Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

Phantom Raven

Category: Mysterious

Level: Unknown

Quality: Unknown

Talent: Unknown

Skill: unknown

Status: Under sealing.

Note: This is a strange creature sealed by an unknown force. Due to its sealed state, this card is temporarily unusable. Please find a way to unseal it yourself.

......

After reading the information recorded on the card, Xiao He felt the following.

Xiao He: "..."

After a moment of silence, Xiao He looked at the newly renovated card in his hand and shook his head in disappointment.

"As expected, I'm still as unlucky as ever. It seems that Lady Luck will never be on my side."

Although this card looks very high-level, and although this seemingly high-level card was only obtained by sacrificing a free one-star card, the sealed card is practically useless to Xiao He.

That's right.

Useless card!

Putting aside the fact that the card doesn't explain how Xiao He should remove the seal, anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that something that can be sealed rather than killed is definitely not some low-level thing.

Why seal it if you can kill it?

Moreover, Xiao He estimated that the method to break the seal would be very difficult for him to accomplish with his current strength.

Do not!

To be precise, it's completely impossible.

"But it's alright, it's something that came to us, so there's no loss."

At this moment, Xiao He secretly felt fortunate.

If he had worked so hard to get a two-star Weirdos and ended up with this useless card, he would probably want to die.

At the same time, Xiao He secretly made up his mind to put the card away and then ignore it.

To avoid making it seem like I have to force myself to complete some task because of this useless card, which would be frustrating for others.

Goodbye.

With a thought, Xiao He immediately caused the card floating in his hand to disappear.

After putting away the cards in his hand, Xiao He once again had a thought and, relying on a mysterious connection, directly severed the dark red line on his forehead that was connected to the terrifying power in the sky.

"After all, people need to know how to make choices."

Xiao He took one last look at the power of fear in the sky before reluctantly turning his gaze away and flying swiftly in one direction.

And the direction he was heading in was naturally... not the direction of the Feast of Blood that the magician named John had mentioned.

He's not stupid.

He could tell at a glance that the so-called magician didn't seem like someone who would lie.

wrong.

It should be said that the other party also disdained to lie, disdained to lie to Xiao He, a weakling.

Even though the other party had just set a trap for him, Xiao He's intuition told him that going that way was definitely the right thing to do.

"Well, even though it's a longer route, at least it's safer."

As Xiao He ran, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the direction the magician had pointed to—the Feast of Blood.

Perhaps because he had absorbed a massive amount of fear power, Xiao He's perception seemed to have been enhanced to another level. At this moment, in his perception, an evil aura was coming from that direction, filled with bloodlust and despair.

He even keenly sensed that there seemed to be several dark red lines radiating fear in that direction, tightly connected to the massive force of fear in the sky.

"I wonder what this Blood Feast is all about."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Xiao He's eyes.

If something can attract the attention of someone more powerful than yourself, and you can snag some bargains from it, then you've definitely struck gold.

"However, even if you're alive to make money, you have to be alive to spend it!"

Xiao He sighed.

For the first time, deep down, I felt a sense of defeat because I felt that I was not good enough.

Fortunately, he quickly recovered from this emotion. After all, since transmigrating to this world, Xiao He had realized that he absolutely could not let negative emotions control his behavior, even though he himself was a strange creature who relied on absorbing other people's negative emotions—fear—to increase his power.

"Fortunately, the gains this time were not small."

What comforted Xiao He somewhat was that he had gained quite a bit in this strange and mysterious world. First, he acquired a strange creature that seemed to be somewhat related to a certain powerful figure or a powerful monster. Later, he absorbed enough fear power to allow him to use the Joker Mask four times for free.

Most importantly, Xiao He realized that the cards he drew from the black cards deep within his soul seemed to have a significant connection to the strangeness of this world.

He also learned a lot about the cultists and even "had the honor" of joining a neutral faction within the organization that consisted entirely of lunatics.

"However, without this mechanical bird, I guess I wouldn't really be considered a member of this organization."

The thought of the pigeon that he had turned into a card and then immediately sacrificed made Xiao He feel uneasy.

He's not very reliable.

Although he already knew that the magician had ill intentions towards him, he was still somewhat worried. Given the strength the magician had displayed, he estimated that he could find him in the real world even without the pigeon.

Perhaps the other party has some unknown or undetected tracking methods at their disposal.

"Forget it, let's not think about it too much. Anyway, after I get out of here, I'll immediately find someone to possess again. Even if you can track my body, I don't believe you can track my soul."

A strange look flashed in Xiao He's eyes.

His confidence in the magician's inability to track his soul stemmed from the mysterious black card that granted him the ability to draw cards.

Xiao He thought to himself that with the power of that black card, it would surely protect his soul.

With this in mind, Xiao He turned his attention to the candidate for possession.

"This time I can't just possess someone else's body so easily, otherwise I'll be wasting such a good skill."

Xiao He's ability to possess other people's bodies in a short time allows him to possess their bodies an unlimited number of times, and he can also gain the memories and physical abilities of the possessed person after possession.

Importantly, the abilities gained by each possessed body have a certain probability of being transferred to the next possessed body.

This means that as long as Xiao He continues to possess bodies, possessing the bodies of those with special abilities or those stronger than him, he will eventually become a powerful being himself.

Moreover, this possession was just one of his short-lived and cunning skills.

However, Xiao He always felt that such a heaven-defying ability could not really be used an unlimited number of times. Perhaps there were some dangers he was unaware of. That's why he was so cautious about the next person to be possessed.

Thinking of this, Xiao He became curious again, but he wasn't curious about the ability to possess another body, but rather...

"I wonder what that flesh parasitism skill will become after it's upgraded."

Xiao He had not forgotten that skill that was currently being upgraded.

Since devouring that vampire and gaining the power of blood calamity, his skill has been stuck in the process of upgrading and has been unusable. Fortunately, this does not affect the effect after using it before.

Thinking of this, a sudden inspiration flashed in Xiao He's mind. He pondered for a while and thought about it.

"I wonder if there's any connection between this Blood Calamity power and that Blood Feast."

Just as Xiao He was pondering this in secret.

boom!

A deafening roar suddenly resounded in this world shrouded in black mist.

Whoohoo!

next moment.

A powerful gust of wind swept in, scattering countless stones and toppling countless buildings.

This commotion attracted many strange creatures hidden in the darkness, and it even seemed that the strange creatures outside the ruins of the community were also attracted. Many strange creatures with peculiar appearances passed through the black mist at the edge of the community ruins and rushed towards the direction of the explosion. However, many of them were not strong enough and were cut in two by the black mist when they passed halfway through.

"What's going on?!"

This commotion naturally caught Xiao He's attention immediately, and he quickened his pace as he ran.

joke!

In this situation, who would stop to see what's happening? They'd all be running for their lives!

Do you think this is a movie shoot? Following the old movie formula, once something happens on the roadside, the people around will immediately stop to watch, and then get killed by the monster that caused the commotion.

Reality isn't a movie shoot; there are no do-overs or rehearsals.

"Could this be the so-called Feast of Blood???"

At this moment, Xiao He suddenly thought of the blood feast that the magician had mentioned.

Because the direction from which the explosion came was precisely the direction of the Blood Feast that the magician had pointed to.

"Thank goodness, I'm not the cat that got killed by curiosity."

Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression immediately turned very ugly.

He could feel the power of the explosion. Although it wasn't enough to pulverize him, it was enough to seriously injure him and turn him into a lamb to the slaughter.

Thinking of this, Xiao He immediately suppressed all the thoughts that arose in his mind and all the emotions that arose subconsciously, and once again used all his strength to run.

If you don't run faster now, you might not even have the chance to run again.

Meanwhile, time rewinds to a few minutes earlier.

The magician, John Jonathan, who exuded an air of gentlemanly elegance and confidence, had arrived on the rooftop of a tall building.

It seems that he, like Xiao He, quite enjoys standing on the rooftop.

"After planning for so long, the Blood Feast has finally arrived."

John Jonathan spread his arms wide, facing the cold wind blowing from above, his face full of anticipation.

He had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.

To realize the Feast of Blood, he, who had lived for over a hundred years, even spent nearly thirty years planning it all.

Thirty years! How many thirty-year periods does one have in a lifetime!

Although John Jonathan's lifespan has been extended considerably after merging with the supernatural, thirty years is still a significant amount of time for him.

"Ah, if it weren't for the fact that blood seeds are so difficult to survive, I wouldn't have had to wait more than thirty years to witness this grand event." John Jonathan's face showed a satisfied smile: "But thankfully, at least this blood seed was successful."

The blood seed he mentioned was someone Xiao He had met before—Huang Yi, who had turned into a bizarre ball of flesh.

In fact, not only is Huang Yi a descendant of John Jonathan, but even Huang Yi's twin brother, Huang Zong, is also a descendant of him.

Unfortunately, in this place, the allure of the bloodline to the eerie creatures native to this land is amplified many times over. It was precisely because of this that Huang Zong, who had just stepped into this place, encountered that eerie creature wielding a kitchen knife and ultimately met his demise.

Actually, while the twin brothers Huang Zong and Huang Yi were still scavenging for a living in trash cans, they had already been targeted by John Jonathan.

Otherwise, how could two orphans who made a living by scavenging for garbage have so coincidentally found a martial arts manual, and then so coincidentally become Ming Jin martial artists by accident?

Moreover, when the two were working as henchmen for an underground gang, John Jonathan secretly intervened on several occasions, saving their lives.

In fact, from the moment Huang Zong and Huang Yi became blood offspring until today's bizarre events in the Fugui residential area, it was all John Jonathan who was secretly pulling the strings.

And all of this was for today.

"Let's cheer for the feast!"

John Jonathan smiled.

After saying that, he turned his gaze down at the strange ball of flesh that was fighting with several people.

Soon, he will be able to witness the grand feast that he has been preparing for for over thirty years.

"It'll be soon, very soon."

John Jonathan's smile grew increasingly radiant, gradually evolving into a morbid grin, a stark contrast to his usual gentlemanly demeanor.

If Xiao He were standing next to John Jonathan right now, looking at the man's increasingly morbid smile, he would definitely say instinctively, "Sure enough, no one associated with the supernatural is normal."

As the battle intensified, John Jonathan felt the feast was just around the corner.

But at that moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"It's gone?"

With a hint of confusion on his face, John Jonathan slowly took off his hat.

next second.

The hat then changed; the magic hat, which was originally full of ancient elegance and nobility, instantly became sinister and eerie. A terrifying eye on the hat suddenly opened and stared at him intently.

This eyeball looks just like a real eyeball, and the emotions it conveys leave no doubt that it is a human eyeball.

However, John Jonathan clearly knew that there was an eyeball hidden in the hat. Although he looked surprised, it wasn't because of the eyeball's appearance, but because he had just received a message from it.

The bionic bird he gave to the clown—it's disappeared!

Not long after, John Jonathan, having recovered from his surprise, regained his usual smile, though this smile seemed to conceal emotions he had never shown before.

That seemed to be an expression of surprise.

"As expected, none of the guys who managed to get their hands on that circus relic are simpletons." John Jonathan chuckled, seemingly extremely pleased with the matter or with Xiao He. "Looks like I've got a pretty interesting partner in the bag this time."

"Huh? What? Oh, I know, I know, you're my only partner."

John Jonathan held the eye-shaped top hat, a doting smile on his face.