novelraw Chapter 193: What are you doing, Sam? Have you lost your mind?
Chapter 193: What are you doing, Sam? Have you lost your mind?
The man who appeared was indeed Alexander.
What shocked John Harington, however, was what trailed behind Alexander.
A dark line surged like a tide, rapidly expanding.Soon after, an incredibly vast legion appeared before him.
This legion was magnificent, boasting a strength of five million soldiers, rivaling the forces of the Evil Ghost Association in number.
"You..." John Harington was taken aback, a perplexed look on his face. "Where did you get all these forces from? Wait... aren’t these my Evil Ghost Association’s troops?"
"Seems like it!" Alexander feigned realization, shrugging nonchalantly. "But, sadly for you, they’re mine now."
"You..." John Harington stared angrily at Peter and the seemingly endless army behind him, nearly spitting blood in shock.
"Yes, us!" Peter knew this was the perfect moment to pledge loyalty.
Thinking of Alexander’s esteemed status, Peter felt the need to act, and shouted, "We were never members of the Evil Ghost Association. We all serve under Tommy DeVito! Right, everyone?"
"Yes! That’s right!" The troops immediately responded without hesitation.
Besides them, members who originally belonged to the Fierce Ghost Association also joined in the loud affirmation.On the battlefield, millions chanted in unison, creating a magnificent atmosphere.
Members from the Evil Ghost Association, now amongst the ranks, were quickly swept up in the fervor.
Soon, a louder, more resounding chant echoed from Alexander’s forces: "We all serve under Tommy DeVito! Tommy DeVito is invincible!"
Millions, all roaring in high spirits.Seeing this, Tony realized it was an invaluable opportunity.
He too began chanting, waving his arm and bellowing, "Tommy DeVito is invincible!"
Members of the Fierce Ghost Association, upon seeing Tony join in, instantly knew what to do.For Tommy DeVito’s honor, the voices had to be loud enough.
Nothing else mattered; they just joined in the chant."Tommy DeVito is invincible!"
Millions chanted in unison, the force of their voices causing the very earth to tremble.More astonishingly, the chant wasn’t confined to the Fierce Ghost Association’s ranks.
Stories of gangs were widely known in the infernal realms. Despite being adversaries, Alexander had his share of fans within the Evil Ghost Association.
A few passionate young ghosts couldn’t resist and joined in, shouting, "Tommy DeVito is invincible!"
After yelling out, the young ghost of the Evil Ghost Association saw many fierce glares directed at him, realizing: Damn, I’m with the Evil Ghost Association!
The young ghost quickly retracted, hastily explaining, "I just got carried away! My loyalty still lies with the Evil Ghost Association!"
He wasn’t the only one who had shouted.
The already dazed John Harington was even more astounded to hear the chants coming from his own ranks.
Although the chant was not very loud, there were at least tens of thousands of evil ghosts shouting, "Tommy DeVito is invincible."
It’s utterly insulting that even members of his own crew are fans of Tommy DeVito!
John Harington felt a pang in his chest and coughed up a stream of red ghost blood.
"The boss is spitting blood! He’s not going to make it! Everyone, join in the chant, or we’ll surely be killed by the Fierce Ghost Association!"
Seeing this, members of the Evil Ghost Association gasped in shock.
Now, even more people started chanting, spreading like a rapid plague.
The vice-president, Beta, shot a fierce look behind him, trying to locate the member who had started the commotion.
But they were all at the level of ghost generals. How could he possibly identify any?
Why ghost generals?
Of course, if it wasn’t for Sam’s men following orders, who else would dare disrupt the army’s morale with shouts like "The boss is dying"?
"Sam! Bring out the cannon and blast them!" John Harington, trembling with rage, shouted urgently.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked with a subtle smirk on his face.
"Yes! Fire! Blast them to heaven!" John Harington screamed hysterically.
Sam nodded. Immediately, a massive black tarp was lifted, revealing a terrifying cannon barrel.
The cannon was five meters tall with a barrel length of over three meters. The body of the cannon looked like peeled flesh, with visible grotesque veins. At the top of the cannon was a lifeless, ethereal face.
With Terence and Sam’s operation, the cannon quickly rotated, aiming behind.
"That’s it! Fire and destroy him!"John Harington, with bloodshot eyes, glared venomously at Alexander.
BOOM!
With a thunderous explosion, a black light shot from the cannon. In an instant, there was a tremendous impact. The cannonball created a massive pit several meters deep and nearly a hundred meters in diameter.
The ghostly cannon was indeed horrifying!
Thousands of members of the Evil Ghost Association were obliterated on the spot, with the surrounding members maimed and wailing in pain.
Yes, the ones who got hit were members of the Evil Ghost Association.
Moreover, Sam and Terence’s target was the association’s vice-president, Beta.
Poor Beta. He was trying to locate traitors and boost the morale of his members. He didn’t even have a chance to dodge the attack.
It wasn’t an ordinary physical attack. A direct hit from the Ghost Prince-level cannon could be lethal even for a ghost Prince, let alone a mere ghost general. Beta was annihilated without a trace.
"What are you doing, Sam? Have you lost your mind?" John Harington roared in fury.
"Didn’t you tell me to fire?" Sam feigned confusion. "Oops, my bad. My eyesight isn’t what it used to be. I targeted the wrong people. Let’s do it again!"
With that, the cannon began to turn again.
BOOM!
Another shot was fired, targeting the ghost general guards beside John Harington.
The few ghost generals were somewhat prepared. However, the speed of the Ghost Prince-level cannon was too swift, giving them no chance to dodge. With a deafening explosion, all of John Harington’s ghost generals were obliterated.
"You... you..." John Harington was too enraged to speak.
"My apologies. Really, I’m very sorry. My deteriorating vision made me miss. Let’s try again!"
With calm composure, Sam aimed the cannon directly at John Harington.
BOOM!
Another shot was fired, heading straight for John Harington.
As if driven mad by anger, John Harington stood still.
The speed of the cannonball was astonishing, reaching John Harington in the blink of an eye.
But suddenly, a pitch-black barrier emerged.
With a massive impact, the cannonball smashed into the barrier. The huge force caused cracks to appear on the black shield, but John Harington, within, remained unscathed.
In front of him materialized a three-meter-tall figure with dark skin and a single black horn on his head.
The black barrier had emerged from his horn.
"Tony, Tommy DeVito, Sam! Did you really think I’d be that foolish?" Behind the Horned evil ghost, the angry expression on John Harington’s face faded, replaced by a sly smile.