This was a somewhat gray and backward town compared to the entire continent.
But even so, the night was always indulgent. For people, after a tiring day, their bodies and minds were unbearable. They always wanted to have a chance to rest and relax their tense emotions.
This was true even for the Gray Town.
Neon lights were shining on the streets. People were laughing and walking in the night market.
At this moment, there was a young man who did not fit in.
Yes, this was a very young youth, wearing a somewhat tattered gray cloth.
His bright red pupils were like two bright and demonic red gems. He had a thin figure, pale skin that looked like he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and a face that was slightly distorted from excitement.
No matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem like a normal person.
"It's true…I'm really normal now!”
The sickly boy, Mammon, looked at his hands with his bright red eyes. He felt the power of his fists and was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
He was really…normal!
God had mercy on him. In these 16 years, he had wanted to commit suicide countless times because he was not a normal person!
It wasn't referring to anything else, but his body. It was an innate weakness.
Even when he was born, he was tightly entangled by the shadow of death. When he was just born, his heart stopped beating for a while.
However, Mammon still relied on his desire to live and his persistence to live to escape from the gates of death.
Even so, his body was still very weak. After he was ten years old, it became extremely difficult for him to even walk and land like ordinary people were used to. He had to rely on a wheelchair to move instead.
And now, he was finally back to normal!
When he clenched his fist, he could feel the substance, but in fact, a few minutes ago, he could not even clench his fist tightly!
"That system is real! My body is indeed back to normal!"
Feeling the power filling his body, Mamen's lips curled into an exaggerated smile.
Just before his sixteenth birthday, a system suddenly appeared in his mind and unlocked a character template for him.
The final boss of the Blade of Extermination, Dancing Ghost Shi Wupang! He was also the famous boss!
Mamen, who had the memories of his previous life, could still remember the ghost dance Shi Wusheng clearly because this guy was famous for being afraid of death and could be said to be extremely evil.
As a result, countless fans wanted to bask in the sun, drink wisteria tea, scrape the skin, and so on with Phantom Dance Shi Wucai.
However, this was not important. No matter how he felt about the ghost dance, Mamen was sincerely excited that he had all the abilities of the ghost dance.
A healthy body!
This was something Mamen had always dreamed of! No one would be able to understand the feeling of being enveloped in despair without experiencing the feeling of helplessness.
"Hahahahaha ~"
Clenching his fists tightly, Mammon laughed maniacally. Two streams of tears flowed out of the corners of his pale face.
He was healthy! Strength!
Sixteen years of depression and gloom had finally been broken today.
"Blood Curse, Blood Ghost Spell…"
After venting his emotions for a while, Mammon wiped away his tears and felt his new body.
He had obtained the template of Ghost Dance Shi Wucai at his peak, and he had directly obtained all of Wucai's power.
The most terrifying ability of the Ghost Dance Shi Wucai was undoubtedly the Blood Curse!
It could be said that this was the source of all the tragedies in the Ghost Blade storyline!
That was a ghost!
The ghosts in the Ghost Extinguishing Blade were different from the ghosts in the general sense. The ghosts in the Ghost Extinguishing Blade fed on flesh and blood, and they did not grow old or die. Moreover, the powerful ghosts would have special abilities such as the Blood Ghost Technique.
The origin of ghosts came from the ancestor of ghosts, Ghost Dance Shi Wucai!
This was because the blood curse could turn a human into a ghost and give his blood to the other party to achieve the result of the curse.
The strength of the transformed ghost varied according to the amount of HP given by Phantom Dance Shi Wucai. Of course, ghosts could also become stronger through eating.
However, a ghost's innate talent also determined its upper limit. Once it reached this upper limit, no matter how much it ate, it would not be able to advance.
"In that case, I'm qualified to pursue power and authority.”
Mammon's lips curled into a cold smile as if he had thought of something. His red eyes turned cold.
After being crippled for 16 years, his heart was already somewhat sick. He was immersed in despair every day, but his mind did not collapse. He relied on the mature temperament of his previous life for 20 years.
But even so, his spirit was already different from ordinary people.
Moreover, this world was extremely abnormal.
At this moment, three swaying figures slowly walked over from the other end of the alley. They were holding bottles of wine and cursing. They were obviously drunk drunkards.
Bang ~
One of them didn't seem to notice the thin and weak Mamen at all, and his shoulder bumped into Mamen's body.
However, it was as if he had hit an iron wall. He was hit by the rebound and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, you brat, don't you watch where you're going?”
The yellow-haired Drunkard stood up while holding the spot where he had fallen. He had sobered up quite a bit after the fall. Without even looking at Mamen, he shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry, but I've been standing here without moving.”
Mammon's expression didn't change as he glanced at the blonde.
He had seen many unreasonable hooligans like this.
"What did you say?"
"Alright, Reid, what's there to nag about with this half-dead guy? It's bad luck.”
The yellow-haired youth was furious when he heard this. Just as he was about to teach this weak youth a lesson, the red-haired youth beside the yellow-haired youth said impatiently.
Mamen's bright red eyes turned gloomy when he heard the red-haired young man's words.
"That's right. Looking at this guy's expression, he probably won't live for long. Haha ~"
The yellow-haired guy walked around Mamen and looked at him carefully. A mocking smile appeared on his face.
With this sickly pale skin, he looked like a patient who had been seriously ill for a long time. With such a bad complexion, how long could he live?
"Do I…look like I'm half-dead?”
Mamen lowered her head and asked in a low voice. Her red pupils had turned into beast-like vertical pupils, ferocious and terrifying.
"Hey, don't you look like you're half-dead? Look at your face, you look like a dead…"
The yellow-haired man sneered, completely ignoring the increasingly gloomy aura of the youth in front of him.
However, before the blonde could finish, he no longer had the chance.
Mamen raised his left hand and faced Goldie. In an instant, his palm turned into a huge twisted piece of meat. He opened his sharp mouth and bit Goldie.
"Ah!"
Goldie let out a painful scream. The fangs had completely pierced into his body, and bright red liquid kept dripping.
As for the red-haired young man and the red-haired young man, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Bang!
As the meat monster threw Goldie out, Goldie was smashed into the wall beside him. A deep hole was formed in the wall, and Goldie was already dead.
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