What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

Miss Ghost King's whip came crashing down on her face.

But this guy's movements were actually faster than the Ghost King's attack speed!

The whip missed its mark, but Ryoko quickly charged in from the other direction.

The longsword in his hand was pointed straight at the opponent's heart!

"drink……!"

The female corpse roared and clasped her hands together, barely managing to catch Ryoko's sword.

Immediately afterwards, she hovered in mid-air in a strange posture, smiling sinisterly and silently, and suddenly grabbed Ryoko's wrist along with Ryoko's sword.

The sharp, long fingernails pierced Ryoko's skin.

The smell of burning flesh immediately spread.

However, for Ryoko, this was an attack that she could easily avoid by simply turning to the side.

"This is bad. She can't kill us, and it's hard for us to kill her either."

Ryoko held her injured wrist, gave it a quick treatment, and it recovered completely.

"She won't feel tired, but if we play for another half month, we'll definitely be exhausted."

While they were talking, they were subjected to several more sneak attacks from the other side.

After succeeding, the female corpse never lingered in the fight and would retreat on the spot. She was extremely cunning, even more slippery than an eel!

The Ghost King remained calm: "We can fail countless times, but she only needs to fail once to know what cruelty is."

Despite her composure, she still took out a supplement to restore her strength.

These formations from the Ghost Club are really getting in the way!

If that bastard Izumo is here... wait, isn't that Izumo?

The Ghost King's anger suddenly reached its peak.

She casually pulled out a steel rod and threw it at Izumo's head.

"Die, you bastard!"

"Hey?! Are you kidding me, you monster?!"

Izumo hurriedly dodged, barely avoiding the steel rod.

"Can't you tell I'm here to help?"

Miss Ghost King sneered, "I'd rather believe the world will explode in three seconds than believe you can come to my aid."

Izumo's lips twitched: "Ah, theoretically speaking, I really won't help you..."

But isn't she now constrained by others?

"Did Xiaoyu send you?"

"Don't misunderstand! I'm only doing this for my master's sake; it has nothing to do with that slave."

Izumo snapped his fingers, shutting down the entire building's defensive array.

Almost at the same moment, the talismans above her head, denser than bullets, began to attack the female corpse!

Although she is theoretically a strong person, she is still quite capable of fighting if she has enough talismans.

Unfortunately……

She had somewhat underestimated the strength of the female corpse.

After ten minutes of intense bombardment, the woman's body was shattered into countless pieces, but it still failed to kill her!

A triumphant smile graced his pale, half-exposed face.

"Why?! What is this thing?!"

The black fog spread, causing pollution over a wider area.

The players, who were already exhausted, were instantly drained of all their ghostly energy and collapsed to the ground.

Thanks to the city lord's protection, they didn't die, but they were immobilized.

"Ugh, this is such a hassle."

The Ghost King covered his nose and retreated, hovering in mid-air.

Those poisonous gases are also a problem.

Of course, the most troublesome thing is her almost limitless regenerative ability.

"If those humans hadn't been so presumptuous two years ago, perhaps she wouldn't have grown to this point?"

These words made Yan Rubing, who was also standing on the edge of the rooftop, tremble.

She picked up the knife in her hand, stood up, and pointed the tip of the knife at the Ghost King.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Do you even know what you're doing?"

The Ghost King sneered as he looked at the woman whose mind was clouded by anger.

"Anyone can insult them, but you can't." Blood trickled down Yan Rubing's lips. "That was something you should have done, but you stood by and did nothing."

"Who told you that's something I'm supposed to do?"

Miss Ghost King instantly appeared in front of her, raised her leg, and kicked her away without any politeness.

"You're really brave, little sister, to point a knife at me!"

242. Looks like I'll have to take care of these three bedridden big shots as they recover.

Yan Rubing gritted her teeth, stood up again, and charged at the Ghost King once more.

Of course, he was still kicked away without any politeness.

"Ahhh...!"

Yan Rubing screamed in despair, staring at the Ghost King with bloodshot eyes filled with hatred.

"You are the ruler of this place. You know the course of this world and can stop all the bad things that are about to happen. Why do you still stand by and watch those people go to their deaths!"

"They sacrificed their lives to save the world!"

"Yes, they are foolish, they are overestimating themselves, but what right do you have to judge them!"

"Even if you have a change of heart now and come back to make amends, it's too late!"

"They can never come back!"

The Ghost King gestured for silence and slowly said, "You're wrong, little sister. I'm here purely because I don't want to leave this mess for my wife, not to make amends."

As she spoke, she adopted a more relaxed tone:

"What happens to this world, what happens to you idiots, has nothing to do with me. Whether a hundred of you die or a million die, I won't care at all."

It may sound ruthless, but it's the simplest approach.

Izumo tried everything to keep his master, but he only drove himself crazy.

As for helping the world and saving people...

Often, saving one person means losing many more.

The Ghost King has lived longer than anyone present. If she cared about everything and couldn't take life and death lightly, she would probably have gone mad long ago.

Yan Rubing stared blankly at her, a chill creeping into her heart.

She hugged her arms, trembling, and lowered her head.

“If you had stood by like I did back then, this female corpse wouldn’t have had the chance to become tainted by the karma of this world, and it wouldn’t have become so difficult to deal with.”

"What could she possibly do in that situation?"

"It's nothing more than killing a few more people in the world, then encountering a heavenly tribulation, and being reduced to ashes."

"And so, all was well."

At this point, the Ghost King scoffed and looked at Old Zhao in the distance.

"I've been wanting to ask you this since just now: are you planning to use that weapon again?"

She reached out her hand, made a grasping motion in the air, and pulled Old Zhao in front of her.

They snatched the red hourglass from the other person's hand.

"Ha! As expected, humanity will never make any progress."

The Ghost King casually tossed the thing away, watching it disappear into the darkness.

"Don't be silly, old man. If you do what you did two years ago again today, you'll only prolong this disaster for another year and harm even more people."

Old Zhao was also frightened by her.

At this moment, he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

He has no idea about cause and effect.

All he knew was that he didn't want these young people to die in vain.

He just wanted to protect the people around him, is that wrong?

"Silly fox, you've rested enough, haven't you? Um... you should be almost done with the preparations, right?"

Ryoko nodded.

During the initial battle, she had already drawn the basic outline of the formation on the ground.

Next, what they had to do was drag the female corpse into the formation and seal her up again!

The cost of sealing her off is high; at the very least, both she and the fox will have to stay in bed for a week.

But sealing this guy off is only the first step.

How to eliminate her requires further planning...