Quincy Zoppins, on the other hand, started speaking angrily. “Hmph! I said it. You, woman, are dragging everyone down. Everything you do will just slow us. Great, now that Darven is dead, who will deal with poisonous insects and beings when we bump into them next time? You should’ve died instead!”

Zayne York pulled Quincy away forcefully to stop him from speaking.

Quincy turned around and saw two other ghastly beings charging in their direction.

This time, they were even more ferocious than the ghost generals earlier.

They stood up to five meters tall.

Likewise, they were covered with water from the blood river, and resentful spirits surrounded them.

They were practically the minimized versions of the ghost emperor.

Quincy immediately started shouting. “Ahhh! They’re coming again! Quick, run!”

Dorothy Assex’s face sank. “Two ghost kings...” she whimpered.

“You guys go in first,” Alex Rockefeller said while he stood behind the group.

“Senior!”

“Kiddo, I can help!”

“You can’t