Whoosh… Scarlet liquid rushed over from all directions, flooding the vicinity as though it was suddenly plunged right into the depths of a sea of blood. Mournful cries of ghosts resounded from every direction, while hands stained with blood began to emerge from the ground.

“Uwuuu… Save me!” “I don’t want to die… Why isn’t anyone coming to save us?” “Dad… Mum… Help us!!!”

The sea of blood slowly began to swirl around Kwon Kyung-ho like a mighty vortex. Meanwhile, his body began to swell. His joints clicked and cracked, his limbs twisted, and his entire body slowly began to turn a miserable pale colour even as his lips turned purple. He looked up at the MV Sewol with bloodshot eyes, and a menacing smile crept up the corner of his lips.

Rattle rattle rattle!! The chains that stretched out from the bow and into the heads of hundreds of teenage living dead instantly snapped with a loud bang. The appearance of Choi Tae-min’s face on the bow of the ghost ship immediately twisted with great disbelief, “I’ve seen your picture… You’re… a special Yin spirit born from the MV Sewol tragedy?! And such a high-ranking special Yin spirit at that…”

No response.

Kwon Kyung-ho’s entire body was trembling with excitement. His lips had cracked open from ear to ear, and bloody water was bubbling and pouring out of his seven apertures. The hideous expression on his face appeared to be frozen in place as he charged straight towards the...