665 I'm a Demigod

Densely packed translucent ghosts surrounded them.

Not to mention Stephanie, even Roland felt a little uneasy.

Because only a small number of these ghosts were fully in human form, while the rest were in the state when they had died.

Some had loose tongues, broken arms and legs, wobbling intestines, and so on.

All sorts of grotesque shapes and forms.

Roland took a glance and twisted his head to say, "Stephanie, I'd want to ask a question. Didn't any of you use Dust of Appearance to check it out during your previous worships?"

She shook her head repeatedly, clutching Roland's arm even harder.

Roland carefully examined for a while longer and said, "These ghosts, it seems, are all members of the royal family."

Hmm?

Although Stephanie was afraid, she had not been the First Princess for so many years for nothing, presiding over many great events and having a large number of imperial guards under her command.