CHAPTER 142: CHAPTER 142: THREADS OF DESTINY

Kane looked at the ghost fragment in his hand. With this thing, he should be able to enter the ghost group ahead, retrieve the necklace, and safely come out.

He pinned the ghost fragment to his chest, then approached the edge of the ghost group, testing their reactions.

Not far away, a female ghost saw Kane’s actions and instantly understood. The rag he just took out might be some sort of disguise tool.

The ghosts did not react to Kane at the edge, continuing to float around on their own as if they completely considered Kane one of their own.

Kane took a deep breath, then tightly closed his mouth and slowly approached the central tombstone.

Seeing Kane enter the ghost group, the female ghost not far away covered her mouth nervously.

Cold

So cold.

Once Kane entered the ghost group, it was as if he had entered a frozen world dozens of degrees below zero. A single ghost might not be noticeable, but a group of ghosts gathered together, their dispersed energy was practically deadly.

He endured the discomfort and carefully wove through the gaps.

If he accidentally brushed against a ghost, a piercing chill would instantly invade his body.

This would also cause the ghost he touched to look at Kane with a strange expression, increasing suspicion.

After a tense and thrilling traversal, Kane finally arrived at the central tombstone.

The surrounding ghosts seemed not to notice him.

Spider silk shot out, wrapping around the necklace, then he gathered the mechanical iron fist he previously created in his hand, slowly picking up the necklace.

The pendant at the center of the necklace was an unknown thing, emanating a ghostly blue light, while the chains on both sides seemed to be faint phantoms.

[Eternal Freedom]

[Jewelry]

[Color: Silver]

[Attributes:]

[Auto-recover magic]

[Auto-repair]

[Skill: Freedom Guardian] (Protects the living by sensing danger nearby. Shelters the undead, allowing them a resting place after death.)

[Description: With love to my dear child, Mishiori, may she forever fly freely in the sky.]

Not bad; it seems to be a custom-made item.

Just as Kane picked up the necklace to leave, a ghost suddenly drifted over, staring at Kane, circling him as if sensing something wrong.

Seeing this ghost, Kane instantly became nervous. Could he have been discovered already? How could the effect wear off so quickly?

Unable to resist taking a step forward, he found that the ghost did not react otherwise, continuing to circle him.

Seeing this behavior, Kane continued to dodge the nearby ghosts and move forward.

That ghost persistently continued its actions.

Before long, Kane finally passed through the ghost group.

Standing on the outside, he couldn’t help but shiver.

He adjusted himself and began to return the way he came, but the ghost still followed beside him.

Finally, after leaving the ghost group several hundred meters away, he seemed to feel safe from startling the ghosts.

Kane instantly pulled out Shielding the Sky and stabbed it into the body of the ghost ahead.

Although ghosts are immune to physical damage, Kane’s gun tip had long been coated with Holy Light Potion.

With a furious roar, the ghost turned into dust.

I didn’t want to kill you, but you insisted on coming to die.

What made you lose your mind?

As soon as Kane arrived at the observation point, the female ghost couldn’t wait to float over.

Gently holding the necklace Kane handed over, she put it around her neck.

"Let’s get acquainted. I’m Mishiori. Thank you very much for your help."

She elegantly bowed to Kane.

She handed over the sapphire ring in her hand to Kane and said, "Your companions are safe, follow the thread of fate forward, and you will reunite."

After speaking, she extended a finger and lightly touched the center of Kane’s forehead.

Kane’s eyes flickered, then he saw colorful threads stretching across the world.

These threads instantly disappeared, leaving only a single blue thread tied to Kane, extending into the distance.

He reached out to touch it but passed right through.

As he raised his head to inquire.

Mishiori had already vanished.

Who exactly is she? Or what kind of ghost?

It’s indeed impossible to discern direction now, and he can only follow this thread.

The thread extends into the distance.

Kreya and the others marched forward aimlessly; the teleportation array positions weren’t far apart. With Lily accompanying, they quickly gathered together.

Except for Kane and Cotton Candy, everyone else had reunited.

Unable to figure out their location, they could only leave marks along their path and check for any signs left by Kane.

As for Cotton Candy.

It was floating in the air toward Kane, guided by a mysterious contract.

Returning to Kane’s perspective.

At that moment, he was sprinting wildly in the cemetery, a pack of decaying giant hounds snapping at his heels.

Just as he was moving naturally along the road, he was suddenly targeted by these decaying hounds. With a bark, hounds swarmed in from all directions.

Kane intended to fight, but promptly chose to run.

If there were only around ten, Kane could face them calmly, but there were almost sixty now. It’s not cowardice; fighting them head-on is genuinely impossible.

And he’s lost the initiative to attack.

Although Kane ran ahead madly, he still occasionally looked back to check the situation.

These hounds seemed determined to chase Kane relentlessly, not resting until they bit him.

Kane knew these hounds wouldn’t let him go, trying to seize a suitable opportunity.

Switched the skills [Divine Incarnation] and [Critical Strike] into the skill grid.

This is the moment.

He stopped abruptly, turned around; the rubber-like play dough on his arms structure became a pair of gigantic mechanical iron fists rapidly equipped on his hands.

His eyes burst with golden light, extending over the entire surface, stretching onto the newly crafted transparent iron fists, a halo appeared behind his head.

In front of him stood a massive transparent steel wall.

The decaying hounds following Kane didn’t notice the barrier ahead and crashed into it headfirst.

The leading few hounds, due to the immense collision force, smashed their decaying heads against the wall, scattering stinking pieces and brain matter into the air.

As more hounds piled on, the steel wall finally shattered under the pressure.

Kane had been waiting patiently behind the wall, raising the flashing golden mechanical iron fists, the mechanical components of his arms ejecting blue magic flames.

His fists quickly swung forward, and the golden light became two beams.

The charging hounds were whisked, shattered, pulverized, and even exploded mid-air.

The ground was splattered with shattered bones, flesh, rancid blood permeating the surroundings.

Turning into ashes.

Nearby, a wild, scantily clad explorer team stared in wide-eyed shock at the scene.

This wild and brutal spectacle filled them with excitement.