The ghost king in the coffin let out an angry roar.

A large hand formed above the coffin and reached toward their boat.

The scene shocked many people.

Yukita Ganbe immediately made up his mind. “Jump off the ship!” he shouted.

Everyone in the Blood Cult didn’t dare to hesitate.

Fighting against a multitude of resentful spirits was still better than fighting against the ghost king up ahead!

Splat, splat, splat...

Unfortunately, the three were too slow to jump.

They were crushed on the shi