929 Ghosts?
Ling Pong's breathing grew heavier with every attack made by Boss dog.
His eyes looked blood red as he clenched his fist unwillingly.
Why?
How could they lose to dogs?
Shame engulfed his heart as he truly wished that the floor you just open up and swallow him whole.
After today, his reputation that he painstakingly built for over 17 years would go down the drain in a flash.
Even his guild master might not send him on missions anymore.
He would stay as a reserve that just swept, cleaned, organized assignments and helped out in torturing prisoners in the guild here and there.
He would join those losers who he mocked time and time for the last years.
His body trembled when he thought of his impending future.
No!
Right now, he had to flee.
And those that manage to escape with him will have to swear never to mention this matter again.
No one was to know of this.
No one!!!!
His eyes flashed coldly as he took a deep breath in an attempt to gate his strength and relax his mind.
He was done fighting this beast.
Even though he didn't like to admit it, the beast was too strong.
Just one solid kick from it made his body crack the walls. Talk less of all the other kicks he received.
He felt like the dog had rearranged parts of his ribs because his entire chest felt like hell.
And one shouldn't forget those got slaps to his face that knocked a few of his teeth out
Honestly, he was even shocked to be alive at this moment.
Why did he feel like the dog was holding its strength back and just toying with him?
Dammit!
When did he drip to this level that a mete dog could look down on him?
Yes, he was angry.
But he knew that now wasn't the time to act against the beast.
His primary focus should be on escaping.
And after this, he would return here with thousands of assassins from several guild branches for revenge.
More importantly, they had to kidnap these godly dogs and train them to work for the guild.
With these dogs, the guild's strength bought even triple.
He was sure that once he told the guild master about these dogs, the build master would do whatever he could to have them.
Moreover, could these weak Baymardians deserve such godly dogs?
Another thing on his agenda was for the guild master to overcharge Ex-queen Eliza.
He wanted her to pay 5...No! 10 times more than what was agreed on if she wanted her son saved.
For today's humiliation, Ling Pong would undoubtedly have his revenge.
Someone had to pay!
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After gathering his strength and secretly forcing his body to shake off the pain and numbness, Ling Pong waited for the opportune moment before rolling away and made a run for it.
During the fight, he also noticed that the metal bars that previously blocked the exit/entryway that they used to enter had now disappeared.
So if he didn't take this time to escape, who knows when the metal bars got raised again?
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!!"
Those who weren't pinned down yet quickly followed the leader's orders to escape.
~Whoof Whoof Whoof Whoof.
The dogs barked and tailed them behind.
Ling Pong and the few who managed to wiggle away from the dogs ran as fast as they could throughout.
Now, they were back on the open space that had circular lights moving around, and they honestly didn't give a damn if the lights spotted them or not.
They ran as fast as they could with the dogs on their tales and quickly took out their tweezers.
It was time to climb up again.
The dogs barked and stood at a safe distance while watching them climb up.
Ling Pong and the rest smiled victoriously, as they could almost taste freedom.
"Hahahahahaha.
For a second, I almost thought that they could actually climb up as well."
"Me too! I don't know when, but I stopped treating them like dogs a while back."
"You stupid beasts! If you're so good, then why don't you come up here and get us?"
"Weren't you all proud earlier on? Mark our words, you all will pay for humiliating us!"
"Heh. A dog is a dog. This is the best of their abilities!"
But as a wise man once said, one should never celebrate too early until a game was over.
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Suddenly, something strange seemed to possess the fence.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Their bodies trembled with excruciating pain that utterly shook their brains.
F***!
What the hell was this?
Was a ghost trying to invade their bodies?
Their muscles tensed, and for some reason, they couldn't control their bodies at all.
It was the most frightening thing that they had ever experienced in their life.
Because to them, it felt like a ghost was trying to take over, as their brains slowly lost control of their bodies.
Their heart rates speeded up, and their bodies began switching nonstop.
Some of their hears even began standing up.
And soon, their hands left the tweezers, and they all dropped to the ground below like flies.
What just happened?
They stared at the fence that seemed to be possessed by ghosts in fear.
Some were even rendered unconscious by it all.
In fact, they didn't even link this up to be the same as the taser guns they heard about.
In their minds, this was the work of powerful spirits!
How else could the phenomenon be explained?
Earlier on, when they climbed the fence, this didn't happen.
And now, when they were trying to leave, the ghosts within the fence refused for them to go.
Maybe this was why the Baymardians allowed the dogs to look after the place at night rather than them.
Arcadina itself believed in their dead ancestors protecting and killing any enemies who tried to attack their people.
So what if the ashes of the Baymardian ancestors were buried here? And they, as the enemy, were targeted by the spirits?
Yes! It all made sense now!
Dammit!
They had entered a ghost prison!
This wasn't something that they could handle alone.
They should've bought a Ganman (Arcadinian ancestral Priest) to trap the spirits in a jar.
As Ling Pong slowly lost consciousness, he secretly pinned all his blame on Ex-Queen Eliza.
It was all that b**ches fault.
Everything was her fault!
Ling Pong had no tears but wanted to cry.
How could this happen to him?
His future was so bright.
