As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave.

Chapter 209: The city lord Mansion’s trials

In the direct path of the vehicle was a black lightning bolt emblem, the symbol of the City Lord’s Mansion.

The flashy sports car, with the force of the wind behind it, executed a drift and came to a steady stop in front of Alexander. The car doors, reminiscent of wings, spread out to both sides.

Two exquisitely dressed female ghosts alighted from the vehicle, waving their hands as a flurry of paper money fell around them like snowflakes.

On either side, once they had dispersed their paper currency, the two ghosts stood by the car doors, bowing slightly and motioning with a gesture of invitation.

Following them, a small elderly man stepped out of the sports car holding a megaphone to his mouth and announced with extended emphasis: "Introducing... King Edward the Ghost!"

Edward, donned in sunglasses and a tailcoat, descended leisurely from the car. A twitch appeared at the corner of Alexander’s mouth, and he was overtaken by an urge to throw a punch.

This guy had become a Ghost King, and had officially joined the City Lord’s Mansion. Given the noise and use of a loudspeaker, Edward probably wasn’t just putting on airs.

"Mr. Alexander... I am here on the orders of the City Lord’s Mansion to invite you over," Edward, raising his voice for emphasis, approached Alexander.

Mentioning the City Lord’s Mansion, Edward deliberately raised his volume, scanning around as if searching for someone, his head nearly tilted to the sky, barely concealing his smugness.

Seeing this, Alexander immediately understood.

Edward must have done this on purpose. If Alexander recalled correctly, Edward had been to Undead Street before.

He seemed to have hired a Ghost King to buy a ghost motorcycle from a motorcycle instance. As a result, he was beaten up shortly after entering Undead Street and thrown out.

Now, flashing the City Lord’s Mansion badge, he was likely here to show off.

Alexander and Edward could be considered old acquaintances. But now, Alexander deliberately took a step back, feigning as if he wasn’t that close to Edward.

Are you kidding? Edward was brave to think that with the name of the City Lord’s Mansion behind him, no one would dare to beat him up.

Alexander was certain that if Edward ever came alone next time, he would undoubtedly face a more brutal group beating.

Though Alexander’s robberies in Undead Street were brazen, he was a Chosen One with horror instances to hide his identity.

The instances he entered were not of high rank. So even if he offended some ghost lords, he could handle it.

But Edward was provoking the ghost kings of the entire Undead Street!

Such ostentation would get him beaten up if he was in the street of happiness and happened to meet the short-tempered Flame Ghost King.

"Why are you standing so far? Hurry up and get in!" Edward, oblivious to Alexander’s thoughts, saw him step back, grabbed Alexander’s arm, and pulled him into the car.

"You’ll get me killed one day," Alexander sighed in resignation once inside the vehicle.

Edward chuckled, aware that his recent actions were a bit ostentatious. But then he looked at Alexander sympathetically and said, "Getting killed by me isn’t hard, as long as you survive today."

"What do you mean?" Alexander’s eyes narrowed.

The invitation from the City Lord’s Mansion could be dangerous, wasn’t that Louis’ territory?

"Last night, Blood Moon Town was attacked by Hell’s Warriors, and Louis has gone to deal with it.

This morning, the City Lord’s Mansion issued a decree, summoning the strongest Chosen Ones from every street to undergo the Mansion’s trials. Those who survive will be entrusted with important tasks," Edward explained.

Upon hearing this, Alexander couldn’t help but pause.

At first, when Edward said it was an invitation from the City Lord’s Mansion, Alexander thought it was because of the invitation card from the City Lord’s Mansion he had never used.

Now it seemed that not just him, the strongest from all major districts were all invited.

Dark Hell has twenty-six streets, meaning at least twenty-six chosen ones will be there.

However, technically speaking, Alexander should be from the Fierce Ghost Street.

For Fierce Ghost Street, if considering only strength, shouldn’t the strongest one be someone else and not him?

"Is this trial very dangerous?" Alexander asked.

Edward nodded solemnly, "Extremely dangerous, especially for you!"

"Because of my elder brother?" Alexander’s brow furrowed.

"There are three adopted sons and one adopted daughter of the Empress of Dark Hell. Louis is only the second among them. Above him, there’s an elder prince, and below are a younger brother and sister. All three are formidable characters!"

Edward didn’t hold back and continued, "It is said that the relationship within the City Lord’s Mansion isn’t harmonious. Originally, the eldest prince was to inherit the position of City Lord, but Louis is very powerful. Even if he doesn’t vie for it, the eldest prince probably has lost his chance now!

Your relationship with Louis isn’t a secret. This time, I fear both princes and the princess won’t spare you. And... it’s rumored that the Empress and Louis don’t get along well."

"So, my trip this time is highly dangerous?"

"In reality, you shouldn’t worry too much," Edward noticed Alexander’s solemn face and tried to reassure him,

"This trial is a test or challenge for those in the City Lord’s Mansion Because of your ties with Louis, you’ll inevitably be targeted by the other two princes and the princess. But since you haven’t reached the King rank, as long as you don’t stand out too much, they might not see you as a competitor."

Relieved, Alexander curiously asked, "Not reaching the King rank means I won’t be seen as a contender? Is there a difference between the ranks like King, Prince, and General? From what I understand, even a King, when faced with numerous Prince-ranked opponents, is at risk of being killed."

"I used to think the same," Edward nodded and then sighed deeply, "It wasn’t until I reached the King rank that I realized the gap. The biggest difference isn’t the rank, but the way one advances.

For a Prince rank to upgrade to a King, they need an internal ghost energy value exceeding one hundred million, a very slow accumulation process with nearly no shortcuts.

However, once you reach the King rank, you have a new choice! If you’re not afraid of death, you can quickly enhance your strength."

"How so?" Alexander asked, intrigued.

"It’s our unique King rank trial, the Mist instance! And the Abyssal Ghost Crystal!"

Mist instance? Abyssal Ghost Crystal? Weren’t these what Selena gave him in the notification?