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Blaine keeps on massaging his sore back cause by falling down earlier “The chief wanted me to check upon you. He said that you’ll probably stayed awake last night reviewing the documents” “Oh. But I didn’t got anything. I still didn’t find any clue regarding the Phantom Night” Phantom of the Night. Sihan City's most infamous murderer. He started murdering people six months ago, which is also when I started working as a detective in this city. There have already been ten murders since he began his killing spree. We never learn anything about his crimes because he don't have a killing pattern. His first target is a man in his twenties, the second is an elderly woman, the third is a high school

Vera said with a frown. There was no way there was another Phantom without the knowledge of the Emperor. If not, then all Watchers would have been mobilized, even the retired ones. “That’s the name?” Abigail rubbed her palm from the heat that had begun to cover them. “I saw it in the royal woods, and it called on me.” She then recalled how the Phantom looked like and how eerie it talked to her. “I don’t believe you. The Phantom of the Seven Nights never calls on anyone. It is a deadly spirit, and even if it accidentally calls, death is the only thing that follows.” Vera said resolutely.

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I gathered my remaining skeletons, and we made our way through the trees with less care than our initial approach, following the dual lines of steaming stomach acid, until we found the creature collapsed in a clearing. I could see us reflected in the many surfaces of the creature’s eyes as it watched its death approach. It wailed, an almost sentient sound of despair, as Phantom lifted his sword and carved off its head. He shuddered as he bagged it – proof that we had felled the monster. “That sound,” he said, swallowing hard as we made our way back towards the village. “I will hear that sound in my nightmares.”

The wolves had seen many horrors, endured many battles, but none had prepared them for what was coming. The Order, desperate in their attempt to break Veyra's forces, had turned to dark rituals—rituals so twisted they threatened to tear the fabric of reality itself. In the dead of night, under a blood-red moon, they had summoned phantoms from beyond the veil. These were not mere illusions. They were the spirits of fallen warriors, twisted versions of the dead, forced back into the world of the living by the Order's malevolent power.

“Unlike us, they were weak at night but stronger during the day. And they had the ability to summon the undead.” He paused, letting the weight of his words settle. “The undead?” I repeated. Damian nodded. “Since they couldn’t go after the big wolves at night, they summoned the undead to do their bidding. To steal children, to spread fear, to weaken the packs from the inside.” He paused again, his gaze drifting toward the window. “That’s what the bedtime story was. Go to sleep early, or the mage’s undead will snatch you from your bed.” I stayed quiet, still processing, and he added, “But it’s just a story.”

He murmured, "How was it possible... How was it possible? How could I die already? Then, she..." "She was nothing but a fox demon and had long gone to the Six Paths of Samsara!" Evernight harshly rebuked. "No!" The Phantom King's whole body shook all over. Meanwhile, Xiao Chen and the others could move again. When the Phantom King was absent-minded, Xiao Chen rushed up to him as quickly as a flash of lightning, piercing his abdomen with his halberd. "Argh...!" The Phantom King gave a sharp scream as if he had been badly hit. Right after that, he gave Xiao Chen a ferocious slap. Evernight shouted hastily, "Boy, watch out!"

“They never let you go.” Before we could react, a black mist swirled behind him, and from it emerged a shape—tall and draped in shifting darkness. Its face was obscured, but glowing eyes peered through the veil of shadow. A Phantom. The man turned to run, but the Phantom was faster. It lashed out, and the moment its shadowy tendrils touched him, he let out an agonized scream. His body convulsed, his face twisted in horror as he disintegrated into dust before our eyes.

"That Dana! I saw her! She's a werewolf. I know those red eyes. I saw them before!" "If that's true, they're from Phantom, my dear," he uttered, his voice filled with rage. "They covered their presence among humans. They used the authority that's been hunting them for the disappearance of the people in this town. They used their desperation, then framing me up into something I didn't do. All that so that they could take me in surprise——a clever tactic." I was about to speak when we heard footsteps coming our way. After a short moment, the sound of door creaking placed fear into my whole being. But once a familiar face leaned into the light underneath the darkness, a powerful wrath skulked in

the Goddess added while facing Drex and his army, different creatures began to fall from a portal above them, they all meet their weak points, they saw things they were scared of, but they summons courage, to Drex's surprise, a copy of me(dark Luther) appeared before him "We meet again Drex, I've long waited for this day" The dark me said to Drex laughing hilariously "How is this possible? How are you my greatest fear? I am Drex, Overloaded of Transylvania, I fear no...(I cut him shut with a heavenly punch), I quickly vamp sped towards him before he reached the ground with an uppercut which took him up, before he could know what was happening, I quickly pierced my fangs deep into his neck dr