Chapter 118: Failed Invasion, Replaced

"Am I being Ghost's Invasion? No, the Ghost is trying to drive me."

Looking at the pale person in the Photo, Shen Lin's expression suddenly changed dramatically.

He quickly realized something was wrong; it wasn't he who had killed all those Ghosts.

Rather, because he had been invaded by that Ghost, he had unknowingly already belonged to that Ghost.

Thus those Fierce Ghosts existing in the Black and White World did not continue to attack him.

Shen Lin hurried outward, but at that moment—

In the Spirit Hall, the two White Curtains hanging at the main gate seemed to come alive, tightly coiling around him, preventing his departure.

Even if Shen Lin brandished the Hong Bai Shuang Sha axe and kept hacking, each time the White Curtains were cut, they instantly regrew and re‑entangled him.

Helpless, Shen Lin could only retreat toward the Spirit Hall behind him, yet the two White Curtains did not restrict his movement.

Although they still wrapped him, they left enough space for him to move freely inside the Spirit Hall.

"I can't leave; I've become part of this Spirit Hall!"

Shen Lin's complexion grew increasingly grim; he realized this Spirit Hall was not an ordinary Ghost, perhaps the source of the White Sha.

When he killed all the Fierce Ghosts and entered the Spirit Hall, he had already entered that Ghost's body, and his own body unknowingly lost all color, being corroded.

Shen Lin himself was an Abnormal, no different from a Ghost, but for some reason that Ghost thought he was Shen Lin.

Putting aside the Fierce Ghost's misrecognition, the fact that he had invaded the Fierce Ghost's memory meant he could be driven.

Shen Lin had been overly confident before; as an Abnormal who didn't exist in reality and possessed the ability to Restart, he was the topmost among the captains.

Thus, he brazenly invaded the Fierce Ghost's memory; even when he realized the White Sha memory he was invading had problems, he did not choose to withdraw.

Instead, he fought the Ghosts within the White Sha memory, even voluntarily stepping into the Spirit Hall.

Now that he had fully entered the Spirit Hall, he was already entangled.

"Get rid of it."

Shen Lin gritted his teeth as everything around him collapsed and vanished.

Since he could invade memories, he naturally also had means to detach from others' memories.

He swiftly shed the Fierce Ghost's memory, aiming to return to his own controllable main stage.

In the next instant, the desolate Highway and Spirit Hall vanished; the Black and White World regained its colors, replaced by a modern city.

This was the city he was responsible for: Daxia City.

To escape the Ghost's influence, he used memory invasion to go elsewhere, entering the Daxia City he knew best.

Here countless people remembered him; it was the safest place for him.

However, Shen Lin still appeared unsettled, looking around, hoping everything would go smoothly.

Yet the outcome was somewhat desperate.

Just after Shen Lin had appeared in Daxia City, his body immediately began Color Fading.

The paranormal force that could strip all color, using Shen Lin as its source, was invading everything in the city, causing this memory‑bound city to vanish.

The Ghost was still on him.

Moreover, the invasion speed hadn't slowed, because half of Shen Lin's face had already turned a ghastly pallor.

And his facial features were very unfamiliar; his half‑face still transformed into the likeness of the man in the portrait.

At some point, Shen Lin had been draped in a white Funeral Clothes, his garments being replaced.

The White Curtains that had previously bound Shen Lin tightly were now tied around his waist, as if to lock him in place.

Shen Lin sensed something terribly wrong; if he continued, he would die, and die completely.

Because the Ghost was driving him, once the Fierce Ghost succeeded, he would be turned entirely into that Ghost's Puzzle, becoming part of it.

Even as his body and the city lost color, Shen Lin could perceive that the Medium he could use to Restart was dwindling.

Every place shrouded by this Black and White World had its corresponding people lose their memories of him.

"Restart once more; this time the Restart must get rid of it."

In the monochrome Daxia City, Shen Lin chose to commit suicide outright.

He could no longer let this Ghost affect the memory‑bound city; otherwise everyone in the city who had contacted him would forget him.

As Shen Lin died, this segment of memory vanished from his recollection.

But Shen Lin awoke again, appearing in Zhongzhou City; this Restart was better, and he returned to this morning.

The Shen Lin in the memory stood on an empty Square.

Only his body was still a ghastly pallor, devoid of any color.

Unconsciously, after this Restart, at the moment he appeared, a Face-Covering Cloth was already on his head.

The monochrome paranormal accompanied his appearance, spreading outward, invading everything around, causing the entire garden to lose color.

Another portion of the White Sha traits manifested on him; with no solution in sight, he might die completely.

"I Restarted once and still can't get rid of the Fierce Ghost? This won't do; I can't die again."

"Such death no longer works for my current situation; someone must eliminate this Ghost within the memory, then I can break free of control."

Shen Lin grew uneasy, lifted his head and stared at the Square.

Several vague silhouettes lingered on the Square.

He knew those people were Li Jun, Yang Jian, Liu San, A Hong and Feng Quan. "Should I pull a captain into the water, or should I think of another method?" Shen Lin hesitated again.

"Choose the most reliable captain and end this," Shen Lin scanned, fixing his gaze on one of them.

That person, though vague in shape, wielded a cracked Long Spear, and a Ghost Eye on his forehead glowed a sinister crimson.

This was Ghost Eye Yang Jian,

"If it's you, it will definitely succeed; consider it a debt I owe you," Shen Lin chose Yang Jian.

The next moment.

Yang Jian's blurred figure gradually became clear.

At the same time.

On the Ghost Lake boat, Yang Jian's expression suddenly hardened, and a strange memory that was not his own suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the memory he saw Shen Lin, and also saw a Ghost on his body, which seemed to be a Ghost Crying Face and the Funeral Clothes on the White Evil. New memories continued to surface.

On the Square in Zhongzhou City.

Shen Lin said, "Yang Jian, this time I had no choice but to find you; I have been subjected to Ghost's Invasion."

"Now I can only Ghost's Invasion your memory for help; you must act to kill me. If you succeed, everything will end."

He said this to the Yang Jian in the memory.

And the Yang Jian in the memory was exactly the same as the Yang Jian in that time period in reality.

"Help you get on the road? Easy enough."

The Yang Jian on the Square heard this, and without even scrutinizing Shen Lin, acted immediately.

The next moment.

Shen Lin was flung backward, and a cracked Long Spear pierced his body, pinning him firmly to the ground.

"Wow!" His body felt torn apart, spitting out blood.

The first time.

Shen Lin, as an Abnormal, felt pain for the first time.

"Is this the Coffin Nail that nails a starving S ji Ghost to death, able to Erase even the paranormal in memory?"

"This guy won too easily; fortunately this is only a Coffin Nail in memory, not real."

Looking at the Coffin Nail, Shen Lin felt his heart race with fear.

But unfortunately, the Coffin Nail could not help Shen Lin escape this restriction.

Because the moment the Coffin Nail was driven into Shen Lin's body, he Restarted.

This Restart was not the kind Shen Lin was familiar with—waking up from someone else's memory—but an incomprehensible Restart.

It felt as if a part of his body had been lost, allowing it to regrow.

Unfortunately, each time Shen Lin Restarted, he lost his previous memories.

Otherwise he would surely remember that the few White Curtains he had cut off before resembled his current situation.

"Yang Jian, the Ghost on my body was not suppressed; it Restarted," Shen Lin hurriedly warned the Yang Jian in the Square.

"Restart?" At this moment, the Yang Jian in the memory finally examined Shen Lin's condition closely.

"You are wearing Funeral Clothes, your face bears a Crying Face, and your body has no color," Yang Jian's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"You damn it, you're not being targeted by the Red and White Double Evil, are you?"

At the same time, in the Reality World, Yang Jian, standing on a small boat handling the female corpse in the lake, also changed his expression dramatically.

Shen Lin just vanished; he must have gone to deal with the Red and White Double Evil.

But judging by the sudden images appearing in his memory, it was clearly not a good outcome.

"Damn, Shen Lin, you're not the type to be entangled by White Evil and then have the disaster water draw a Ghost onto me, are you?"

Yang Jian's face turned sour, and he stopped his action. "Yang Jian? What's happening?"

Liu San noticed Yang Jian's movement and asked.

"That Shen Lin guy actively Ghost's Invasion the White Evil, and now he's been entangled by White Evil, and it even Ghost's Invasion into my memory," Yang Jian explained gravely.

"What!" Liu San's expression changed. "Actively Ghost's Invasion a Fierce Ghost? Or a Ghost like White Evil?"

Although Shen Lin's ability should belong to the realm of consciousness, it's unclear whether White Evil has one.

But aside from that, given the Terror Level of White Evil at this rank, invading it is courting death, isn't it? "Don't even talk about failing to succeed; even if the Ghost's Invasion succeeded, what would it achieve? White Evil itself possesses the Restart Ability."

"Could it be that you still want to compare consumption with a real Fierce Ghost?"

At the same time, in the memory.

After guessing that he was now entangled by White Evil, Yang Jian's face showed an ugly expression.

"That Ghost Restarted; what are you looking for me to do now? I have no ability to deal with that Ghost."

Yang Jian kept a composed face and warned Shen Lin.

"I understand."

Shen Lin now appeared somewhat cold, exuding a chilling aura.

Obviously, White Evil's erosion of him grew stronger; perhaps soon he would lose control over himself.

"I will disappear from this memory immediately to avoid causing you trouble."

After Shen Lin said that, everything around began to collapse, and Zhongzhou City vanished.

Shen Lin voluntarily killed himself, undergoing a Restart; he realized that Yang Jian lacked the ability to imprison that Ghost.

Having experienced that Restart state.

He keenly sensed the change; White Evil seemed to possess the Ghostly Servant's Infinite Restart, utterly unrestricted.

Now perhaps no one can help Shen Lin, for although Yang Jian's Coffin Nail is unsolvable, it is useless against a Ghostly Servant.

Because the Ghostly Servant's Infinite Restart occurs when it is restrained, requiring no prior activation.

Shen Lin Restarted again; this time his body had completely lost color, and the Face-Covering Cloth hung from his head, fully covering his face.

The Funeral Clothes at his waist now completely wrapped his body.

Moreover, Shen Lin could keenly perceive that after another Restart, many people had forgotten him.

White Evil possessed the ability to make colorless people be forgotten.

And as Shen Lin's body was Ghost's Invasion, each Restart's side effects were far greater than normal.

Shen Lin observed his surroundings; this time he appeared in a lake.

Shen Lin opened his eyes, a little bewildered, with a hint of numbness in them.

As the Ghost's Invasion grew more severe, the Restart had a huge impact on his memories.

"Then whose memory is this, exactly?"

He was still puzzled, trying to find the owner of this memory.

From the direction of the ancient town, a Black Coffin was carried over by four people.

The four people's appearances and figures were vague, as if disturbed by paranormal interference; memory could not imprint their shapes.

But the clearest thing was the Black Coffin.

The Black Coffin was set down at the ferry dock by those four indistinct figures.

Then the four stood nearby, apparently engaged in a heated discussion.

The voices were loud, yet Shen Lin could not make out any of the content.

He couldn't hear because the owner of this memory hadn't retained the words; had they been remembered, Shen Lin could have heard them.

"Unable to remember human speech—does that mean it's a Fierce Ghost's memory?"

A hint of clarity returned to Shen Lin's eyes, if he truly had invaded a Ghost's memory.

Perhaps he could use that Ghost to clash with the White Scourge affecting his body, gaining a chance to break free.

Everything was vague.

Only the Black Coffin felt so real, almost within reach.

Shen Lin ignored the four heated discussants and approached the coffin, which most likely contained a Ghost.

Because, as he understood, the coffin should hold a terrifying Fierce Ghost.

He moved closer to the Black Coffin.

Bending down, he faintly heard a woman's Crying coming from inside the coffin.

That Crying sounded much like the Crying emitted by the Face-Covering Cloth on the White Scourge's face.

He reached out, touched the Black Coffin, then gave it a shove.

"Bang!"

The heavy coffin lid swung open and crashed down onto the ground.

Inside the coffin was a pool of water; black hair floated on the surface, and somewhere beneath, a peculiar corpse lay at the bottom.

However, when Shen Lin kicked the coffin over, intending to release the Ghost inside, his expression changed.

The overturned coffin held nothing—nothing at all—only a few strands of black long hair scattered on the ground.

"Empty!"

But Shen Lin no longer had a chance to act further; after he forced his body to finish this, he lost control of himself.

Unwittingly, his face had already taken on the appearance of another man.

"Honestly, I hadn't even planned to deal with you, yet you came knocking on my door anyway."

A cold, low voice came from 'Shen Lin', sounding like that of a corpse.

Hearing those words, Shen Lin was shocked inside.

Has the White Scourge already been able to control his own body to speak? Though he knows the White Scourge possesses intelligence, making it control its body to talk is too bizarre.

"Fortunately I just recovered Wei Jing, otherwise I truly have no countermeasures against your tactics."

"But now, you have only death left."

The voice fell, and Shen Lin saw his own body start to move.

His appearance changed completely, exuding a terrifying, chilling aura, and the black-and-white paranormal that could drain color expanded rapidly.

What was once a black-and-white paranormal that could only slowly erode the surrounding world through Shen Lin now turned the entire world into black and white in an instant.

But at that moment, an anomaly suddenly erupted.

At an unknown time, the pooled water poured from the coffin began to flow into the creek at the edge.

A Fierce Ghost draped in long hair, drenched all over, appeared here.

"Is this Ghost Lake? Your last Restart actually entered Ghost Lake's memory?"

At this point, Zhang Hao, who had completely taken over Shen Lin, spoke.

But that makes sense; as the Black and White Portrait's paranormal effect acted on Shen Lin, each time he Restarted, the number of people who forgot him multiplied countless times.

When he last Restarted and returned to meet Yang Jian and the others, Shen Lin's corrupted body had almost been completely replaced.

After restarting again, he didn't want to provoke trouble from those captains, but aside from those Abnormal captains, who now could still remember him? If anyone, only the Fierce Ghost remained.

Zhang Hao watched Ghost Lake emerge in this Black and White World, hesitated not, and immediately controlled Shen Lin's body to vanish into the world of Ghost Lake's memory.

He certainly didn't want to duel Ghost Lake within the other's memory.

Such mind-to-mind assaults carry too great a cost; a single failure would let the opponent dominate.

In this mental confrontation, Ghost Lake could keep growing by learning, while it had no chance to gain any benefit.

The next moment, Reality World.

Zhang Hao, standing on the shore, suddenly lifted his head.

"Has the White Scourge resumed action? Does that mean Shen Lin failed?"

Li Jun saw the scene, his complexion extremely grim.

Just facing the Dry Corpse Bride alone for less than a minute, his makeup had already faded several times, thanks to Ah Hong constantly touching it up.

Yet even in this wholly indifferent revival, fully employing Ghost Fire,

He could only barely hold back its influence from reaching Yang Jian's side.

Once the White Scourge acts, the only path awaiting them is death.

The Ghost Domain's ghost maze, he could barely counter using Ghost Fire's uniqueness, but against the White Scourge he could not achieve such.

"Quick, go!"

At that moment, Yang Jian suddenly appeared beside Li Jun, grabbed the two of them, and directly used Ghost Domain to get away from the shore.

When Shen Lin appeared in Yang Jian's earlier memory, he was already thinking of retreat.

When the Shen Lin in the memory Restarted, Yang Jian decisively chose to flee, because that signified Shen Lin's failure.

(End of chapter)