Chapter 1 The Ghost Who Are Going to Marry Me

Bang! Bang! Bang.

"Parker, open the door!"

In the setting sun, Heman anxiously patted on the door of his good friend Parker.

Finally, Parker opened the door, rubbing his sleep-clogged eyes.

"Heman, I just woke up from a coma last night. You..."

Parker didn't finish his words.

Heman slammed the door and locked it.

He rushed into Parker's bedroom, closed the curtain tightly, got into bed and covered himself with the quilt.

Parker got close and saw that Heman seemed not to sleep for a few days. He had black and red eyes, and his face was covered with stubble.

Heman grabbed Parker's hand and warned him in a low voice, "Hush! Don't make any noise. She's here."

"Who do you talk about?" Parker was confused.

"I messed with the damned ghost bride in the cemetery. She and her sister insisted on marrying me."

"Ha-ha, Heman, are you kidding? It's not Holloween. Are you having a naked dream? With two female ghosts, I'm afraid you don't have such a strong body. Aren't you afraid to have a deficiency of the kidney?" Parker said with a lewd smile.

Heman said anxiously, "I'm serious. Parker, I remember that your great grandfather is a priest. There should be some holy water left to remove the evil."

All of a sudden, the lights in the room flashed, making a piercing sound, and all kinds of instruments collided violently.

The curtain waved without the wind, and the setting sun disappeared, leaving the whole world in darkness.

Heman and Parker just saw that more and more bloody fingerprints appeared on the window glass.

Parker's mocking smile froze on his face. He finally panicked.

"Damn it!" Parker hurried to get the holy water left by his great grandfather.

Parker felt some water drop on his neck. After he wiped it off, he saw the blood on his hand. Parker looked up in horror and saw the bloody words in the mirror in front of him. "Heman, let's get married. We must be together no matter whether we are alive or dead."

Suddenly, a ghost, with a good-looking face on one side and a rotten skeleton with maggots on the other side, appeared in front of Parker.

She even smiled at Parker coquettishly, which made Heman's throat roll and almost spit out. He had seen this ghost smile many times, but he still couldn't stand it.

Parker rolled his eyes and passed out.

Heman saw a corner of the holy water bottle at the place where Parker fainted.

"Now I have to rely on myself."

Heman held the cross he picked by the bedside and prepared to rush over to grab the holy water to spray on her.

But Heman couldn't be as faster as a ghost. He was wrapped in the cold wind, and the ghost grinned hideously.

At the moment of despair, a warm and holy white light spread from the cross in Heman's palm to the whole room.

The ghost seemed to be burnt and ran away with a scream.

"The host was detected to be dead. Automatically bound and activate the death system to bring the host back to life."

"The death system is being activated..."

"Clank, the death system is activated."

A cold and mechanical voice suddenly appeared, but Heman smiled.

After reading so many novels, he didn't expect to have a system.

He entered this world where ghosts were rampant and the ghost energy recovered. Every time he met this ghost with bloody fingerprints, he would be killed. He had died nine times before, and this was the tenth.

He was just reborn those times, and nothing special happened. But this time he touched the cross and activated a system.

"Death System, tell me what your functions are."

"After obtaining points, the host can integrate the ability and status of the characters from hell. For example, if the host merges the ability and status of Death after getting enough points, then in the real world, he can also obtain the ability and status of Death."

"Okay, I see." After the explanation of the system, Heman found that it was a growing system.

But the ghosts in this world were very ferocious. How could he get points if he couldn't protect himself?

The system seemed to know Heman's worries. Suddenly, the voice of the system sounded again.

"The host's self-protection ability was too weak. To increase your survival ability, there's a gift for newbies like you. Please remember to check it!"

Heman was eager to get this gift, "Give it to me now. I'll take it right away."

Heman knew that the ghost with bloody fingerprints just now was just an appetizer. They were a pair of ferocious sisters! Now that the younger one was injured, she turned to her bigger sister. They might be on the way to have their revenge.

Time was pressing. Heman had to improve his strength quickly. This time, he didn't want to experience death.

"Clank, your gift has been given out."

"Congratulations on obtaining the death system!"

"Congratulations on obtaining an imperious sickle!"

"Congratulations on obtaining the nether soul lamp!"

"Congratulations, host. You have gained twenty percent of the hell power of Death to protect yourself."

At the same time, a light curtain appeared in Heman's mind.

[Personal panel]

[Name: Heman]

[Age: 20]

[The fusion degree of characters: 13%]

[Hell weapon: The imperious sickle and the soul lamp]

[Hell position: Death]

[Points: 0]

As a person who had known the rumors about Death since childhood, it was not difficult to understand these things.

The sickle was the symbol of death, harvesting the soul.

The soul lamp should be used for the extradition of souls.

But what was the use of the hell power?

Heman clicked to check the detailed information. The explanation of the sickle and soul lamp was similar to his guess.

The hell power seemed to have a suppressive effect on ghosts.

Seeing this, Heman realized that he had thirteen percent of Death's power and the hell power to restrain ghosts. Now he was not afraid of the two ghost brides at all.

Come on, Heman was looking forward to killing them one by one!

A gust of stinky wind blew, and the laughter of the ghosts' sweet smiles could be heard from afar.

"Just laugh. You won't be able to laugh soon," Heman thought.

Heman saw two beautiful women with long hair to the waist. One of the two turned around and showed a rotten face. It was the one that had just escaped.

Her charming eyes were full of malice.

The other one wore a long white dress, revealing a large area of crystal skin that was undulating violently with breath.

"Honey, you can do happy things with us after you married us."

The ghost in white licked her red lips and her tongue was adorable. She thought that as long as she ate the flesh and blood of the man in front of her, she and her sister could maintain their beauty for a period of time.

As long as Heman was distracted by the ghost in white, he would be killed.

Heman summoned in his mind and the hell power got together in his eyes.

In his eyes, the beauty in front of him had become a mummy full of wrinkles. Countless maggots were rolling in the rotten meat, and it was even surrounded by a bunch of flies.

After seeing this, Heman felt sick and retched.

The two ghosts didn't know that Heman had already seen through them. One from the left and one from the right, the two ugly ghosts came up to Heman and asked with concern, "Honey, are you not feeling well?"