Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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Chapter 849 Is Ivan Dead?

Ivan’s dead?

Lilly’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the face before her. It was undoubtedly Ivan’s face, but it appeared distorted as if consumed by a desire to devour Aunt Ugly and the cowardly ghost.

Finally, everyone saw the true nature of the eerie fog in the abyss–it was comprised of countless fragments of deceased souls. These shattered souls were fused, creating the unsettling “fog.”

“No way! Ivan was so handsome. How could he die just like that?” exclaimed the harem ghost.

If Ivan was not dead, how could his face dissolve into this peculiar mist of departed souls?

“Ivan!” Lilly desperately clasped her hands together, attempting to rouse him from his state.

However, Ivan’s face remained unresponsive, fixated on dragging Aunt Ugly into the abyss.

In a state of desperation, Lilly had no choice but to gather all the ghosts in her jar of souls.

Now, only Polly and Lilly remained in the abyss.

“Don’t come any closer!” Polly shouted in terror.

Ivan opened his enormous, blood–stained mouth and lunged forward, narrowly missing Polly’s tail by a hair’s breadth.

“Ah… my butt!” Polly recoiled abruptly and sought refuge in Lilly’s hair.

“Ivan” showed no interest in devouring the fragmented souls; he seemed aimless, floating for a while before suddenly fixating on Lilly once more.

“Hey…” He circled Lilly, his gaze fixed upon her as if contemplating whether she could be consumed.

lay on the stump, which continued to sink, and

came from him despite her desperate

silhouette emerged from beneath the abyss. It was a scalp, bloodied strands

ghost within the jar of souls had been observing the situation and urgently spoke up, “Lilly, it’s

femur, Lilly gazed down into

Faint sounds of whimpering, crying, and Haughter echoed from beneath, filling the

rushing water emanating from the nearby cliff.

Lilly called out once more,

shout seemed to draw

found herself confronted by the

her, leaving her unsure of what course of

and extended her

“Puff!”

Ivan’s face disintegrated instantly.

Lilly was dumbfounded.

he believe her if she

interjected, “Lilly,

the scalp, balancing herself firmly on its

hesitated, contemplating whether she should descend a bit further and follow the

ghost’s voice broke through, “Ascend first, we still

Lilly watched as the leg sank into the mist,

consumed by the peculiar fog, rendering her unable to

coldness enveloped her limbs, and an even more disconcerting question

Is Ivan still alive?

the cowardly ghost

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