Chapter 1282

Mathias had no idea why he had suddenly become a ghost. He remembered he was driving when his back felt so chilly that not even the heater could help. Instinctively, he looked into the rearview mirror. At that moment, he locked eyes with a pallid man who bled from seven orifices. During the eye contact, the man flashed him a sinister smile. Horror engulfed Mathias as he slammed the brake pedal. He was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body, and he began to doubt whether he was still alive. He had been trying desperately to find someone to help, but no one could see him. Then, he saw Myla. The moment he laid eyes on her, it felt like he had found a savior. After all, she was someone who practiced mystic arts. Surely, she could help him. However, another glance at her stiffened his expression. Floating before him, Myla was dressed in a modern yet striking outfit. She wore all black, with a baseball cap that read "Peace for All" in bold letters. In her hand was something