Chapter 586 The Lord Attacks

• One Hundred Ghosts Weeping typically happened during ancient conflicts when a great number of people died. Many of them were regular people with a variety of unmet needs and complaints. Because of this, it was quite challenging to fix the matter. After dying unnaturally, such ghosts might not be exorcised by force. Wynter had been reassured by Atwater that Hundred Ghosts Weeping was unlikely to occur at a period of peace since such phenomena were often prevented from emerging by the natural cycle of life and death. At one point, she had asked him what she should do if she ever found herself in a similar circumstance. Run as far as you can was Atwater's straightforward and useful counsel.
• Being unable to was not a source of shame. must battle one hundred ghosts. Wynter, though, was not going to run. She turned to face Gabby, who had gone almost crazy in midair. Utilizing the nation's frustrations to turn their own against them, Gabby had called forth their Cascadian spirits. Wynter's eyes narrowed. It was the first time she had considered suicide. Gabby wasn't telling the truth. Wooden dolls were regarded as minor deities and utilized in ceremonies in Foplya. Here, however, Gabby was mistreating Cascadia's spirits in order to benefit herself.
• Wynter gripped the iron rod tighter, prepared to strike. However, Dalton stepped in before she could do anything. He glanced up at Gabby after clearing his throat. A little, quite imperceptible smile appeared on his lips. "Are you able to judge me?" In the following moment, his clothes changed. The businessman's attire was gone. He was wearing a wide-sleeved, old, blood-red robe instead. Everyone found it difficult to breathe due to his overpowering presence. The crimson spider lilies swung as the ring of bells reverberated with each step he made. Gold-bronze He had hidden Fankrit inscriptions that snaked from his neck. The ground shuddered as the air grew heavy with blood mist. Nobody knew who the fool was who dared to agitate the lord.