"Let's make a deal. Use your little ghost to keep the specter busy, don't let her shoot and disturb me. I'll help you cripple Yu Xing and hand him over to you to kill, then I'll kill the specter. Of course, the body should be left to me."

Carlos spoke arrogantly, completely disregarding Yu Xing.

Song Quan raised his eyes and didn't answer, but the black little ghost had already separated from his body.

That was an agreement.

The specter frowned. Did she really look like an easy target just because she was a girl? Without asking anything, she was put together with Yu Xing and automatically assumed they were at a disadvantage?

She sneered and raised her hand to shoot at Carlos' head.

"Boom!"

She was the captain of the armed squad, naturally having an advantage in combat. Deductionists were only human, and as long as the bullet hit, they would die.

The question was whether it could hit.

The bullet was too fast. In the instant the gun fired, Carlos quickly dodged, the bullet grazing his cheek and leaving a burnt bloodstain.

"Ah, how ruthless."

He smiled in a sickly manner. Song Quan didn't let him be disturbed by the gun again, and the little ghost clung to the specter's gun, rendering it useless for a short period of time.

The specter's ability was not combat-oriented, which could be seen from her first instinct to use a gun in battle.

Of course, Deductionists were not combat-oriented either, otherwise the little ghost wouldn't only be able to cause trouble for the living.

Carlos drew a dagger and pounced on Yu Xing, who was hiding behind the camera.

Yu Xing's physical strength was currently overdrawn. His face was pale as he avoided the first blade, feeling a sacrificial aura from the dagger.

Similar to Zhao Yijiu's small knife, it was a weapon-type sacrificial item with high attack power.

Yu Xing's two sacrificial items were a candlestick and a doll, both belonging to the more peculiar types that could only be carried with the body.

He dodged the blade again by tilting his head, then reached out and grabbed Carlos' arm, kicking him several meters away. After completing this action, his legs went weak and he squatted down, gasping for breath in weakness.

Yu Xing was so strong?

At this moment, doubts arose in the minds of the specter, the Deductionist, and Carlos.

Carlos had never directly confronted Yu Xing with physical strength in Coffin Village. He always thought the other party should be an intellectual type, at most having the powerful sacrificial ability of resurrection.

Even with preparations, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat when Yu Xing kicked his abdominal muscles.

The specter hesitated and threw the gun to Yu Xing. "Use this, even as a stick!"

The gun fell in front of Yu Xing, with an ugly little ghost perched on it.

The little ghost giggled and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, threatening him. The chilling aura emanating from it made Yu Xing squint his eyes.

"Get lost." Yu Xing raised his hand and grabbed the little ghost by the neck. The specter tried to pull the little ghost, but it was thrown away like trash.

This caught Song Quan's attention.

However, just as Carlos, who had been kicked away, stabilized his body and happened to be in a "convenient" position behind Song Quan.

"Careless, didn't expect you to be a combat type as well." Carlos held his abdomen and didn't rush to attack.

Yu Xing propped the gun on the ground, supporting himself on the gun barrel as he stood up. He ignored Carlos and looked at the frightened little ghost that ran back to Song Quan.

Song Quan's face darkened. His little ghost only showed fear when encountering stronger specters, and there had never been a precedent of it being afraid of a Deductionist.

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"I've seen this kind of little ghost before. For each one raised, it requires the flesh and blood of a living person." Yu Xing spoke while taking the opportunity to recover his strength.

He revealed a playful expression. "You have at least five or six of them on you, right? Have you killed so many people?"

"It's none of your business." Song Quan coldly replied, then turned his head to urge, "Cannibal, can't you defeat him?"

Carlos raised an eyebrow and sneered. "What are you saying? How could I not?"

He moved forward again, adding, "Keep an eye on the specter, don't let her escape while chaos ensues. She's my hunting target."

"She won't escape." Song Quan calmly responded. However, when he raised his head, he met the dark barrel not far away.

Carlos also stopped in his tracks.

With the troublesome little ghost gone, the firearm could be used normally. Yu Xing skillfully held the gun and was about to pull the trigger.

Carlos suddenly bent down and pushed off the ground, charging forward. However, the posture that was supposed to rush towards Yu Xing abruptly changed, and the dagger traced a sharp arc, stabbing towards... Song Quan's neck.

"Boom!"

The gun fired.

The bullet was also aimed at Song Quan.

Their original target was Song Quan!

Faced with the sudden change, with bullets in front and a blade behind, Song Quan remained unnaturally calm, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.The attack landed perfectly on him, but a black aura emerged from his body. With a scream that didn't belong to him, he transformed into a small ghost half a human's height. Not far away, another small ghost rapidly grew into the likeness of Song Quan, even his clothes were undamaged.

"A substitute ghost." Yu Xing laughed, "These ghosts are harder to maintain, it seems you have more than a handful of lives in your hands."

"The sneak attack failed, huh." Carlos shrugged, regretfully covering his stomach that was kicked by Yu Xing, feeling a bit frustrated.

Being kicked was really unpleasant.

Nightmare retreated a bit, understanding the situation clearly.

A ghoul and Yu Xing could never form an alliance, these two were in the most direct hunting relationship.

Therefore, among Fang Xiaoyu and A Bai, one of them must have lied about their real identity.

They teamed up to lower the prophet's guard, but were discovered by the prophet in advance.

"How did you figure it out? When I was discussing with Yu Xing, you should have been on the ship." Carlos's nimble fingers couldn't stop moving, casually twirling a dagger.

"Because I prophesied it last night, the illusion shattered, identity theft, truth and falsehood indistinguishable." Song Quan revealed a smile, obviously, he had not been deceived by the two from the beginning.

A faint black aura surrounded him, separating him from Carlos and Yu Xing: "You're not a ghoul, you're a magician, and I, am your hunting target, right? Since I've foreseen it, how could I not prepare in advance?"

Yu Xing felt a heaviness on his back, another of Song Quan's small ghosts had somehow climbed onto his back, its cold aura continuously seeping into his body.

Carlos's interest intensified, with a twist of his wrist, he magically pulled a flock of pigeons out of thin air. The pigeons flapped their wings and flew towards the sky, causing a significant distraction to sight and hearing in that instant.

"Prophetic ability, isn't that a bit too much?" His tone held no envy, only teasing, "But if you're too weak, prophecy can't save you!"

Nightmare, however, quickly fled far away, fear evident in her eyes.

The magician was her hunting target, but... she was afraid of birds!

What a dog's life, why was the magician really a "magician", even able to conjure pigeons?

She looked through the gaps in the flock of pigeons, suddenly, she had a feeling.

Her intuition told her that she should activate her illusion ability, 【True Gaze】, once again.