Ghosts were divided into several levels: wispy ghosts, little ghosts, woeful ghosts, resentful ghosts, malignant spirits, ghosts generals, and ghost lords.
"In theory, ghost generals and ghost lords should only exist in the underworld. For example, the harem spirits and the rest followed you around, and leveled up from a malignant spirit to a beginner ghost general."
"Ghosts that can level up to ghost generals or ghost lords by themselves are extremely evil."
Lilly finally understood. "So is this one already a ghost lord?"
Pablo said, "Not quite yet. That's why it's called a rookie ghost lord."
Lilly nodded her head. So this was not a ghost lord yet.
That's why it was still a rookie.
"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Lilly said.
Blake closed his eyes, pained. Where was the pleasure in this?
"How are we going to take care of it, then?" Blake stared at the doll under the streetlight.
A ghost lord could take on a hundred malignant spirits.
Lilly had had to use all her might to take down over a hundred malignant spirits last night. A ghost lord was going to be quite the pain to deal with.
Unexpectedly, Lilly charged forward with a roar. "Let's get it!"
How else was she going to do this?
She chose to meet it head on!"
Lilly moved at the speed of lightning, and reached the doll in the blink of an eye before throwing a punch!
The results of yesterday's training were even more present now. The doll could not dodge in time, and a crack appeared at once.
Lilly was strong enough to crack a durian open without even touching it, but she had landed a full-forced punch and had only made a crack on the doll, cotton spilling out of it.
"Whoa, it's so strong!" Lilly thought to herself.
The doll then vanished, trying to play the disappearing act once again. Lilly landed a blow on the ground.
"Who's your daddy!" She growled lowly.
A giant golden symbol lit up the night sky like a lightning bolt, rolling out in all directions.
The doll was nailed down, appearing above Lilly's head.
Pablo did not know what to say.
This was such a powerful move, but its chant was… that.
He shouldn't have messed around, this was the King of Hell he was dealing with…
He was going to have to change that name for sure when he went back this time…
Lilly stared at the doll above her, harrumphing coldly. "Trying to sneak attack me?"
The doll's gaze was positively poisonous, staring daggers at Lilly.
Lilly was just about to hold it down, when a strange chill ran through her body out of nowhere that made all the hairs on her body stand up.
Before she could understand what was going on, her hand had flown out.
"Eighty!"
This had come from the instinct training she had undergone last night!
The purple sledgehammer flung over to another side with a loud rumble.
A scream rang through the air, and a little girl appeared out of nowhere, writhing under the streetlight!
The doll took the chance to wriggle free, rushing into the little girl's arms.
The girl climbed to her feet. She held the doll tightly in her arms, staring at Lilly without making a sound.
Lilly stopped short. "There's two of them?"
Pablo slipped behind Lilly, protecting her in secret as he whispered, "That's the real ghost lord."
"She looks around three or four, but she's a ghost lord! Even the doll in her arms is a rookie ghost lord…" Pablo's expression grew solemn.
Lilly nodded. "I know what you're trying to say, you mean they're both really powerful, right?"
Pablo nodded, but what he was thinking was… he had finally come in handy as a master.
Blake was useless in a situation like this.
Blake: ?
Lilly flexed her fingers, gripping the purple sledgehammer in her hands. "Don't worry, I've got this!"
She leapt into the air, bringing the hammer down on the little girl with all her might!
"Eighty!"
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