Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army! Chapter 1666: An Invincible Boss?

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"Perhaps... murder?" Eraldine murmured, glancing at the dried bloodstains across the large room where they had arrived. "There are stains here and there, but none are fresh. They’re very old... sothing terrible happened here."

"Yeah. I keep asking the ghosts, but they only say the one behind this manor is soone who’s been... erased from everyone’s mory," Maria said, scanning the room. "I assu Carnivalis was the sa. This world and Carnivalis—they’re not like Planets or even the Realms we’ve visited. These are... mories of a World, distorted and warped between dinsions. That’s why they feel so strange. They’re like..."

"Like dreams? Nightmare realms?" Alma suggested.

"Exactly," Maria nodded. "That might explain why this place is filled with Nightmare Essence. Carnivalis didn’t have that... Maybe because it was more distorted, while this place is imbued with Mana—or sothing else."

"I wonder if we’ll et the ruler," Alma said. "Are they here? Can you sense them? Who are they?"

"Is it the blurred figure?" Eraldine asked.

"I can feel their presence, more or less," Maria replied, glancing around. "They’ve been hostile for a while. They really don’t want us to leave..."

"Maybe they’re lonely?" Nyx asked softly.

"I can’t say for sure. But we should keep moving," Maria said. "Let’s go."

As they stepped into the final room, they found a vast space filled with furniture and broken dolls, all piled into a towering mountain.

"What’s this now?" Partner muttered. "Is this—Ah!"

Her eyes widened as her vampiric senses helped her dodge a flying bed that crashed where she had just stood, splintering into pieces.

Suddenly, the scattered furniture began to float, possessed by ghostly presences. They assembled into a massive creature made of hundreds of spirits, broken furniture, and dolls. Two enormous hands hovered in the air.

[The Haunted Manor’s Boss: Legion of a Hundred Ghostly mories (SSS Rank) has erged, aiming to stop you!]

A pair of glowing red flas ignited within its body, and Maria felt a powerful presence emanating from the attic above.

From within the creature, a voice echoed—a distorted, childlike tone, eerie and broken.

"WhY...? jUsT wHy...? DoN’t TaKe... FrIeNdS... wHy?! DoN’t... LeAvE... wItH fRiEnDs...! AlOnE... fOrGoTtEn... ALONE... FORGOTTEN..."

Though warped and unsettling, Maria—deeply attuned to emotion—recognized it instantly.

It was the cry of a lonely child.

The ghosts that had tried to stop them were this child’s friends.

And the child was grieving; afraid Maria was taking them away.

RUMBLE!

The ghostly giant roared, swinging its massive palms down in an attempt to crush the group. They scattered, dodging the attack and retaliating from a distance.

Eraldine fired arrows of explosive spiritual energy. Partner struck repeatedly with her twin spears. Lucifer launched punches and kicks, driving the creature back.

Their teamwork nearly shattered the monster, reducing it to fragnts—

But Maria knew it wasn’t enough.

"That won’t be enough..." she whispered.

The entity began to reassemble rapidly. New souls erged and fused with it, restoring its form. It lashed out again, slapping Eraldine and Partner away with its massive hands.

"Ouch!"

"Ahh!"

Their barriers barely held, then shattered, revealing how much stronger the creature had suddenly beco.

[The Haunted Manor’s Boss: Legion of a Hundred Ghostly mories (SSS Rank) has revived through the powers of the Haunted Manor. Its Rank has increased to SSS !]

"Are you kidding ?! It just got stronger for no reason!" Partner shouted.

"It looks like the manor itself is keeping it alive!" Arthur said, parrying ghostly projectiles with his spear. The blasts erupted into phantasmal flas, scorching his clothes and skin. "If it keeps recovering like this, won’t it beco invincible?"

"There’s no way this stupid manor can contain us!" Partner growled, kicking one of the creature’s wooden palms aside before driving her spears into its core. "Take this!"

A surge of red and black energy exploded from within the monster. Dozens of souls scread.

BOOOM!

Silence followed.

"See? We’re done here," Partner said proudly, turning to walk away.

And yet—

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK!

More furniture dropped from the ceiling. Hundreds of souls gathered again, forming an even larger mass of possessed objects.

[The Haunted Manor’s Boss: Legion of a Hundred Ghostly mories (SSS Rank) has revived through the powers of the Haunted Manor. Its Rank has increased to L- Rank!]

"You’ve got to be kidding !" Partner gasped.

"Uh-oh... this won’t be easy," Celes muttered.

"If it gets stronger every ti we kill it, how do we stop it?" Arachne asked. "Maybe we should destroy the whole manor."

"No! Don’t do that!" Maria said quickly. "Can you hold it back for now? Don’t kill it—it’ll only get worse. Nyx, co with ."

"Eh? Where to?" Nyx asked.

"To the place where the voice ca from," Maria said. "Don’t you want to et them?"

"...I do," Nyx nodded. "I want to be their friend."

"Good girl," Maria said, patting her head. "Let’s go."

"Wait! Maria, where are you going?!" Lucifer groaned.

"I’m going to et the ruler of this manor," Maria replied. "Now that they’ve spoken, I know where they are. Nyx will help."

"Why Nyx though?!" Lucifer protested.

"I wanna help!" Nyx said firmly.

"O-Okay..." Lucifer sighed, just as a giant furniture palm knocked him aside. "Ouch! You damn thing, stop hitting !"

"Good luck, Maria! We’ll hold it back!" Alma called out.

"Yeah, leave it to us," Arthur added. "We’ll use Lucifer as the punching bag—he’s the biggest target."

"What?!" Lucifer shouted.

"Just don’t take too long!" Jonathan urged.

"You’ve got this, Nyx!" Celes cheered.

"Thanks! We’ll be quick!" Maria said, flying upward with Nyx.

Just as the new furniture began to fall, Maria pierced a small distortion in space, entering a dinsional "pipe" that led to the creator of the haunted items.

"Wooaaaahh!"

Nyx scread as colors flashed around her and her mother. mories and images of the mysterious ruler appeared—soone they couldn’t quite identify, living with two parents.

"This manor... I knew it felt familiar..."

Maria’s eyes widened as she and Nyx were pulled into a new space: a dark, moldy attic covered in cobwebs.

Toys lay scattered across the floor, colorful chairs surrounding a large bed covered in building blocks.

And beneath the sheets, a small doll lay sleeping.

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