I was resurrected and became a Ghost-type Pokémon Master.

Chapter 232 Infiltration

Night falls in the eerie mountain valley.

A group of Ghost-type Pokémon danced around a stone slab to strange syllables and movements.

Gui Hai, wearing a ghost mask and a sacrificial robe, is performing a worship ceremony.

There were some odds and ends placed in front of him, and now these odds and ends were burning with a faint flame.

Soon a chubby little creature burrowed into the spirit world and pulled out the souls of three humans.

Gui Hai looked at the three unfamiliar and terrified high-ranking members of the Alliance who had been executed by the Alliance, his eyes cold beneath the mask.

"I hope you will cooperate with me properly from now on, otherwise I won't mind making sure you die without peace."

Just as the three unfamiliar souls were about to speak, Guihai continued, "Alright, I understand. Gengar is yours now. Get the information out of me."

Having said that, Guihai turned around.

The three souls were left surrounded by a large number of ghosts.

"You...you...what do you want to know? Ask me...I'll definitely tell you, no—!"

"What do you know? I'll tell you everything!"

"Help! No, help the ghost!"

"......"

The screams continued all night, causing trainers who had passed by the area the previous night to flee in panic.

This also led to a terrifying urban legend that circulated widely among trainers.

Guihai was unaware of these things.

He was sitting on a rock on the cliff, chewing on an energy cube to replenish his energy, listening to the 'spy' Gengar report on the interrogation last night.

His complexion was also constantly changing.

"Gengar, are you sure what they're saying is true?"

The fierce-looking Gengar nodded seriously: "Kujac."

Guihai threw an energy cube into his mouth:

"Alright, now that we know the cult's stronghold, it's time for us to make our move. Gengar, are you ready?"

Gengar grinned, a ferocious smile on its face: "Goblin."

......

Mountain and Sea Alliance.

A remote town located in the mountains.

A figure in a black trench coat and a ghost mask slipped in silently, like a phantom.

Everyone he encountered along the way acted as if they hadn't seen him at all.

The instant Gui Hai left their sight, these people disintegrated and collapsed like building blocks.

Blood splattered, and the severed limb was still twitching slightly, seemingly still alive.

As they ventured deeper into the Ghost Sea.

The smell of blood drifted into the town on the wind.

Some wary Pokémon warned their trainers.

It was only then that the cult members realized something was wrong, and a search revealed that many of their companions had been murdered.

However, although these people noticed something was wrong, they couldn't find any culprit.

It seems the attacker disappeared like a ghost after killing people.

"Martial law! Quickly, go and inform the Dharma Protectors that we are under attack."

"Attention all groups, do not separate. Work in groups. Remember, do not separate..."

"Third group, assemble here."

"Are there any survivors left in Group 18? Am I the only one left?"

"..."

With some people organizing it, the town was soon enveloped in noise.

In a dark corner.

Guihai wielded the bronze longsword of the Ancient Leopard, slicing open the throat of a trainer.

The image seemed to slowly dissipate like a bubble.

At that moment, a sphere of light, as dazzling as the sun, flew into the sky, its gaze sweeping over the entire town.

Then, I focused my gaze on the spot where Guihai had just left.

"Don't panic, don't be afraid, he's just a reckless League Trainer. Find him for me!"

The aged voice was broadcast throughout the town.

The cult members, who had initially panicked because they couldn't see the enemy, immediately rallied.

They cast fervent glances at the people in the sky, then divided the tasks and began searching the town.

Since the guardian said he is a League Trainer, then he is a Trainer, not a ghost.

As long as it's not a ghost, they can find the other party and then kill them!

And not far from that guardian.

Gui Hai, like an ordinary believer, looked up at the Heavenly King.

He scoffed dismissively and turned to walk into the alley.

As if sensing Gui Hai's gaze, the Heavenly King glanced at the spot from before, his brows furrowing.

I was just about to send someone over to check when I suddenly felt that something was off about the environment.

It seems like the wind is picking up.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a bone-chilling coolness.

It sounded like ghosts were whispering in my ear.

It was like a demon roaring.

A strange, shrill laugh was hidden in the wind that gradually grew louder, summoning dark clouds and turning the whole town into a nighttime scene.

"Hehehehehe..."

As a protector of the Lu Shen Sect, the Heavenly King immediately caused the Sun Rock beneath his feet to shine with full light, dispelling the darkness.

While keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings, he shouted, "Who goes there? Come out!"

"Hehehehehe..."

The guardian was met with Gengar's signature laugh.

"what!"

A scream came from below, then stopped abruptly.

The guardian had his Pokémon carry him across immediately.

What they saw was a ground littered with corpses.

Just now, a full squad of ten was wiped out again.

Gui Hai walked lightly past the guardian.

The Dharma protector immediately turned around, but saw nothing.

"what!"

More screams followed.

The Dharma Protector rushed over again.

This time, not everyone died.

Only half of them died.

The Dharma Protector stared at the scene before him with eyes wide with rage.

Because it wasn't Ghost Sea, they only had time to kill half of the people this time.

Instead, he cut everyone in half at the waist. At this point, none of his men were dead; they were still crawling on the ground.

But they were all dying, and they looked at him with despair in their eyes.

His eyes were filled with pleading and pain.

She reached out her blood-stained hand to him, begging for help.

They didn't wait for the Dharma protectors to send someone to rescue them.

The eyes of those who cried for help changed.

Became fearful.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying thing in my life.

The Dharma Protector noticed that they were all looking at him with those kinds of gazes, and he was somewhat puzzled.

Then I realized something was wrong.

These people aren't looking at themselves, but at what's behind them.

The guardian suddenly turned around and had his Pokémon protect him.

But there was still no one behind him.

However, this did not calm the protector's mind; on the contrary, alarm bells rang in his mind.

There was an exaggerated speculation about the attackers' strength, which also generated intense fear.

It was as if I had fallen into a kingdom of death, and the surrounding environment was filled with murderous intent and deathly silence.

"what!"

The screams rang out again.

This time, even the guardian didn't have the courage to go and check.

At this moment, the tension in his heart had reached its limit.

He was afraid that if he went there, he would be killed by that mysterious master.

But he dared not run away.

He was afraid that the expert would ambush him the moment he was about to leave.

The Dharma protector's thoughts were constantly torn apart by the screams of the followers.

Until about ten minutes later.

The entire town fell silent, save for Gengar's eerie, piercing laughter...