Holy Ruin

Chapter 9 - The Thrill

Although it was close to dawn, the sky was still dark, especially when a rare fog32 filled the air, covering the mountains and forests in a white haze, so that nothing could be seen.

    This was already a nerve-racking atmosphere, and that young man suddenly let out a loud shout, directly making people's taut nerves somewhat unbearable at this moment.

    "Ah ......"

    The few people who came together outside the carriage, two of them were so frightened that they fell back and almost sat on the ground, unable to help but follow the yell out with fear.

    "What the hell are you screaming for, do you want to scare people to death?!" Zhou Quan stared angrily, he was also frightened, the cold hairs on his neck exploded.

    "What did you see?" Chu Feng asked, he was walking with Zhou Quan, a small distance away from those people, the fog was so thick that no one could be seen from a few metres away.

    "Cluck ...... cluck ......" the man's teeth were chattering, so scared that his lips were trembling, pointing at the mid-air, his legs were out of control, wanting to fall back but freezing there.

    "There's a dark shadow, there, I see it!"

    "What is that?"

    The two men who had been stunned earlier also looked up at this moment, their voices trembling like the man's, and then their bodies staggered and quickly fell backward, shivering with fear.

    At this moment, the car could not be quiet, people heard the sound outside, some women immediately screamed out, a panic.

    This place was originally an ancient battlefield, and it was rumoured that many people had died back then, and now that it was shrouded in fog, and the communicator had inexplicably lost contact with the outside world, how could it not make people creeped out?

    Some people screamed out of fear.

    "Still haven't seen it yet, what are you screaming about, what's so scary!" Chu Feng shouted.

    He walked over with Zhou Quan, and in a blur, he saw a black shadow, hanging in mid-air, very hazy, obstructed by the mist, unable to see it clearly.

    "Ah!"

    The man from earlier screamed again, he was closest to the black shadow in mid-air, just below vertical, he was uncontrollable and sat on his arse on the ground, rolling around as if he had received the most horrific shock.

    "Blood, blood, I saw him!"

    His legs, which had been stiff earlier, were now so violently stimulated that he was finally able to move, rolling and crawling, fleeing from there.

    "Oh my God, there's blood on your face!"

    The two men not far from him saw him with blood on his face and followed in fear, this place was extremely weird, making their scalps tingle to the point of cracking.

    "It's not mine, it's there, it's dripping from him!" The overly frightened one had panic written all over his face, pointing at the mid-air.

    "It really smells like blood!" Zhou Quan whispered.

    Chu Feng rushed over in a few big steps and saw the black shadow in mid-air, like there was a person hanging there, black, with blood dripping down.

    "Knight ghost, there's a Knight ghost hanging in the air!"

    The severely frightened man shouted, incomparably terrified, he climbed to his feet, turned around and rushed towards the carriage, while the other two followed him and fled together.