Lilly…

No, please… I beg you, don’t!

Josh stuck out his tongue, his eyes rolling back for a moment.

Damn it…

In a fit of anger, he reached out and pulled out a ritual blade.

He wildly stabbed at bootlicker, hitting him right in the waist.

Bootlicker furious, “I’ll strangle your throat!”

Josh replied, “I’ll gut your waist!”

They wrestled together, a chaotic tangle of limbs, chasing and escaping, waist for the waist.

Josh had made the ritual blade himself. Originally, he had intended to make a ritual sword, but it was too long to fit in his backpack.

So he improvised, making it shorter, and it became a ritual blade.

With a direct stab, he managed to seize the bootlicker’s waist.

He was stunned: “Do ghosts even have waists?”

Aren’t ghosts just a mass of bad aura? A floating specter? How could they have waists?

Bootlicker: “My waist… Give me back my waist!”

Josh: “Release my throat… Let go!”

Lilly remained silent.

Even she was shocked.

would have thought that Josh would conquer his opponent by seizing their waist for the first time

understanding why Pablo always had a twitching corner of

quietly peeked out to watch the

shocked, “This… It’s seizing a

“Harem, you’re talking nonsense! A man’s lifeblood

spirit curious, “Hmm?

spirit gave them each a punch,

can’t believe you two

colors? I don’t understand. What are you

Unlucky ghost fell silent.

bootlicker fought fiercely, kicking up clouds of dust. Amidst the haze, only glimpses of Josh’s occasional face and bootlicker’s protruding waist could

submit!” Josh grinned, gripping the

furious, “…Damn

to

in the opponent’s

man be without

more infuriating was that the

let’s not mention the protective bracelet he had on his hand. It had just flickered briefly and then mysteriously went dim. Bootlicker had no idea that Lilly had suppressed the

this kid had way too many quirks. Talismans were stuffed in his clothes

his stylish hair, standing tall and

I submit! Can I call you ‘bro’?” Bootlicker looked frustrated, but couldn’t help adding, “Give me back my waist

return the waist to

Ruler Palace, but he did

two layers, and the middle layer was filled with soul-binding

the waist into the bag, and the bootlicker could forget about getting

Bootlicker fell silent.

kid… was

glared and sat down on the ground: “I’m not fighting anymore! I

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