Chapter 142: Hidden (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Looking at the damaged extraordinary item that had helped him multiple times, Oliver forcibly suppressed his sadness, reached into his arms, and prepared to use a talisman that increased speed to escape.

He was well aware that, in the absence of the leader, even with the entire Bone Worship Society on his side, he might not be a match for an evil spirit!

'How did that evil spirit... get out?' Oliver thought, remembering the leader's previous confident statement, filled with doubts.

The next moment, his hand stiffened in mid-air.

He found that he couldn't control his own body!

This was the ability that ghostly spirit bodies were best at - Possession!

And the level of evil spirit possession was too high for Oliver to resist.

"Are you 'Owl' Oliver?"

Then, Oliver heard a voice in his own mind.

"Impossible... How could an evil spirit sealed for hundreds of years still retain its sanity? This is not mysticism!" Oliver roared in his own mind.