Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

In the eerie, fog-shrouded ruins of the neighborhood, those immersed in fear would not notice, or even be able to notice, that right above their heads, a dark red gas, like an invisible, enormous spider web, covered the entire neighborhood.

In every corner of the ruins of the community, tiny, dark red gases kept rising, like countless thin, dark red lines converging from all directions and merging into the dark red spider web that seemed to blot out the sky, constantly replenishing its power.

If you follow the source of the dark red line, you will find that at the other end are people with expressions of fear.

This dark red aura is the emotional power that humans evolve when facing fear. After accumulating to a certain degree, this power undergoes a qualitative change and forms the power of fear.

This power cannot be seen directly by humans, but some strange beings can see it. Moreover, those strange beings can even gain power from the power of fear.

Emotions are the expression of the soul; drawing strength from emotions is essentially drawing strength from the soul.

At this moment, above the heavens.

Countless dark red lines continued to merge into the enormous dark red spider web, accumulating the power of human fear.

However, one of the dark red lines seemed to be malfunctioning. Instead of carrying human fear into the dark red spider web, this dark red line was continuously drawing away the power of fear from within the web.

at the same time.

On the roof of a very dilapidated high-rise building, Xiao He looked up at the dark red spider web in the sky, his eyes filled with madness. He could clearly feel the evil will inside the clown mask cheering. At this moment, a thick, dark red line, about the thickness of a finger, was connected to the spider web on his forehead.

"I never imagined that the power of fear here would be this strong."

Xiao He raised his hand, wanting to touch the dark red line in front of him, but he touched nothing.

Observable, but not to be touched!

It seems that with his current strength, he has only just reached the threshold of devouring the power of fear, and is far from qualified to touch this kind of power that involves the soul level.

But... can a two-star card really access the power of the soul level?

Xiao He thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized that the clown mask he was wearing was probably not so simple.

Although he has now absorbed enough power of fear to remove the clown mask, the clown mask is like a perpetually hungry child, still endlessly consuming the power of fear in the sky.

A message seemed to come from the depths of his being: the power of fear accumulated within the Joker Mask was now enough for Xiao He to wear it three times without incurring any side effects. In other words, Xiao He would have three "free" opportunities to use the Joker Mask card, but...

"I'm afraid of raising an ungrateful child!"

Xiao He shook his head, a hint of worry creeping into his heart.

He worried that the evil will within the clown mask, after consuming the power of fear, would rebel and devour him as well.

Although Xiao He had a premonition that he had absolute control over the cards in his hand, he was still afraid of the worst-case scenario.

"Anyway, three trial opportunities should be enough for now."

Just as Xiao He was wondering if he should stop, a deep voice sounded in his ear.

"The power of fear? You're from the Chaos faction?"

Who?

Xiao He's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively turned his head to look.

Suddenly, a Western man dressed as a magician appeared beside him, looking him up and down with a strange gaze.

"When did this person appear?!" Xiao He was immediately surprised.

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. Without hesitation, he prepared to grab the bucket and run away... no, he should say he took off running.

Someone who can appear silently next to you is someone you can't even escape, let alone fight.

as predicted.

Soon, cold sweat began to bead on Xiao He's forehead.

He can't move!

Just then, the magician also withdrew his scrutinizing gaze.

He looked at Xiao He's face, as if he could see through the mask and understand the expression hidden beneath it. His deep eyes seemed to see right through Xiao He's thoughts.

"Looks like I was overthinking it; you're not from the Chaos faction."

A strange glint flashed in the magician's eyes, followed by a gentlemanly smile.

Although the clown-like figure exuded the power that only those of the Chaos faction possessed, the magician could tell at a glance that the other party was not from the Chaos faction at all. In fact, the other party seemed to not even know what the Chaos faction was.

"He's probably just a lucky guy who managed to merge with the supernatural and survive, but unfortunately, his good luck seems to have run out. The abilities he gained are nothing like those from the Chaos side..."

The magician thought to himself.

At the same time, after confirming that Xiao He was not sent by the chaotic camp to disrupt his plans or steal his achievements, his attention was suddenly drawn to the mask on Xiao He's face.

"This is......"

at the same time.

Xiao He, who was frozen in place by an unknown force, watched the other person muttering to himself with a slight frown, and subconsciously frowned as well.

What is the Chaos faction?

Why would the other party mistake him for someone from the Chaos faction?

And when did this guy appear?

......

At this moment, countless questions arose in Xiao He's mind, but he did not ask them directly because... not only could he not move his body, but he could not even move his mouth to speak. He could only try his best to move his eyes to show that he had something to say.

At this moment, the magician, who had come to his senses, also noticed Xiao He winking and making faces at him.

"Sorry, I almost forgot about that."

The magician gave an apologetic smile, then bowed slightly, making an elegant gesture of apology.

Snapped!

The next second, with a crisp snap of his fingers, Xiao He immediately felt that he could move again.

However... it seems that only his mouth can move, but that's already pretty good for him now.

Thinking of this, Xiao He originally wanted to say something to flatter the other party, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he thought of the chaotic faction that the other party had mentioned before.

"Actually, I am indeed a member of the Chaotic Faction," Xiao He said calmly.

He felt that the magician did not seem to have any ill intentions towards him, and the other party did not show any disgust when mentioning the Chaos faction, which was enough to show that the other party was at least not hostile to this Chaos faction.

Moreover, he could sense that the magician had almost the same aura as himself.

An eerie atmosphere.

Could the other party also be a strange being? Or someone who possesses strange powers?

"Oh? Then do you know what the Chaos faction is?"

The magician smiled calmly. He knew Xiao He was lying, but he didn't expose him right away. Instead, he waved his hand, exhaled softly, and began to speak to himself: "Since ancient times, all things have been divided into different classes, and the supernatural is no exception."

"Those so-called high-ranking members of the alliance did not conduct in-depth investigations. Based solely on their own superficial understanding, they arrogantly divided the strange phenomena that appear in the real world into twelve common types and six special types. But..."

At this point, the magician paused, a rare hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.

"In this world, no one understands the supernatural better than those of us who are intertwined with it." The magician's face was filled with undisguised pride. "Only people like us have the right to speak about the supernatural."

"In fact, the bizarre division has always only had three types."

The magician looked at Xiao He, his smile returning to normal: "Guess which three?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao He seemed to be deep in thought. He thought of the chaotic factions the magician had mentioned earlier, and then of a game he had played before transmigrating to this world. After a moment of silence, he hesitated and said, "Chaos, Neutrality, and Order?"

"That's right."

The magician nodded and looked at Xiao He with admiration. In fact, if one thought about it carefully and recalled what he had said before, anyone who wasn't completely stupid would naturally understand which three types he was referring to.

After a long period of exploration, the original group of cultists finally determined one thing: there are only three types of supernatural phenomena.

Therefore, within the cult, members were divided into three camps.

Those are the Chaos Faction, the Neutral Faction, and the Order Faction.

In fact, most of the cultists who disregard life in the eyes of the alliance's higher-ups belong to the Chaos faction.

It is precisely because those members of the chaotic faction of the Trickster Cult often act recklessly that the name "Trickster Cult" is feared by many. Even though there are also people who act recklessly in the remaining two factions, there are far fewer of them compared to those in the chaotic faction.

Although the three factions operate independently, they generally don't cause trouble for each other since they belong to the same cult, unless they dislike each other or it's for some significant benefit.

However, under normal circumstances, only people from the Chaos faction and people from the Order faction dislike each other, while the Neutral faction, as its name suggests, is very neutral.

However, this kind of neutrality may be slightly different from the neutrality that ordinary people think of.

After listening to the magician's textbook-like explanation, Xiao He thought about it carefully and then made a guess.

"Are you from the Chaos faction?"

In Xiao He's view, only if the other party belonged to the chaotic camp would they have spoken to him so peacefully for so long; otherwise, it would be more than just that he couldn't move.

However, to everyone's surprise, after hearing Xiao He's guess, the magician smiled and shook his head.

"You're wrong. I'm not part of the Chaos faction."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He felt a chill run down his spine. Could it be that the other party...?

However, at this moment, the magician seemed to have seen through Xiao He's thoughts, and he smiled again.

"I'm not from the Chaos faction, but I'm not from the Order faction either. Guess which faction I'm from?"

Looking at the magician's ambiguous smile, Xiao He suddenly realized what was going on.

Is there even a need to guess?

Neutral faction!!

No wonder the other party just immobilized him without making a move; it turns out he's from the neutral camp!

Thinking of this, Xiao He finally felt relieved.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the magician's next words made him gasp in shock.

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about neutral factions."

The magician adjusted his glasses and said in an elegant yet graceful tone, "So-called neutrality is actually just superficial order, with chaos underneath."

The magician's words made Xiao He's expression freeze instantly.

Do people in this world have some kind of misunderstanding about the meaning of neutrality?!

"Most people in the chaotic faction are always disrupting order, while most people in the orderly faction are always following order. How can they compare to us neutral people? We can follow order or we can disrupt order!" The magician smiled, but he uttered words that sent chills down one's spine.

However, it was precisely these words that awakened Xiao He.

"Good heavens, isn't this guy insane?"

Xiao He felt a chill run through him.

In other people's world, geniuses are on the left and madmen are on the right, but in this world, everyone on both sides is a madman.

Because only a madman would have such thoughts.

"I know what you're thinking."

The magician still wore a smile, and as if reading Xiao He's mind, he said directly, "And I also think what you're thinking is correct, and both the Chaos and Order factions think we're a bunch of lunatics, but..."

The magician took a deep breath, as if trying to fill his lungs with fresh air.

"Sometimes you really need madmen to change this dirty world." The magician's voice was clear and firm, as if he was very proud of his identity as a madman.

"so......"

The magician walked up to Xiao He, stared into his eyes, and said with an unusually solemn expression, "Would you like to join our neutral camp and change the world with us?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao He was first taken aback, then frowned deeply. He didn't understand why the magician wanted to recruit him. Didn't he realize that he was just a weakling?

Although Xiao He couldn't discern the magician's true strength, based on the magician's ability to appear silently and freeze him in the blink of an eye, he was certain that the magician was at least one or even several levels above him.

At that moment, his heart was heavier than ever before, but without a second thought, he accepted the magician's offer: "Of course, it's my honor."

Xiao He said with a serious expression, but in his heart he was thinking that if he could beat you, he wouldn't be talking so much nonsense.

Of course, these words cannot be said aloud.

However, some things may not be explicitly stated, but those who are observing them can discern them at a glance.

The magician looked at Xiao He, who was looking very serious, and smiled with satisfaction: "I know what you're thinking."

Xiao He: "..."

Since you already know that, why did you ask me to speak?

"But you'll soon find out the benefits of joining our cult, or rather, joining our neutral camp," the magician continued.

"Do you know why I invited you to join our neutral camp?" The magician's tone suddenly softened: "It's because of the mask you're wearing."

mask?

Xiao He was stunned again, but he quickly came to his senses and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

The other person seemed to recognize the mask he was wearing and even knew its origin.

But wasn't this mask obtained through a gacha pull? Does that mean the items in the gacha pull are drawn from within this world?

Ignoring Xiao He's puzzled expression, the magician continued, "Many years ago, there was a very famous circus in the Chaotic Faction. This was thanks to the hard work of the people in the circus, such as acrobats, animal trainers, musicians, lighting technicians, magicians, and of course, the most indispensable role in the circus—the clown."

clown!

Upon hearing the words "magician" and "clown," Xiao He immediately realized what was going on, and he also seemed to understand why the other party wanted to recruit him.

as predicted.

The magician's next words confirmed Xiao He's suspicions.