Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1461 - 1454: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk

Chapter 1461: Chapter 1454: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk

"Uh... external Magic Crystal storage..." Cheng Ziang murmured thoughtfully, somewhat hesitantly. However, as soon as these words came out of his mouth, he immediately realized something and looked towards Baiyue with a shocked expression.

"Yes, those girls served the role of External Magic Crystals. They must all be Cultivators, storing magic power within their bodies, arranged as the external Magic Crystals on the focal points of the Magic Array," Baiyue said coldly.

"You wouldn’t expect it, but the Ghost Race sure knows their stuff," Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but remark.

"Magic is essentially these principles; as long as you understand the principles, whether it’s people from the East Continent or the Western Continent, anyone can use magic," Baiyue slightly shrugged and said, "However, I am quite surprised that they thought of using Cultivators as storage for their Magic Crystals."

"Could there be danger?" Cheng Ziang asked curiously.

"Of course, there is danger," Baiyue nodded and said gravely, "Magic Crystals have no life; once they lose their stored magic power, they become a valueless crystal, so that doesn’t really matter. However, it’s different for Cultivators; if they lose the most basic reserve of magic power, their bodies will undoubtedly have problems. Feng has encountered a similar situation before."

Pausing for a moment, she frowned and continued in a grave tone, "But it’s hard to say; perhaps the High Witch has a way to solve this problem. First, we need to see what kind of magic she is casting. If it’s a Forbidden Curse or Semi-Forbidden Curse, then those dozen girls are definitely doomed."

"The people of the Ghost Race probably wouldn’t be so cruel to their own," Cheng Ziang shook his head, then added with emotion, "What I’m most curious about is that a small fishing village would have such a formidable armed force, something we didn’t notice all day."

"Perhaps it’s because the environment on the island is so harsh that it forced these people of the Ghost Race to organize their own armed force," Baiyue analyzed.

"Hmm, that’s possible," Cheng Ziang nodded and then, with his arms crossed, stared at the distant High Witch of the Ghost Race and asked, "Speaking of which, do you know what magic she is casting?"

"Not very clear," Baiyue shook her head and after pondering for a moment, said, "From the analysis of existing Spells, it should be a mere gathering of magic power, not clear what she will do after accumulating it."

Accompanied by the high-pitched chanting of the Ghost Race High Witch, almost all the people fighting each other stopped and watched the High Witch. The stout attackers, when they saw the High Witch, couldn’t hide their panic and began to show signs of collapsing.

Under the guidance of the High Witch’s chanting, the magic power in the air began to converge counterclockwise towards her location, and as more and more magic was gathered, the originally transparent and invisible magic power started to become thick and visible.

In the night sky, the thick magic power emitted bursts of fluorescent light, like pieces of the moon torn apart, converging to a point. The High Witch of the Ghost Race waved her staff counterclockwise, seemingly stirring and guiding the flow of magic.

After chanting for about twenty seconds, more and more magic power gathered above the High Witch’s head, and the resulting fluorescent light became increasingly bright.

Cheng Ziang and Baiyue widened their eyes, watching the massive clump of thick magic power, eager to see what would happen next. However, before Cheng Ziang had the chance to see what happened with the Magic Array, a problem arose on his end.

He noticed that while the High Witch of the Ghost Race continuously guided the magic power, Liseya, who had always hidden inside his pendant, for some reason suddenly appeared on her own and emitted a low, whining sound in an invisible state, which seemed to be in a threatening tone.

As mentioned before, Liseya was the first Demigod the Advance Team encountered that could make a sound; normal Demigods, like Fulajie’er, could only communicate with them through consciousness and were unable to make sounds in the real world.

It was for this reason that Baiyue also heard the whining sound from Liseya. She always felt lingering fear towards Liseya, and upon hearing this sound, she immediately felt a chill in her heart. Turning her head to look at Cheng Ziang, her voice trembling slightly, she asked, "Hey, hey, what’s happening, why is your..."

"I don’t know what upset her; could it be the High Witch’s ritual?" Cheng Ziang spread his hands out, displaying a helpless gesture.

Soon, they discovered the real reason behind Liseya’s threatening sound. Under the guidance of the Ghost Race High Witch, the viscous and fluorescent magic power, like a floating lake, began to still, beautiful and enchanting.

Immediately afterward, they saw countless humanoid figures suddenly appear in the lake made of magic power, their bodies emitting a glow unique to magic power, so bright as to be difficult to look at directly.

The sudden appearance of these figures in the magical lake, pouring down like a waterfall, floated in the air with an elegant and graceful form. Cheng Ziang and Baiyue could not make out their features, for the luminescence emanating from their entire bodies made them hard to discern.

Upon seeing these glowing humanoids, the originally fierce attackers suddenly lost their courage to continue fighting. Their eyes widened, releasing strange howls as they turned and dove back into the woods they came from without looking back.

Yet these humanoids seemed to be no pushovers; Cheng Ziang saw several of them catching up to an attacker, taking turns to phase through his body. The attacker let out a strange scream before staggering to the ground, instantly losing the breath of life.

"Holy shit, these are Demigods!" Witnessing this shocking scene, Cheng Ziang felt his scalp tingle and couldn’t help but exclaim.

It seemed his voice was too distinctive; after finishing off an attacker, those humanoids regrouped into new forms and then unhesitantly lunged toward the trio.

At this critical moment, the trio only felt a violent distortion in the air’s magic power, followed promptly by Liseya’s bright head suddenly appearing above Cheng Ziang’s. With an intimidating face, she hissed at the approaching figures, seemingly in warning.

What surprised the trio even more was that the figures were actually frightened by Liseya’s threat. After being threatened, they all halted, then looked at each other, seemingly at a loss.

Liseya continued to hiss threateningly at them, her voice transformed through magic power, so Cheng Ziang and his group could clearly hear the chilling hisses.

Facing these humanoids, Cheng Ziang and Baiyue exchanged glances and tacitly remained in their original postures, motionless. They widened their eyes, watching the approaching figures while their breathing became exceptionally smooth.

The standoff lasted for about thirty seconds; during this time, nearly all the attackers were scared and ran back into the jungle. Even those who didn’t escape were quickly disposed of by the humanoids.

Seeing the situation had improved, the high shaman of the Ghost Race breathed a sigh of relief, thus ending the ritual. As she formally ceased, the previously gathered viscous magic power was instantly diluted into the air, forming a beautiful yet fleeting aurora in the pitch-black night sky.

Without the support of magic power, the hesitant figures also slowly dissipated. However, Liseya’s form did not vanish because she was not summoned by the high shaman.

Liseya kept hissing until all the figures had completely disappeared; she did not stop. Seeing this, Cheng Ziang quickly waved his hand to reassure her, "Okay, okay, the threat is gone now. Disperse quickly or we’ll be discovered."

Liseya obeyed Cheng Ziang’s words, and as soon as his voice fell, she stopped hissing. She then gave Cheng Ziang a tender glance and slowly vanished into the night sky.

"Whew, that was like a big brawl among evil spirits and gods..." Baiyue breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely remarked.

"Those guys couldn’t really be Demigods, could they?" asked Cheng Ziang curiously.

"Who knows? We’ll have to ask to find out," Baiyue replied, nudging towards the distant high shaman of the Ghost Race.

"Feng, are you okay?" Cheng Ziang turned to Feng and asked with concern.

"I’m fine," Feng shook his head vigorously and answered earnestly.

"Whew, I’m glad you’re fine. Tonight was really thrilling, an inexplicable battle, an inexplicable ceremony," Cheng Ziang said with a sigh of relief.

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