The metallic-colored protective shield blocked Xiaowu and Yuan Yuxue at that moment, and also stopped the ghost's movement, wrapping it inside.
The face, twisted and filled with resentment by the blue flames, was tightly attached to the translucent protective shield, staring at the two of them.
It was indeed a familiar face.
It was extremely tall and thin, and the skin on its face was burned so that it was half hanging in the air, revealing its blood-red, high, protruding cheekbones.
Even though its face has become so horrible now, the players still miraculously recognized it... This is the hotel "manager" who served as a guide for the dungeon before.
Of course, the manager's attitude towards them was not friendly. With the front desk turned into a monster, it was normal for it to turn into a ghost. But when you think of its previous appearance and how it had lived with the players normally for a period of time, such a subversive change always makes people frown slightly.
The manager's face, which had been completely disfigured with only a few notable features left, was staring at Yuan Yuxue.
If that sticky mass of flesh and blood could be called "eyes", then at this moment, the eyes would probably be stuck to Yuan Yuxue's body.
Its throat vibrated, and it emitted a sound similar to human language. However, it was unusually sharp, like the wailing of a dying person, and even if one carefully distinguished it, it sounded like some kind of mental pollution.
“Hee, hee hee.”
This laughter doesn't even sound like laughter.
The blue flame gradually went out, or rather, it was picked off and put into its mouth and swallowed.
Yuan Yuxue's dark eyes looked over instantly, and when she saw the fireworks being swallowed, she frowned slightly.
… That’s his energy.
"The gods... left... No, no... anymore."
Although it was "speaking human language", the tone it made was very strange, as if its throat had been burned by the flames, and the sentences were very vague, almost impossible to smoothly piece together to form a sentence order that the players could understand. The players could only frown and infer what it was trying to say from the words that they could barely hear.
It's just still too confusing and confusing.
Xiaowu and the uncle looked at the former manager with frowns on their faces.
—Anyway, judging from its malicious expression towards Yuan Yuxue, it was definitely not saying anything good.
Yuan Yuxue also seemed to frown slightly.
“He…will not…forsake…”
"Left, this... world."
After another difficult pronunciation, the blood-red color on the face of the distorted ghost spread rapidly, as if it was about to explode. The middle of the face suddenly cracked, and a huge blood-red eyeball emerged, rotating rapidly. It expanded and pressed against the translucent protective shield, as if it wanted to get close to Yuan Yuxue's face—
"You! Will die!"
This sentence was suddenly expressed with extraordinary clarity, and its meaning could not be misunderstood. It was like a thunderclap exploding in the ears of the players.
Even at that moment, Xiao Wu was distracted and thought, how come this ghost suddenly spoke so nicely
The next second, she heard the manager chuckle again, and spoke in the same strange tone, "A good tonic... for those who are despised by God."