The beggar continued, "The way I see it, those ghosts are basically people with superpowers. They are driven by their own desires to hurt the living, while some have trouble controlling their powers after suddenly awakening to it."

Her unexpected explanation actually enlightened Frank.

Ghosts and hauntings notwithstanding, they were just people who could do what normal people could not-but they were fundamentally no different!

Without hesitation, Frank rushed forward when a tall, well-rounded bald man appeared before he reached the graves.

"Does no one ever listen?" He laughed coldly.

Frank felt a powerful burst of energy from his words he was clearly trying to make them obey, but they were not listening!

"In that case, I'd just have to be tough on you!"

At those words, a bead appeared on Baldie's palm, and it shot up to the sky!

At the same time, an unusual energy converged and ultimately morphed into a monster.

a pile of rotting flesh crawling with maggots. There was one empty eye socket on its head, but with the eyeball still attached, dangling with its nerves still

its nonexistent neck, and its stomach had a huge

horror, except it was out in broad

the monster could not open its

the golden light. Then, swarming into one clump, they combined into a single giant house fly that streaked straight at

and along

as he looked on, Frank would be puking his guts out if he did

the monster's stomach burst open and

dark clouds suddenly appeared,

see the cat morphing into a powerful tiger, which lunged toward

certainly delighted to hear the earth quaking as the tiger moved thank goodness he followed the beggar when he did, or he would have missed out on a great

the

safe to say that

it, it was not facing twenty Ezel Larks, but

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