Back in the cave, when Serena Feng took out water from her Smart Med-Pack, she also grabbed a vial of anesthetic just in case. These anesthetics were her personal defense—potent enough to drop not just a person, but even an elephant in an instant.
She had deliberately let her hair down and rolled up her clothes for the Ghost King to check, all to lower his guard.
Serena originally planned to knock the Ghost King out as he took her onto the ship, but unexpectedly ran into Prince Nolan when they came out. It worked out perfectly—in the moment when the Ghost King was negotiating with Prince Nolan, Serena quietly aimed the anesthetic at him, waiting for his guard to drop before striking.
When Prince Nolan raised his sword to his own neck, the Ghost King couldn’t help but gloat. At that exact moment, Serena struck—the Ghost King fell right into her trap!
“Serena Feng, you played me!” As his body went numb and stiff, with Prince Nolan’s sword closing in, the Ghost King’s face twisted with panic. He tried to fight back, but his arms felt like they weighed a thousand pounds—he couldn’t lift them at all. Even his eyelids were drooping, and he could collapse at any moment.
“Who else would I play if not you?” Serena sneered, quickly making her way toward the shore with the shadow guards to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
The anesthetic had already taken effect. No matter how deep the Ghost King’s internal strength was, he couldn’t withstand it. After just a few exchanges with Prince Nolan, his whole body was covered in wounds—even his abdomen had been slashed open.
“Nolan Dongling, you despicable scoundrel.” The Ghost King’s gaze grew unfocused, everything before him turning blurry. He couldn’t see what was in front of him—he only knew sword strikes were coming from every direction, and though he wanted to dodge, his body felt impossibly heavy, leaving him nowhere to run.
“If you’ve got the guts, wait until I recover and we’ll fight one-on-one.” The Ghost King retaliated on pure instinct, only to end up with two more wounds for his trouble.
“Who wants to fight you one-on-one? Don’t be naive!” Prince Nolan couldn’t hold back a cold laugh.
Did these people really think too highly of him? He’d never been a good man—playing the gentleman was never his style.
“Cough, cough... Shameless villain, what right do you have to be emperor?” The pain from his wounds jolted the Ghost King clear-headed. Determined not to collapse, he grabbed his iron claw and raked it fiercely across his own back...
“Ah...” The sharp pain scattered the dizziness, and the Ghost King felt a surge of strength—at least enough to barely dodge Prince Nolan’s sword.
“Cough, cough...” The Ghost King was covered in blood, utterly miserable, but he refused to give up.
Having crawled out of a grave, the Ghost King feared nothing more than death. There was nothing in this world more terrifying, so he absolutely could not die...
“Nolan Dongling, if not for Serena Feng, you’d already be dead—sunk forever at the bottom of the sea with Ghost Hall.” The Ghost King seethed with hatred, thinking of how Serena had tricked him.
Damn it, he’d fallen for Serena Feng’s trick out of fear of death—how humiliating.
“Too bad, I’m the one who won in the end.” Prince Nolan wasn’t fazed by the Ghost King’s words. He’d always known Serena Feng was his lucky star.
“It’s not over yet—we’ll see who wins.” The Ghost King sneered, hurling his iron claw at Prince Nolan’s face. Prince Nolan didn’t dodge; he split it aside with his sword and kicked the Ghost King at the same time.
The Ghost King was sent flying by Prince Nolan’s kick, crashing dozens of meters away...
At that moment, nobody needed orders. The trusted elites who’d been waiting for a chance rushed forward to capture the Ghost King—but just then, something unexpected happened...
Boom—
No one knew what the Ghost King had thrown, but suddenly a cloud of yellow smoke appeared, blocking the trusted elites’ vision. By the time they could see again, the Ghost King was already gone.
“After him—don’t let him get away!” Serena Feng had been watching the fight closely. When she saw the Ghost King disappear, she panicked: “He’ll try to blow up the volcano—hurry, kill him!”
“What?” Prince Nolan didn’t understand what Serena Feng meant, but that didn’t stop him from chasing after the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was wounded, and with the drug still in his system, he couldn’t outrun Prince Nolan. Prince Nolan quickly caught sight of him.
Just as Serena Feng predicted, the Ghost King’s only goal now was to reach the cave and blow up the volcano...
He feared death, but now he couldn’t survive anyway. If he had to die, he’d take everyone with him!
“Kill him.” Prince Nolan saw the shadow guards coming toward him and gave the order at once.
“Even the heavens aren’t on my side?” Seeing the shadow guards approaching, the Ghost King’s eyes flashed with despair...
Was this fate punishing him for being greedy for life and afraid of death?
He refused to accept it!
A flicker of struggle passed through the Ghost King’s eyes, but in the end, he turned resolutely and ran toward the shore.
He didn’t believe for a second that if he jumped into the sea, Nolan Dongling could still catch him.
The shadow guards themselves were all wounded, helping each other out as they staggered from the cave. Hearing Prince Nolan’s command, they instinctively rushed forward, but their bodies failed them—given their current strength, they might not catch the Ghost King before he hit the water.
One of the shadow guards was clutching Serena Feng’s rifle. Remembering how Serena fired it, he reacted instantly, aiming at the Ghost King. As the Ghost King ran for his life, the guard squeezed his eyes shut and fired a wild shot...
Bang—the bullet shot out, the pistol’s recoil numbing the guard’s grip. His hand went slack and he nearly dropped the gun, scrambling to catch it—only to accidentally pull the trigger again, unleashing a burst of bullets...
“Rat-tat-tat—” Bullet after bullet flew out, leaving the other shadow guards in awe: this hidden weapon was terrifying, though its accuracy was questionable. Out of all those ‘hidden weapons,’ only a few actually hit the Ghost King.
The recoil made it impossible for the guard to hold the gun steady. Other than pointing it at the Ghost King, he didn’t aim at all—yet even so, the Ghost King was hit by several bullets...
You had to admit, the Ghost King really was unlucky!
The shadow guard wielding the rifle had no idea he’d hit the Ghost King. As the 'big guy' in his hands kept firing its 'hidden weapons,' he was completely stunned, not knowing what to do.
It was only when his comrades shouted for him to stop that he realized—but he had no idea how to stop!
Tears streaming down his face, the shadow guard found the 'big guy' in his hands anything but obedient—nothing like when Her Highness used it. He couldn’t control it at all. Now that the Ghost King was dead, afraid of hitting his own people, he gritted his teeth and threw the 'big guy' to the ground.
If Her Highness blamed him, he’d accept the punishment.
Thud—the rifle hit the ground, and at last the bullets stopped flying. The shadow guard’s hands were covered in blood...
It was his first time using a gun; he had no idea how it worked. Getting his hands injured by the recoil was only natural.
Prince Nolan saw the guard’s bloody hands, but didn’t punish him for tossing Serena Feng’s rifle—nor did he reward him for shooting the Ghost King.
Even after boarding the ship, Prince Nolan kept thinking about the destructive power of Serena Feng’s 'hidden weapon.'
This hidden weapon really was extraordinary—if every Eastlyn soldier had one, would there even be a need to fight Northlyn?