Chapter 2885

The Ghostwatcher with the broken neck flexed his wrist before holding his own head with both hands to fix it back in place, a broad smug grin stretching over his blood-red face. However, just as everyone else was getting smug, a calm voice spoke from the dust. "Immortality, huh? Interesting." "Huh?" "Wait, what?" Mr. Moore's face stiffened once more when he heard Frank's voice, and he stared in disbelief at the cloud of dust near the wall. However, the Ghoswatcher who had just fixed his head smirked. "Don't worry, Mr. Moore—my punch just now could kill an elephant. He's crippled even if he's not dead… He's definitely just acting tough." "E-Exactly!" The watching Ghosters were all sighing in relief as they watched. There was no way anyone could take the brunt of a Ghostwatcher's punch and walk away unscathed! The Ghostwatcher was definitely right—the brat was just acting tough! "Frank…" Lucy scowled as she thought the same, as that punch was simply horrific—it almost tore do