As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave.

Fierce Ghost Street, a wide thoroughfare, the sounds of battle cries and agonizing screams filled the air.

A gang of evil ghosts, a horde of two to three thousand, simultaneously turned their eyes towards the direction of the noise.

"Elder!" A frantic member of the evil ghost association rushed forward, shouting at the leader, "There’s an abandoned warehouse on the right, where a thousand of our association members have been ambushed. Should we go and support them?"

"Damn it! Those brainless scoundrels!" the one referred to as Elder cursed. "I told them not to scatter, isn’t this just creating opportunities for the enemy to defeat us one by one? Come, follow me to save them, then gather the rest of our brothers.

We cannot be dispersed any longer! With our strength, the Fierce Ghost Association means nothing as long as we stay together!"

A hum filled the air as the Elder’s words fell. Before anyone could move, an ear-shattering roar of engines reached them.

Everyone looked in the direction of the noise to see a dark line rapidly approaching at the end of the highway. The roar of engines heralded the approach of a thousand motorcycles, speeding towards them.

At the forefront was a man, surrounded by thunder, holding a long, sharp blade shrouded in ghostly mist. Behind him, a thousand Fierce ghosts rode their bikes, brandishing blades, axes, and steel pipes, their faces twisted into menacing grins, terrifying to behold.

"It’s the Fierce Ghost Association! Prepare for battle, prepare for battle!" shouted the Elder, a soldier-level entity, as he saw the scene unfold.

However, the motorcycles were too fast. Just as his words fell, thunder enveloped Alexander, forming a suit of thunderous armor. Then, riding his Full Moon, he transformed into a flash of lightning, arriving in an instant and striking the Elder.

Crash!

A cloud of blood burst forth instantly. Under the thunderous assault of the generl motorcycle, the Elder was blasted into a mist of blood, and along a straight line, several Fierce-level ghosts were turned into red fog.

It didn’t end there. Following the collision, fist-sized thunderballs gathered and rained down in all directions.

Several evil ghosts, also at the soldier level, were struck by the thunderballs, and in a flash, bursts of lightning took their lives.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The remaining thunderballs exploded in succession, transforming the area within several meters into a zone of electric light.

Those below the Fierce level were blasted into ashes, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

The Fierce-level ghosts, surrounded by countless flashes of lightning, quickly turned into charred remains, falling to the ground.

Next, seven black whips were continually brandished, leaving corpses within a ten-meter radius.

Sitting atop Full Moon, Alexander held his long blade to the side, and as the motorcycle sped past, countless heads were tossed into the air.

In an instant, a path of death, ten meters wide and strewn with flesh and blood, appeared among the densely packed members of the Evil Ghost Association.

"The devil! Help, the devil is here!"

"Such a terrifying tentacled monster, run!"

...

In just a moment, the entire Evil Ghost Association team lost all courage and began to flee in terror.

"Alexander the mighty! Kill!"

The following members of the Fierce Ghost Association were instantly fired up, their blood boiling with excitement.

The roar of the motorcycles resounded as a thousand Fierce-level ghosts revved their bikes, waving their blades and steel pipes, mowing down the Evil Ghost Association’s members like chopping vegetables, forcing them to run even faster.

From above, tens of thousands of Evil Ghost Association members were seen scattering in all directions, only to be annihilated by the surrounding squads of the Fierce Ghost Association.

"Next!"

Alexander swung his blade violently, not pausing for a moment, heading straight for the next destination.

Full Moon was not adept at combat, but as a general-level entity capable of controlling thunder, she could at least face ten ordinary soldier ghosts. With Alexander, the two could handle twenty soldier ghosts together.

Besides, there were also a thousand Fierce-level members of the Fierce Ghost Association behind them. As long as he was not obstructed, a speed-enhanced Alexander had nothing to fear.

The vast numbers of the Evil Ghost Association were scattered by Alexander’s vanguard force, falling into chaos. Like a massive meat grinder continually in operation, Alexander was relentlessly closing in on the Evil Ghost Association’s stronghold.

After dispersing another team of tens of thousands of Evil Ghost Association members, Alexander paused momentarily.

From not far away, a motorcycle sped up, and a member of the Fierce Ghost Association spoke: "Boss, we’ve found a few thousand up ahead, they’re tough to handle!"

"A few thousand strong? Powerful?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Alexander frowned slightly. On his journey, he had already successively scattered six or seven groups of over ten thousand.

"A tough fight," the scout ghost nodded, "though there are only over three thousand, more than fifty are soldier ghosts, and the rest are mostly Fierce and ferocious ghosts!"

Fifty ghost soldiers, all at least ferocious ghosts! Alexander’s expression became grave.

What had allowed him to scatter the enemy’s ranks was Full Moon’s speed, charging through them like a sharp blade.

But if the opponent had fifty soldier ghosts, it would likely be challenging for Full Moon to break through their defensive line.

"Full Moon, what do you think? Dare we try? This elite force could be quite a nuisance for our Fierce Ghost Association!"

"Big brother! Let’s do it!" Full Moon, clad in motorcycle gear, slowly materialized from the back seat of the silver motorcycle.

Her slender arms wrapped tightly around Alexander’s waist, and she leaned on his back, saying, "Fighting alongside big brother feels so exhilarating! They’re just a bunch of soldier ghosts! Let’s charge and cut them down!"

Her voice was sweet and adorable, but it carried an inherent arrogance and confidence.

"Haha, you’re right! I’ve been craving a good fight, and these enemies are just what I need!" Alexander said, suddenly twisting the throttle and shouting, "Follow me! Charge and cut them down!"

"Charge and cut them down!"

Behind him, a thousand Fierce ghosts, brandishing blades and steel pipes, simultaneously revved their motorcycles, echoing his cry.

Soon, an Evil Ghost Association troop appeared in the middle of the road. Although there were only a few thousand of them, the aura they exuded was hardly inferior to that of a group numbering in the tens of thousands.

Moreover, these evil ghosts were formidable and clearly more intelligent than the lower-ranking ones, acting with great caution.

From a great distance, they detected the presence of Alexander and his team, immediately forming a defensive formation. The several dozen soldier ghosts in front positioned themselves to guard, showing a clear intention to defend.

"As I thought, they won’t be easy to deal with. It looks like a fierce battle is ahead!" Alexander thought, anxiety in his heart, twisting the throttle to accelerate, while simultaneously swirling his seven long whips, ready for a real fight.

Both sides rapidly approached each other, faces full of solemnity, ghostly energy erupting, and power amassed to the extreme.

Just as Alexander was preparing to launch a thunderous charge, a soldier ghost on the left front of the opposing troop suddenly revealed a shocked expression, exclaiming in astonishment:

"Doctor Charles! Is that you?"