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The guards, wardens, and officers, all ran across the prison in search of the escaped prisoner. But all of a sudden. A breeze blows out of nowhere… and a flute sounded.

Everyone shuddered inexplicably. There was an extremely bad premonition in everyone's heart.

Who would be stupid enough to play the flute at this time? And at this moment... the sound of the flute enveloped the entire prison...

Mei Terumi, the old warden, and dozens of elites in the prison had their expressions changed drastically! Everyone looked around in horror. The darkness seemed to be enveloping the entire castle..!

They have never heard such a weird tune… Somehow, for some reason, the flute sound seems to have an abyss-like magic power…

To everyone listening to this tune, the entire world was rendered in blood… even the hazy moon that can be seen from the small window in this majestic castle through the mist was red and become a blood moon!

Everyone felt horrified as they gradually began to lose control of their bodies. It was as if the melody was a knife that is cutting their wrists and piercing their hearts...

The blood flows out of their mouth, nose, and ears, without any intention to stop.

It was as if their life is slowly passing by in this flute sound... The most terrifying thing is that this feeling is actually right! And the originator of this sound was nowhere to be seen or found.

Many began to fall one after another.

"Help"

"Please let me out of here"

Dozens of prisoners yelped for help as they were not immune to the sound either.

The guards began to freak. They are all well-trained and talented shinobis! They can face the enemy calmly, even if they die in battle!

But... now they don't even see the shadow of the enemy...

This feeling of slowly falling into the abyss by an invisible Ghost is far more terrifying than death itself!

"Enough games. Show yourself already", The old warden roared to nothing but thin air.

But to his surprise, the sound of the flute abruptly stopped.

There was a sound of footsteps... The warden alongside his subordinates turns back to look at him coming towards them.

"This... is him..?!", Everyone looked at the girly looking man calmly walking towards them while twirling the deadly flute in his fingers...

"Ghost", The old warden uttered under his breath as he takes a deep breath to calm himself down, "Go back to your cell. I am warning you. Even if you manage to kill all of us, you still won't be able to get out of here. It's impossible to escape from this place", The old warden's voice trembled a little.

It was not fear that made his voice tremble but shock. Ghost's body was badly mutilated by his men after days and nights of torture, it stands to reason that even if he somehow manage to free himself, he would have nothing to do afterward.

Yet, somehow, for some reason or another, he was standing perfectly fine in front of the old warden without any sign of injury whatsoever.

Ghost looked at the warden with no sadness or joy in his eyes, only the killing intent that accumulated after killing so much for so many years.

The old warden knew that this guy would kill them for sure, the only chance they got is by attacking him. If they can just stall him for a bit, the reinforcement would come soon enough, "Kill him", The warden ordered through gritted teeth.

With him, there were more than fifty powerful guards in this prison. In addition, he himself is capable of handling himself, and as someone who never fought Ghost or went out of this prison since birth, he does not know the terror of Ghost.

The order falls... But all that came out in response was silence. Feeling something wrong, the old warden turned and looked at his subordinates staring at him like bloodthirsty animals.

"W-What are you doing?"

The old warden screamed and takes a few steps back in fear...

In front of him, every elite of this squad was glaring at him with killing intent leaking off their body.

They were all expressionless… their eyes were blood-red… they looked at him dully, like marionettes.

"You…you guys??"

The warden's throat rolled... A chill poured into his limbs. If he didn't deduce it wrong. These so-called elite Shinobis under him are put in Genjutsu.

Knowing there is no way out he chose to retaliate by making the hand signs in a blur, turning around towards Ghost to use Water Style: Waterball Jutsu against the user of Genjutsu. There is no use attacking those in Genjutsu, only if the user is hurt would he be able to free them...

He spits out the water from his mouth under the incredible pressure of Ghost's killing intent. The water ball attacked the area, wetting the place.

But to the old warden's surprise, he attacked nothing in particular. Ghost was long gone for an unknown period of time, leaving behind a bunch of minions to do his job...

The old warden jerked and throw blood, he was stabbed in the back. He turns his head back to see his subordinates stabbing him one after another.

He felt that something was broken in his own body! His pupils slowly lose focus. And his body fell to the ground.

...

364 officers including some wardens were killed, no matter what they did, they could not even see his shadow, let alone stop his deadly advancement.

Ghost continues to play the flute, as he roams the hallway quite leisurely. Despite that, no one was able to see him, he was invisible, a being that traveled this world without being seen by the naked eye. Only his flute's sound remained in this prison.

Each time, he left different hallways. Bodies after body fell to the ground, blood splattered onto the floor.

His motionless eyes watched their blood draining the floor. As he reached the control room he put down the flute from his lips.

Ghost's sharp gaze swept over the control panels.

"Security cameras", He muttered and shoved one of the bodies aside to see the cubical array of screens.

This is what he was searching for. The recordings might be able to give them some unintended clues regarding his identity even after he massacred the entire prison tonight.

Checking the video monitors, he saw two security detachments split in the hallway that led to the control room.



Observing the ghostly images that wavered in the gray static on the screens, Ghost's eyes suddenly shook. Mei Terumi, followed by a small squadron of guards, was already moving swiftly up the stairwell to reach the floor where the control room was located.

She seemed to have the same idea as him. And using the chance he was not playing that deadly song, she decided to act immediately.

"Mei", he muttered. He took a deep breath and vanished out of the control room. It's time to put an end to this love story.