I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 297

Jonathan and his companions entered the empty ward. Even the bulbs did not work.

It was evident that the hospital director did not care about running the hospital anymore.

However, they were not there to lament the fate of the hospital. Beatrix sat cross-legged on the floor and cast her force field out. The act of doing so was to release one's vitality and emotions from one's core.

A room could be said to be a skunk's force field when the gas it expelled filled it.

Though beasts such as skunks would not know how to detect and manipulate the emotions of their enemies through their stench, it was a different matter altogether for a master like Beatrix.

Her force field contained her emotions and vitality, the latter of which could control everybody standing within her domain. If those within its confines were weak of mind, she could easily cripple their will.

Jonathan had not had an ounce of resistance when he faced Yasir's force field for the first time back then.

On the second occasion, however, his disregard for life negated its effects upon him.

The effects of a force field, though subtle in its use against the enemy, were not absolute.

At that moment, Jonathan and Mabel could clearly sense Beatrix's force field, which was something to behold. Warm and cleansing, it enveloped them like water.

In an instant, Jonathan and Mabel felt as if they were in the middle of the sea. They swayed with the rhythm of the waves, calm and gentle. At the same time, they could also feel the might of the ocean pulsating beneath the surface.

The sea, with its horizon disappearing into the sky, could be breathtaking in its beauty. It was also capable of devastating destruction in its stormy wrath.

It was only at that moment Jonathan became aware of Beatrix's power.

As the seconds ticked past, he and Mabel waited quietly in the hospital in interminable silence.

Upon the arrival of midnight, the atmosphere drastically changed. The air suddenly became dense with negative energy.

Almost instantaneously, Jonathan noticed the temperature plummeting.

He could tell since their arrival that the geomancy in the hospital was poor, with a smell of decrepit solitude in the air.

Jonathan and Mabel watched Beatrix.

Five minutes later, a scream of terror sounded. “No! Go away!”

It was a female voice.

Beatrix's signal was not needed. Jonathan and Mabel knew that the baby ghost had arrived.

Beatrix leaped to her feet. “Apply the Cow's Tears!”

As one, the trio sprang into action. Jonathan's eyes seared from the heat the moment he smeared the Cow's Tears across his eyelids.

However, he had no time to dwell on that. Leading the charge, he was the first to dash toward Room 308, but before he could take more than a few steps, Beatrix appeared in his path and placed a hand on his shoulder gently. “Don't be hasty.”

Despite her light motion, Jonathan felt as though an immense weight he was helpless against was pressing down on his shoulder.

Now I understand the gap between our skills a little better. More importantly, I finally see the distance between Edward and myself.

However, he did not mull over that thought for long as his priority right now was to track down the baby ghost.

Beatrix arrived at the ward and blasted the door open with her palm, with Jonathan and Mabel following closely behind.

At the moment of their entry, the trio's sight was arrested by a girl in the hospital bed. A bloody figure of a baby, not yet fully formed, was crawling on her face and calling for its mother with a pitiful whimper.

The girl was so frightened that she wet herself. Though she screamed and clawed at her face endlessly, she could not seem to touch the baby ghost.

“I'm begging you. Please forgive me. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry!” The girl wept.

Suddenly, the baby ghost finally noticed the newcomers' presence. Jonathan saw its eyes the moment it whipped around. They were beady and full of resentment.

The undead infant shrieked, exposing its densely packed and razor-sharp teeth.

Without warning, it then dashed, or rather, flew toward Beatrix.

Though she was not afraid of the baby ghost, she could not kill it.

It won't be worth anything if its dead.

“Such insolence!” Beatrix shouted, her eyes flashing fiercely at the baby ghost's charge.

With the authority of a Divine Master, her shout frightened the baby ghost to a complete halt.

Then, it turned to flee.

“Give chase!” Beatrix ordered.

Beatrix, Jonathan, and Mabel immediately latched their vitalities onto their quarry and pursued it in its flight toward the south side of the hospital.

The baby ghost was swift. Soon, it stopped somewhere on the south side of the hospital.

Not long after that, Jonathan and his companions arrived before a dumpster behind the hospital.

With the guidance of their vitalities, they managed to ascertain that the baby ghost was underneath the dumpster.

“It went down the sewers!” Mabel said at once, pointing at a manhole cover.

Without another word, Jonathan lifted the manhole cover. Stagnant air mixed with a foul smell rushed out in an overwhelming, poisonous smog.

It stinks!

Trying his best to ignore the stench, Jonathan turned on the flashlight on his phone and pointed it into the opening.

He recognized the sewage two meters below by the myriad of decomposing articles floating upon its rippling surface.

I can imagine somebody disposing of their unborn baby here. There is a high chance that the baby ghost's remains lie here.

By that point, Jonathan and his companions were confident in their intuition that the baby ghost was hiding in the murky waters.

“What do we do?” they wondered aloud.

It's clear as day. There is a baby ghost here, and it is unrelated to the subordinate of the Infant King.

“We have to banish it,” Jonathan said in a low voice. “It wouldn't do to let it remain hidden. Given its sensitivity, it might make contact with the other baby ghosts.”

“How would we do that?” Mabel whispered.

I'm not a soldier who can bear getting waist-deep in sh*t water. I would rather die!

“I'll go,” Jonathan volunteered without hesitation.

Mabel jumped in fright. “You would?”

“I've been in every sh*thole imaginable,” Jonathan replied, his mind made up. “This is nothing.”

“No need. I have a way,” Beatrix said suddenly, a cold glint flashing across her eyes. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Then, she condensed her mana into a sword of light before directing it into the sewer.

As a Level Five Divine Master, Beatrix could transform the mana in her mind into a tangible weapon against her enemies.

The sword of light startled the baby ghost, who immediately began to flee. Soon, it had gone beyond the hospital grounds.

Beatrix's eyes flew open. “After it!”

Though in awe of Beatrix's ability, Jonathan and Mabel did not dare waste time. “Let's go!”

The trio threw themselves deftly over the wall and out of the hospital compound.

Night had fallen, and a chill permeated the air.

The baby ghost exited Styx Street, then turned the corner into Valley Street.

Jonathan and his companions quickly made their way there.

Situated beside a lake, Valley Street was a bustling route during the day due to its location behind the hospital.

As the street was barren of shophouses, it grew dark and quiet during the night, with only the bus station and a cold row of streetlamps in sight.

A foul stench emanated from the lake across the road.

Environmental pollution of various forms had turned the geomancy of that region from bad to worse, but nobody noticed it.

When they arrived on Valley Street, Jonathan and his companions were greeted by a strange sight.

The baby ghost was no longer on the run. Instead, it had stopped at the bus stop and was sitting in wait like an adult, albeit with blood all over its tiny body.

Jonathan and the others could only see it after applying Cow's Tears, and only they knew how

unsettling a scene it was.

They did not startle the baby ghost. Instead, they waited quietly in the shadows to see what it was waiting for.

Time passed slowly until something strange happened half an hour later.

Mabel pointed to something a hundred meters ahead. “Look over there.”

The trio had sharp eyes and saw the object despite its distance.

“It looks like a vehicle!” Jonathan said.

Though there was nothing out of the ordinary for a vehicle to appear on the road, this instance was odd because it was a bus.

It's two in the morning. Lightspring is not a big city, so the drivers' shifts should have ended long ago. What is this bus doing here?

“Could this be the legendary ghost bus?” Jonathan mused aloud.

According to popular legend, ghost buses appeared after midnight, and once upon a ghost bus, one would never return.

“It counts as one, but this one came from Eonetara,” Beatrix explained. “The dark energy spirits in Chanaea fall under the jurisdiction of Eonetara. That's why ghost buses will appear every night in every city to bring the wandering souls back there.”

An idea occurred to Jonathan. This is one way to pass through Eonetara Gate!

He had once wracked his brains for ideas to see Lailah, but he knew nothing about Eonetara Gate.

However, he did not intend to visit Eonetara anytime soon as his priority remained to help Mabel absorb the Infant King's primordial spirit.

“It looks like this baby ghost is going to board the ghost bus. What do we do?” Jonathan said, his voice lowered.

“The ghost bus passes through Eonetara Gate and has nothing to do with the subordinates of the Infant King. Hence, there is no need for us to keep up the pursuit.”

“What?” Jonathan exclaimed anxiously. “This is our only lead. How can we just give it up?”

“This is not a lead, as it has nothing to do with our mission. The ghost bus belongs in Eonetara, and we are beings of the overworld. Don't pick a fight, or there will be severe consequences.”