Ghost Exorciser: The Oust Fake Heiress Strikes-Chapter 344 - 342: Battle -2

She handed one to Shelley.

Shelley stared at the talisman in disbelief.

’Restoration talismans... Intermediate level... Who exactly is she?’

Around them, other mystical cultivators were still clashing with GA members. With everyone working together, the tide slowly began to turn.

Without hesitation, Lana and Shelley bound Tan tightly.

Shelley’s hatred burned fiercely. She unsheathed her sword and raised it toward Tan’s chest.

"Lose control now and you will regret it forever," Lana said firmly, stopping her.

Shelley’s jaw trembled.

"You don’t understand..."

"I may not understand your despair," Lana interrupted quietly, "but this is not the time."

Shelley’s gaze drifted toward Rim’s lifeless body lying not far away. Tears gathered in her eyes before she looked away.

Though she had often treated Rim like a pawn, there was one truth she could not deny.

She had considered her a friend.

A hollow ache filled her chest.

’What is the point of surviving... if the people I care about are gone?’

Yet she swallowed her grief and stood.

Together, she and Lana moved toward the remaining possessed individuals.

Some were attacking students from the weapon design department, others were targeting ordinary students who had not even awakened their soul cultivation.

This time, Lana did not waste mystic energy.

Instead, she began throwing exorcism talismans one after another.

Shelley was stunned when Lana shoved an entire stack into her hands.

"Twenty talismans?" Shelley whispered in disbelief.

Even more shocking were the storage talismans Lana carried.

For a brief second, Shelley was tempted to buy from her. But she forced the thought aside.

This was not the time.

Lana distributed twenty exorcism talismans to other mystical cultivators from Spineridge University, moving swiftly despite her exhaustion.

One by one, the possessed students were subdued.

The number of corrupted individuals steadily decreased.

Just then, Axel arrived.

The moment he reached her, he grabbed Lana’s wrist firmly.

His grip was warm but urgent.

"We have to leave," he said grimly.

Lana stared at him, stunned. She shook her head.

"I can’t. Running away now would be cowardice."

Axel’s expression hardened.

"A portal is about to open. Even if you save everyone here, once it activates, it will become a massacre."

"Portal?" Lana’s eyes widened.

She had never realized a ghost portal was part of this disaster. Questions flooded her mind, but she forced herself to ask the most important one.

"What about the others? If it opens, how will they survive?"

Axel’s jaw tightened.

"They won’t," he said coldly. "This entire department... everyone here... will have to die as sacrifices to close it."

Lana froze. So the news from her past life had been true.

But twisted. The tragedy had not been accidental. It had been deliberate.

She looked at Axel and shook her head slowly.

"I can’t leave. I have a responsibility."

Axel stared at her in disbelief.

"What responsibility? These people have nothing to do with you. You are already weak. Even if you want to help, what can you do?"

Lana cut him off softly.

"If we walk out of here... survive somehow... and one day reach the top... will you never regret this moment?"

Axel froze. Her words struck something buried deep within him.

A memory resurfaced... one he had locked away.

His body stiffened.

After a long silence, he exhaled slowly.

"If that is the case..." he murmured, his voice steady but heavy, "then I will stay."

Lana’s heart lifted.

"Is there a way?" she asked urgently. "Can we stop the ghost portal?"

Axel’s voice came out low and strained,

"It’s close to impossible. Fifteen minutes have already passed, and if the energy keeps amplifying for the remaining fifteen minutes, the ghost portal will open without resistance."

Lana frowned, her brows knitting together as unease crawled up her spine.

’There has to be a way... there must be something we are missing.’

Her gaze sharpened suddenly as realization struck.

She looked at Axel and, without another word, reached into her storage talisman.

A faint shimmer of spatial distortion rippled in the air as she began pulling out stacks of paper charms, each one glowing faintly with spiritual inscriptions.

One stack. Then another. And another.

A hundred exorcism talismans appeared in her hands.

Axel’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The desperation he had been suppressing surged back with even greater force because he had assumed that even if Lana possessed many talismans, they would never be enough to match the sheer number of students in the university.

Yet now, watching her casually produce a hundred talismans as if they were nothing more than scraps of paper, he felt completely stunned.

"I do have many exorcism talismans," Lana admitted, her tone uncertain as she looked at the glowing charms.

"But I don’t know whether they will actually be useful in a situation like this."

Axel inhaled sharply.

"Useful? If we distribute these, there is a huge chance we can close the portal without making a sacrifice. If we had ten thousand of them, we could completely suppress the death energy!"

Lana’s eyes sparkled instantly.

"I have twenty thousand." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

For a moment, Axel genuinely forgot how to breathe.

He had been selling her talismans for months and had always believed she was producing them as fast as she could, leaving nothing in reserve.

He had never imagined that even after supplying such enormous quantities every month, she still possessed twenty thousand more.

’Just how terrifying is her production ability...?’

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Axel forced his thoughts back to the crisis.

"If that’s the case, give me all of them. I’ll distribute them among the teachers and students. Together, we can suppress the death energy."

Lana nodded without hesitation, and the two of them began pulling out talismans, one bundle after another.

Seeing this, Axel immediately retrieved a megaphone from his own storage talisman.

Compared to Lana’s vast reserve, his storage space felt embarrassingly small, yet it was enough for this moment.

He raised the megaphone and spoke, his voice amplified across the chaotic campus.