Charles Cullen

"Careful, don't underestimate him just because he's a Fierce Ghost," Luo Li warned, her expression hardening.

Feng Fan's eyes widened in disbelief. 'That thing is only as strong as a D-rank Hunter? Impossible!'

Even though the figure was only a Fierce Ghost, the pressure radiating from him felt stronger than Ma Chen's. Any ghost capable of creating ghost slaves wasn't called a walking calamity for nothing. 

Normally, at least four different Hunter teams would be dispatched to deal with just one of those.

Luckily, they caught this one before it could expand its domain—otherwise, the casualties would have reached the thousands.

Luo Li made the first move. Now that their last enemy stood before her, she could finally go all out. A surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted from her body as she thrust her hands forward.