At the back of the carriage, the ghostly liquid aimed to envelop the eerie claws, but its intention was thwarted as the target suddenly vanished, forcing it to seek out a new target. After all, the cold-faced woman it had controlled earlier had seized the chance to flee.
Moreover, the short-haired, slender woman who was originally the second closest to it had long since disappeared without a trace. Thus, it quickly locked onto Wang Zhifan, who was currently the nearest, transforming into a puddle of liquid that silently and stealthily flowed across the floor toward him.
"If you're coming for me, I don't mind seeing you off."
Wang Zhifan knew that the greatest advantage of this type of ghost was stealth, especially in the dark carriage where ordinary players found it extremely difficult to track its movements. Combined with its strong control at close range, it was indeed very troublesome to deal with.
