghosts, and every time it takes possession of one, it gains a portion of that ghost’s abilities, and its own ability to suppress other ghosts increases, but this suppression comes at a cost."

"Every time it suppresses a ghost, it loses some bizarre ability within its body. In suppressing Yang Jian, it should have lost three abilities, and in suppressing the ghost that attacked me, it lost another three abilities, so the deadly situation of the ghost turning back has been solved. If it could suppress nine ghosts, then all of the ghost’s abilities would be lost."

"Without its bizarre abilities, this ghost naturally won’t be able to kill anymore, and that is the real reason one won’t be attacked if they don’t isolate themselves."

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"Another three people, Wang Jiang, Huang Ziya, come up together, and as soon as you touch this ghost’s body, it means our side’s number of ghosts has completely overwhelmed them, and we can fully suppress it."

Towards the end, he became somewhat excited.

This purely numerical competition, they had won; they could completely suppress this ghost, rendering its abilities in the body completely ineffective, and reducing it to an ordinary and harmless corpse.

"Is that so? That’s great," Wang Jiang was incredibly excited.

Huang Ziya also felt surprised and delighted; this form of suppression meant they could confront this ghost now, without fear of being killed by it.

However, just as the three of them were getting ready to act together, Yang Jian’s voice suddenly rang out.

"Stop, do you want to die together here?" Yang Jian’s face contorted at that moment, "Suppress this ghost? Do you think I hadn’t thought of that? I was the one who personally transported the Ghost Coffin to give to Wang Xiaoming, and I’ve been in contact with this ghost before. If a perfect suppression is formed, it will trigger the ghost’s second ability."

"It will abandon this body and reappear under a new identity for a second wave of attacks. Thus, this is a ghost that cannot be suppressed, Zhang Lei, your method is wrong; I’ve risked my life to test this before."

Previously, he had repeatedly mentioned this ghost’s restart-like ability.

But clearly, Zhang Lei had overlooked it.

Under such extremely dangerous circumstances, believing they had found a way out, it was all too reasonable to forget Yang Jian’s previous warnings in their excitement.

But he had forgotten, Yang Jian would not; he remembered each and every detail.

"What?"

Yang Jian’s shout frightened Wang Jiang and Huang Ziya, and they froze on the spot.

Zhang Lei also felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, his complexion changed dramatically, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable dread. ᚱâŊö𝖇ЕṢ

That’s right.

How could he have forgotten about that?

Yang Jian clenched his teeth and said, "And you’ve also miscalculated the number of people. If the number of ghosts to be suppressed is nine, then adding myself and Zhang Lei together makes six, but Qian Yi, who’s hanging in mid-air, is still within the range of suppression. At most, two more people could come into contact with the ghost... So not only are you wrong, you’re wildly off the mark."

"Now isn’t the time to correct your mistake. Wang Jiang, come here, make contact with this ghost, initiate its suppression, and ensure that the ghost is left with only one ability on the outside, so there will be no chance of a restart, and the remaining two people will fend off the next attacks."

"Alright, sure," Wang Jiang agreed subconsciously, although he feared the stiff, darkened corpse, the actions of Yang Jian and Zhang Lei gave him confidence.

He immediately approached and grabbed the corpse’s arm.

A cold, eerie sensation invaded his body, causing him to shiver, and then he felt some bizarre power within him begin to wane, a feeling of being suppressed.

The number of ghosts was nine, and currently, the number of ghosts suppressing Yang Jian’s side was eight.

If the deduction was correct, now the ghost should have only one ability left to use.

Yang Jian didn’t have time to think more.

The dim sky seemed to stir up a breeze, and without anyone noticing, strands of old grass rope began to hang down over everyone’s heads.

These grass ropes dangled in mid-air, with a noose at the bottom resembling that used for hanging a person, extending towards the position right above each person’s head.

The other end of the grass rope, controlled by an unknown force, seemed to be able to precisely find each person’s neck.

"Damn it," Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart upon witnessing this scene.

This was the Ghost Rope’s resurrected ability.

Was this final ghost choosing to use the Ghost Rope?

The attack of the Ghost Rope wasn’t terrifying, but what was frightful was its indiscriminate assault after resurrection; and the eerie ropes it spawned seemed endless. You might block one, ten, but not a hundred, a thousand.

A ghost’s power has no limits, while that of a ghost master does.

Huang Ziya and the other unknown ghost master, both having taken control of a ghost, wouldn’t last a minute under these circumstances.

No, they wouldn’t last even thirty seconds.

Soon they would die to the resurrected fierce ghost.

And once they were dead, without anyone to protect them, Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, and Wang Jiang would also be swiftly hanged alive by the Ghost Rope.

This was a dead end.

Therefore, time was running out for Yang Jian, he had to find a way to break through this predicament in less than thirty seconds.

"Of all the ghostly abilities to pick, it had to choose the Ghost Rope," Yang Jian gnashed his teeth in anger and regret.

Because the Ghost Rope was wrested from his hands by force by this very ghost.

The reason for the struggle was to preserve the human skin paper.

But then again, if Yang Jian hadn’t saved the human skin paper, they wouldn’t have made it this far and would have been killed by the ghost long ago in this dark Ghost Domain.

"Take one step at a time, and carry out my plan first."

Yang Jian could no longer concern himself with everything, he had to do something while the Ghost Rope hadn’t started killing yet.

Although the ghost inside his body was suppressed, his own movements weren’t greatly hindered.

Right then, he suddenly took out a blood-stained old newspaper from somewhere and without any hesitation, placed it over the ghost’s face.

Although there wasn’t enough time to rewrite the ghost’s memory, he still had to do this.

The next moment.

The hanging Ghost Ropes moved closer to the people, and a noose of one rope was already approaching the neck of Wang Jiang, who was off to the side.

His face was full of fear, wanting to run, but not knowing where to go, for these terrifying ropes were everywhere in this dim area. And he was holding onto a ghost’s arm, maintaining his balance. If he let go, the ghost would not only start killing people with the Ghost Rope but would also use a second eerie ability.

"Yang Jian, what do we do now?" He turned to look in Yang Jian’s direction, his eyes full of fear.

If they didn’t come up with a plan soon, they would all be hanged alive by the Ghost Rope.

Not only did the Ghost Rope attack him, but strands of rope also floated towards Zhang Lei, Yang Jian, and Huang Ziya.

The moment anyone came into contact with the Ghost Rope, it would lock onto that person’s neck and hang them straight away.

This seemed like a checkmate.