Panic finally gripped the remaining two men and they started trembling after witnessing the swift demise of theirrades. Their original confidence and cocky swagger as if they owned money from the entire world had been put aside. The next moment with a seemingly impressive disy of tactical understanding between them, the duo nced at each other, turned around, and attempted to flee.


    But how can there be such a good thing in the world, where you can go and return anywhere with ease? Mr. Ghost, who had been silently floating in invisible form at the courtyard''s entrance for who knows how long, materialized instantly before them as the duo approached, letting out a thunderous roar.


    Although Myne clearly heard the voice of Mr. Ghost, which was loud enough to create a shockwave, and so did the duo''s scream, which sent chills down his spine to anyone who listened, but he noticed no movement within the house. He realized that Mr. Ghost did not want to reveal its existence to June and protect her from the shadow, so it had done something to block all sound around them.


    The duo, who were terrified enough to have peed in their pants after screaming out of their lungs, hurriedly made a distance from Mr. Ghost. Maybe their mental toughness was quite solid after experiencing enough ups and downs in life, or because they deceived themselves by thinking that Mr. Ghost was not much of a big deal, they actuallyunched a desperate attack on Mr. Ghost.


    Two colourless beams of light shot out from the first man''s hand at an extreme speed, reaching Mr. Ghost within a second. However, to their horror, the beams passed straight through Mr. Ghost as if he were just an illusion.


    The second man, still unconvinced, pped his hands together and slowly opened them, revealing a struggling colourless vortex with a lot of mana surrounding it in a spiral shape in his palms.


    The vortex looked very unstable as if it would explode in its caster''s hand the next moment, digging his grave on the spot, but sadly, nothing like this happened, and when the vortex became as big as a child''s head, the second man immediately threw it at Mr. Ghost.


    Mr. Ghost, calm from beginning to end, didn''t take their petty attack to heart (if he even had one) and simply hovered in ce, ready to see the power of the second man''s attack, while thinking about how he should kill them.


    Soon the vortex came in front of Mr. Ghost. Right at this moment, the second man may have learned a lesson from his friend. Instead of waiting for his attack to hit Mr. Ghost, he snapped his fingers and detonated the vortex in front of Mr. Ghost just a few centimetres away from it.


    Contrary to Myne''s expectations, there was no earth-shattering explosion. Instead, the vortex transformed into a pure ck hole in the air, so pure that even light couldn''t escape its pull. From nowhere, various energies started appearing around it, rotating in a spiraling formation, before being sucked into the ck hole.


    Initially, this phenomenon was confined to the energies, but slowly everything around the ck hole, as if pulled by an irresistible force, began to float towards it.


    A sigh escaped Myne''s lips. "Couldn''t you add some colour to your memory world? Such a magnificent attack... yet, everything is ck and white. If only this guy was alive, I could have made a fortune. This deadly attack, fueled by his abundant mana...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    tsk, tsk, it could even possible to uproot an entire city from the ground," His eyes, filled with greed and regret, fixated on the ck hole devouring everything around it like a fanatic.


    Mr. Ghost remained silent and just stared at the ck hole. Because its creepy face was hidden under the hood, no one knew what it was thinking. But the faint glow emanated from his blood-red eyes, intensifying with each passing moment. This betrayed an inner turmoil far from the outward calmness he projected.


    Let''s rewind a few seconds. While Mr. Ghost initially disregarded the vortex attack, something unsettling, a feeling of unease it hadn''t experienced in years, suddenly gripped it. it''s casual demeanour vanished, reced by a seriousness.


    After a brief contemtion, it snapped lightly, creating a projection of itself where it hovered before submerging into the ground and quickly reappearing silently behind the duo. Because Mr. Ghost could turn invisible, the duo had no idea what had happened and were oblivious to its presence.


    Your journey continues with empire


    Soon, the vortex sted, leaving a ck hole with unimaginable powerful pulling force in mid-air. Because the projection of Mr. Ghost was closest to it, it was instantly swallowed by the ck hole and thrown away to an unknown ce. After losing connection with Mr. Ghost''s mana.


    the projection turned into particles and disappeared, but there was no one around to see it except the pure darkness of the void.


    The ck hole stayed in the air for a total of 5 seconds, and in just this amount of time, it had already made a lot of noise and devoured many things such as nearby trees, wooden fences around the courtyard, nearby grasses, etc., everything devoured by the ck hole with astonishing speed and pulling force only increase with each passing second as well as the size of ck hole getting bigger as if it absorbing the man from surrounding to be bigger and powerful.


    If the caster wasn''t a noob with limited mana, it is possible to make a lot of mess with a simple attack.


    However, the true drama unfolded elsewhere. The duo, believing Mr. Ghost vanquished, celebrated with excited embraces. Myne, who was watching the fun with great interest, seeing the past Mr. Ghost standing right behind the duo who were celebrating its demise and covered in red light from head to toe, felt some pity for both guys. Anyone with good eyes could see that the past Mr.


    Ghost was very pissed off, and their moment of joy was a mere calm before the storm.


    And soon, just as Myne predicted, Mr. Ghost, whose temper wasn''t good to begin with, after being angered, directly entered the body of the first man who shot energy beams from his hands and possessed him. Then, under the confused eyes of the second man, who was wondering why his friend suddenly paused and closed his eyes, witnessed a horrifying spectacle.


    His friend''s eyes flew open, now devoid of irises, glowing an eerie white, and a chilling grin stretched across his face


    Before the second man couldprehend the situation, Mr. Ghost, now in control of the first man''s body, lunged at him with ferocity like a crazy beast who had lost its reasoning in rage.


    In a brutal and barbaric disy, he sank his teeth into the second man''s neck, bite off his ear, gouged an eye with his thumb, and because the second man was making too much noise even shoved his entire hand into the second man''s mouth.


    This nightmarish and crazy way of torturing someone to death continued for an entire minute before the second man overwhelmed by the assault, sumbed to unconsciousness.


    The past Mr. Ghost consumed by a relentless desire for vengeance had no n to let them go so easily, still inhabiting the first man''s body, grabbed the second man and vanished from Myne''s sight with a whoosh. When it returned a few minutester, it was back in its original form. Then, the Mr.


    Ghost of the past looked around and chanted some unknown incantation, and soon the battlefield returned back to normal as if someone had rewind time.


    Seeing the efficiency of Mr. Ghost''s work, Myne gave him a silent thumbs up in his heart. Such a perfect bodyguard. If possible, then he also wanted a few for himself, but s, Myne knew very well that such an entity couldn''t be obtained just because you want. This ispletely dependent on luck, a lot and a lot of luck.


    No wonder June seemed to encounter misfortune so frequently. If not for my intervention, she might still be struggling as a waitress. It appeared her entire reserve of luck had been exhausted the moment Mr. Ghost became her bodyguard. Thankfully, I maintained a good rtionship with her. Otherwise, considering Mr.


    Ghost''s temper, today might have been myst day, Myne thought and couldn''t help but shudder, contemting the gruesome fate of the second man.


    While Myne was silently making a bit of distance from Mr. Ghost, he again felt the world spinning. The scene fast-forwarded, and another night materialized before him. Myne temporarily blocked his weird thoughts and focused on the thing in front of him, ready to see what was going to happen this time.


    Soon, Myne noticed someone approaching, and after carefully seeing that June didn''t look injured this time, he breathed a sigh of relief and focused his attention on the little boy beside her. The boy had an ordinary face, except for his unusual white hair. He wore loose, dirty, ragged clothes, and numerous small scratches marred his face. Clearly, this was the boy with the intriguing past.


    Although both June and the boy appeared unharmed, their hurried arrival at the house suggested they had encountered trouble and were likely running from someone.


    Upon reaching the house, June quickly opened the door and rushed inside with the boy. Myne, now familiar with the script, prepared to wait for the viin''s entrance when he felt a cold, bony hand on his shoulder. Which sent a shiver running down his spine.


    Gulping down his saliva Myne turned his head and looked at Mr. Ghost beside him, questioning eyes meeting masked silence wondering what it had in mind, when he saw it gesturing for him to follow. With no other choice and unable tomunicate, he could only take a deep breath and follow it.