Chapter 1285

A deep, melodious male voice screamed with terror. When the Ghost King glanced at Vincent's face, which clearly bore the features of a man, he frowned slightly. Still, he spoke in a deep, commanding voice. "Millicent, I'm here to marry you." Vincent looked at the towering Ghost King before him, his expression crumbling. Before he could recover from the name "Millicent", the Ghost King raised his hand toward him. With the oppressive energy bearing down on him, Vincent suddenly slapped the emerald pendant he was holding onto the Ghost King's outstretched hand. With a sharp sizzling sound, black smoke erupted from the Ghost King's palm where the emerald pendant struck. His palm seemed to be burned, with a hole rapidly forming in the center. He let out a cry of pain and quickly recoiled his hand. Taking advantage of the opening, Vincent turned and ran. With a harsh glance at his fleeing bride, the Ghost King's ghastly energy surged as it rushed toward him. With a swift motion, he ext