Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 208 - 118: Underworld Ghosts Don’t Celebrate Western Holidays

Chapter 208: Chapter 118: Underworld Ghosts Don’t Celebrate Western Holidays

Countless Ghostly Creatures, both young and old, surrounded the monument, kneeling down.

Over a million ghosts knelt simultaneously, their bowing movements rising and falling like waves.

A few Western Hell tourists, with red and yellow hair, kept exclaiming “oh my god!” and were part of a group of Eastern-faced ghosts who were fervently bowing their heads with great devotion.

Among them, some “young ghosts” looked confused, clearly not understanding the situation before them.

They simply followed a group of Old Ghosts blindly, bowing repeatedly, chanting things like “God bless,” “seeking a match,” “seeking merit,” “seeking Netherworld Currency.”

The gathering of over a million ghosts and the collective dispersal of Soul Power created an unmissable spectacle.

It even triggered a small tide of Yin Qi.

Even some Ghost Kings enjoying themselves nearby were drawn in, casting amazed or delighted glances toward the monument.

“It’s so stunningly vibrant, today was definitely worth coming!”

Lu Wenwu, holding up his phone and starting to record, remarked with deep emotion.

Black 985 became somewhat conceited, speaking without looking back: “I tell you, Xiaowu, our Underworld’s Moon Worship Festival is a marvel. It’s a pity you missed the Mid-Autumn Festival early party. Hey! That was truly lively! But this Moon Worship Festival is not bad either, listen to how miserably they’re shouting below!”

“It’s already very lively!” Lu Wenwu didn’t turn his head, “In all my years, it’s the first time I’ve seen hundreds of thousands… oh no, it’s millions of ghosts bowing before a Flame Monument!”

“Flame Monument?”

“Millions of ghosts bowing?”

Black 985 and Bai Er Yi Yi froze instantly.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Black 985 turned around to see Lu Wenwu recording and asked, “Bro, what are you looking at? We don’t have such large bowing events at the Moon Worship Festival, nor is there a Flame Monument.”

“Huh? Then what am I looking at?” Lu Wenwu was taken aback, pointing towards the direction they came from.

Bai Er Yi Yi looked puzzled too.

So he switched the Flying Boat to hover mode, stood up with Black 985, and looked in the direction Lu Wenwu pointed.

Then…

The normally calm Bai Er Yi Yi’s face changed from white to black, then from black to green, his entire expression collapsed.

“Emperor Fengdu above, that’s the damn Underworld monument on fire, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Quick, go put out the fire!”

While shouting, he didn’t even sit down, but extended his legs to stomp the accelerator hard, almost tearing the control lever.

Lu Wenwu: “???”

Huh?

So this wasn’t a show, it was an accident?

I was wondering how the monument in the Underworld was so cool, the designer’s skills must be impressive to create such an awesome monument.

Turns out it’s on fire…

Wait, if it’s on fire, why are these Old Ghosts worshiping it?

The entire Flying Boat suddenly drifted as it started, nearly throwing Lu Wenwu and Black 985 off.

Black 985 also seemed unable to hold it together.

Quickly pulling out a communicator to call for reinforcements.

Soon after, a large number of Black and White Impermanence and Ox Head and Ma Mian arrived, followed by a big group of Ghost An.

Ox Head and Ma Mian maintained order, Ghost An controlled the plaza crowd, while Black and White Impermanence cast spells simultaneously to swiftly extinguish the raging ghost flames atop the monument.

When the ghost flames went out, the monument’s top had burned away a whole layer!

Now it looked like an obelisk.

Lu Wenwu, who was sitting on a Paper Boat, finally saw clearly that a half-dead Old Ghost seemed to be lying on the burnt monument top.

The entire ghost looked as if it had been struck by Thunder, scorched and cracked externally, and fragmented internally.

Thunder… but somehow it seems there’s hope?