"How did he just walk in there like that, acting like it''s no big deal? Isn''t he afraid she''ll drain him dry?"


    "No idea. I''ve never seen a ghost so unafraid of death. Has he never died before or something?"


    "Uh, I think he''s already dead."


    "Yeah, he''s probably already died once."


    "But still!"


    Even the ghost soldiers driving the carriages were dumbfounded by Timothy''s fearless attitude.


    Still, their job was to protect his soul, so they had to keep going.


    One group of ghost soldiers escorted the carriage Timothy was in, while another group escorted the one carrying ra.


    Both carriages headed toward the Lord''s mansion.


    "Tonight is the wedding night of our Lady Nightshade!"


    Despite the murmurs of disapproval from the crowd, the ghost soldiers banged their drums and gongs, making the event feel like a grand celebration.


    After all, as long as they delivered Timothy safely, their own lives would be a little more secure.


    "Lady Nightshade is really getting married!"


    Along the way, many ghosts noticed the two carriages and the extravagant procession.


    Most of them looked on with a mix of surprise andplicated emotions.


    Some might have been relieved, thinking that with ra married, she might stop terrorizing the ghosts in the city. Others probably pitied the poor soul who had been chosen.


    It wouldn''t be long before he was drained to nothing, his soulpletely obliterated.


    Thud, thud, thud.


    Before long, thevish procession entered the bustling streets and passed through the wide-open gates of the Lord''s mansion.


    "Congrattions, mydy."


    Apuse erupted from both sides, and the entire mansion was brightly lit, filled with a lively atmosphere.


    However, this so-called "wedding" didn''t have any other ceremonies.


    ra gracefully stepped out of the skeletal carriage, a cold smile ying on her lips. "Take him to the bridal chamber."


    "Yes, ma''am."


    The ghost soldiers quickly obeyed, driving Timothy''s carriage away.


    As she watched the carriage disappear into the distance, ra''s smile grew wider, but there was a chilling coldness to it that made one''s heart freeze.


    "Father, I''ve chosen this one."


    She spoke as if she were talking about prey she was about to devour. ra licked her lips, making them even redder, as if stained with fresh blood.


    "Hmm, not bad, not bad. The ghostly auraing from the carriage is quite strong. Looks like this boy should keep you fed for a while."


    A middle-aged man''s ghostly figure drifted out from the shadows. His presence was so imposing that it made anyone who saw him instinctively feel fear.


    Magnus Nightshade, once a Holy Emperor-level warrior, was far beyond what any other ghost in Ereboth couldpare to.


    Even though his body was long dead, the power his soul could unleash was still terrifying.


    It was because of this that he had been able to protect ra, who had an Umbral Body and needed to consume souls to survive, allowing her to wreak havoc in Ereboth for so long.


    "But aside from that…"


    Magnus continued, his voice cold and menacing.


    "I''ve ced that creature from the nt continent in your room. On your wedding night, consuming her should greatly improve your condition."


    At that moment, a chilling light shed in Magnus''s eyes, sending a shiver down anyone''s spine.


    The once imposing aura of the Holy Emperor now seemed tainted with a hint of malevolence.


    "Don''t worry, Father. I wouldn''t miss out on such a perfect meal. Who would''ve thought a living being could enter the Netherworld? It''s like they were sent here just for me~"


    ra''s smile was eerie and terrifying as she greedily licked her lips, her gaze drifting toward the bridal chamber.


    ...


    Inside the room, Timothy nced around and let out a cold chuckle.


    On the surface, it looked like a wedding was being held, but in reality, the Lord''s mansion showed no signs of any celebration. He had been thrown straight into the bridal chamber, and his hands were bound by a spiritual lock.


    This lock, forged fromher energy, was designed to tightly restrain souls. Once bound, almost no ghost could break free from its hold.


    Unfortunately for them, Timothy wasn''t a ghost.


    The ghostly aura surrounding him was nothing more than a disguise, a cover for his true nature. If he wanted to, he could shatter the soul lock at any moment.


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    "A living being from the nt continent? Where is she now? Could it be Sylvia?"


    Right now, Timothy only cared about one thing.


    At that moment, footsteps echoed from the distance—ra''s footsteps, unmistakably.


    With a creak, the door to the room opened, and ra stepped inside.


    Though the spirits in the Netherworld all had a bluish hue and looked much like they did in life—far from the terrifying creatures described in books—ra''s cold, sinister smile was unnerving.


    "Your name is Timothy, right? I noticed you the moment you stepped into the arena. I heard you''ve only recently arrived in Ereboth, and yet, here we are. What a strange twist of fate."


    ra smiled as she walked up to Timothy. Seeing his hands bound, she seemedpletely at ease.


    "Don''t worry. I''m quite interested in you. I won''t drain you to nothing like I do with the others. If you can satisfy me, maybe when I devour that creature from the nt continentter, I''ll let you have a taste. How does that sound? Shouldn''t you be thanking me?"


    Her smile widened as she looked at Timothy with growing greed. "Not bad at all. Such rich ghostly energy. I haven''t encountered anything like this in a long time. This kind of energy is perfect for my Umbral Body!"


    "So, you''re saying if I satisfy you, I''ll get a share when you devour that living being?" Timothy asked calmly, showing no sign of fear.


    "Of course. I''ve sealed her in a room nearby. I''ll bring her over soon," ra replied, a hint of surprise in her voice. "You''re not afraid? Heh, just as I thought. You''re different from the others.


    Exactly what I was hoping for."


    She licked her lips greedily, her lips now a grotesque, blood-red shade. Her eyes were filled with an insatiable hunger.


    "Let''s see what you taste like!"


    Suddenly, ra''s expression twisted into something feral as she lunged at Timothy. Her mouth opened, and she inhaled sharply, trying to drain his energy while gripping his arm tightly.


    But in an instant, her once confident expression shifted to one of shock. Her eyes filled with terror.


    "You! How is this possible?!"