Chapter Thirteen: The Resurgence of the Dead Spirits

  A fierce explosion suddenly occurred in the inn, and a ball of flames burst open, shattering all the windows in the back alley. Tongues of fire spewed out from the window frames, and the intense light illuminated the dark alley.

  Countless unknown objects shot out along with the explosion, flying and splashing everywhere like a sudden rain, hitting the walls of the alleyway with a loud slapping sound.

  The explosion soon subsided, and Raymond and the others got up. From the window, thick smoke and dust filled the entire inn, and with the faint flames still burning, it could be seen that there were corpses and shattered tables and chairs all over the floor.

  At this time, with a loud noise, something rolled to Raymond's feet. Raymond picked it up and took a look, it was a small steel ball, which had just been shot out. With the power of the explosion, these steel balls made the walls of the alley behind the hotel full of holes, so you can imagine what the hotel was like, probably no enemy could survive at this time.

  If he hadn't fallen down just now... Raymond shuddered at the thought and didn't dare think about it anymore.

  "What...what is that?" Javier swallowed his saliva.

  "It was that weird thing Elina sold me, I didn't think it had such power." Raymon said.

  "My goodness." Harriet exclaimed.

  "In short, never mind that for now, let's hurry up." Raymond said hastily, fearing another unexpected event might occur.

  There's a saying that goes like this: what you fear will come to pass.

  Just as Raymond's voice fell, a bone-chilling gust of wind suddenly swept through the alley. At this time of year, the evening weather was warm and would never have such winter winds.

  And this gust of wind came very suddenly, almost instantly sweeping through the entire alley, blowing around everyone.

  "Mom, it's so cold!" Harriet exclaimed, shivering.

  At this moment, a loud whistle was suddenly heard, and the wind around everyone seemed to come alive, spinning in place before incredibly turning into a column of air that shot straight up into the sky, as if someone was manipulating it.

  Right behind, a figure in a terrifying greyish-white, semi-transparent colour suddenly pounced out of the wind.

  This sudden change was too sudden, and it wasn't until the thing rushed towards the crowd that they came to their senses. Harlot was startled: "Damn, what's this thing?"

  "Be careful!" Hillnis exclaimed.

  Before the words had fallen, that thing was like a substantial wind, agilely flying around several people. Every time it passed by someone, that person's face turned pale and their whole body trembled as if the heat inside them had been sucked away.

  Bypassing Javier and others, that terrible shadow rushed straight at Raymond.

  He didn't know what it was, but Raymond instinctively swung his sword. However, like cutting through air, there was no effect, and the thing had already flown over Raymond's head before swooping down suddenly.

  At this time, Raymond also saw clearly what it looked like at close range.

  This gray shadow has a human upper body, but from the waist down it's like a brush stroke, with tattered and worn-out edges floating in mid-air.

  The face of the shadow was blurry, only vaguely visible with features such as eyes and nose, seemingly human in shape. However, its pair of eyes were gloomy and icy, staring at Raymond with a deep-seated hatred that left a lasting impression, making Raymond feel like he had seen something similar somewhere before.

  However, he had no time to think about it, and the gray shadow instantly pounced on his body. In an instant, Raymond felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar filled with viscous substances, which quickly wrapped around him, rapidly absorbing the heat from Raymond's body.

  Raymond wanted to struggle but there was nowhere to exert his strength, his body trembling and rapidly turning cold.

  To an outsider, it seemed that Raymond was lying on the ground, his body covered with a layer of dim gray shadow. His body was stiff and trembling rapidly, as if he was about to die.

  "Master!" Bast shouted, rushing forward at once.

  "Let go of my young master!" The cat woman shouted, constantly trying to peel off the layer of gray shadow with her hands, but it was as futile as trying to scoop up the moon in the water.

  In a moment of urgency, Bast pulled out the curved dagger from his waist, just like that shadowy figure.

  But it's still useless because Raymond just proved that this thing isn't afraid of physical attacks... wait, something's not right!

  All that could be seen was the shadow's surface rippling in agony as Bastar hacked at it. Why was Bastar able to cause harm to it?

  Taking a closer look, you'll find that Bastet's curved blade is extremely bright, so when she rapidly swings her sword in battle, it's like dancing with two clusters of silver light. This is because her curved sword has been plated with silver.

  At last, the grey shadow could no longer bear it. A shrill whistle was heard, and the grey shadow left Raymond's body, transformed back into human form, and furiously pounced on Bastard.

  "Ah!" Startled, Bastet sat back on the ground, and a gray shadow instantly covered her body.

  Just as Bastet was about to suffer the same fate as Ramon, a soft white light suddenly emanated from Catwoman's chest.

  Just like snow that has seen the scorching sun, the gray shadow was illuminated by the white light and let out a shrill scream, spinning and fluttering ceaselessly in mid-air.

  "How is this possible... it's a Crystal Core!?" The gray shadow unexpectedly spoke in human language.

  "Bastard, get it out quickly!" At this time, Raymond, who had recovered, hastily said.

  Bast pulled out an object from her bosom, and to her surprise, it was the crystal Raymond had given her. The soft glow emanating from within the crystal grew brighter as soon as it was exposed to the air. As if sensing the evil power of the dark shadow, the white light suddenly intensified, illuminating almost the entire alleyway.

  The dark shadow let out a miserable cry and hastily floated up into the air to escape far away, but its speed had slowed down a lot, seemingly having suffered a great deal of damage.

  Watching it escape into the distance, Hillnis said with a lingering fear: "That... what was that?"

  "It seems like some kind of ghost." Javier guessed, after all, he had seen a lot and knew much.

  "Specter? Undead creature?" Upon hearing this, a spark flashed through Raymond's mind, and he recalled the pair of eyes belonging to Ash Shadow, where he had seen them before.

  That undead warlock I met while clearing out bandits in Haydenthwaite!

  This grey shadow must be related to him!

  "Wow, young master, I didn't know the thing you gave me was so powerful!" As Huī Yǐng escaped, the crystal's radiance gradually dissipated, returning to its usual warm and gentle appearance, causing Māo Niáng to click her tongue in amazement.

  At this time, with a burst of footsteps, a large group of people appeared at the entrance of the alley and ran towards here. Looking at their clothes, they were the Orate City Defense Team who had rushed over after hearing the commotion.

  That necromancer who was involved in the raid on Hayden's town is now here, his background must not be simple. If we can catch him, we will definitely be able to clarify many secrets. Now that he is seriously injured, we absolutely cannot let him escape.

  "Mr. Javier, I'll leave Hillnis and Harlot in your care; have the city guards escort you back to your inn."

  "Lord Ramond, where are you going?" Javier asked in surprise.

  "I'm going to figure out what that thing is." Raymond said, pointing in the direction where the gray shadow drifted away.

  Before Javier could speak, he called out to Bastier and the two quickly chased after him.

  "Master, what are we chasing after all?" Bast asked puzzledly while running.

  "Bastor, do you still remember that undead necromancer we encountered when we cleared out those bandits?"

  "Remember, remember." Bastar's face showed a lingering fear: "That guy is really scary."

  "We're after him," said Raymond. "That gray shadow just now was certainly under his control, and may have been the man himself."

  "What?" The cat woman was shocked and hastily said: "Young master, we two can't defeat him."

  "It doesn't matter, that guy is already heavily injured." Raymond said: "Although I don't know why, but your crystal seems to be able to cause him great harm."

  "How about you, are you scared?"

  "Meow, of course not." The cat girl's eyes welled up with determination: "No matter where the young master goes, I will follow you."

  A surge of emotion in his heart, Raymond patted the catwoman's head: "Alright, this time we must catch him."

  "Uh-huh."

  After a while.

  "Where should I go now?" The cat girl said dejectedly, looking at the streets and alleys in front of her.

  Although the two of them chased after the gray shadow's escape route, they underestimated the complexity of the streets in Orate's outer city. Before long, they were completely disoriented. Now, it wasn't just a question of finding that dead spirit sorcerer, but also whether they could find their way back.

  No wonder they wanted to ambush me in this area, no matter what happens, it's very convenient to escape.

  Just as Raymond hesitated about whether to continue chasing, he heard some sounds coming from the street corner ahead.

  She winked at the cat girl, and the two of them crept off in that direction. Just as they reached the corner, a white figure suddenly appeared from the opposite side.