“More capable than I thought.”
[The generous Gao Fang] grinned, his mouth full of sparkling gold teeth.
As the owner and user of the black fog, no one knows the loss of spirits better than him.
The black fog has been accumulating for more than dozens of years, and the number of spiritual beings contained in it is immeasurable.
If only a few powerful spirits were destroyed, [Generous Gao Fang] would not feel sad at all, but now, a large number of spirits are disappearing every moment.
Gao Fang has always kept in mind the principle that small amounts add up to a lot and that sand chips build a tower, and he understands it better than anyone else.
The spirits that attacked Yang Yu and his group would not be like the property scattered among the people, which would go around and around and eventually return to his hands. Once it’s gone, it’s gone forever.
Gao Fang curled his lips and said, "[Collecting Corpses into Coffins]and those who can use Holy Light are really in the way.
Without them, the spirits would not disappear.
Killing monsters and using their souls for my own benefit is a tough job.
You have to keep training and training again."
Through the images transmitted back by the black fog, [Diligent Zero Jutsu] and the other disciples present also saw the countermeasures of the expeditionary force.
Yang Yu quickly moved around the edge of the army, constantly cutting the spirits with the strange sword in his hand, creating flaws and giving the expedition team the opportunity to control the spirits.
After controlling the spirit, the priest quickly follows up and purifies the controlled spirit.
As time went on, the expedition moved faster and more skillfully.
The situation of the magical beast spirits that attacked Yang Yu and his men was not optimistic. The stitched spirits that flew into the sky to chase Bai Jin and his men were also gradually losing the upper hand as the magic power in the air gradually recovered.
Bai Jin led the magician troops to maneuver in the air.
When the distance cannot be increased, the magician troops launch intensive single-target attacks, giving priority to dealing with the black birds that fly to block the road to ensure their own safety;
When they can create distance, the magician troops chant area attack magic to carry out large-scale annihilation of the black birds.
The black fog can still produce black birds continuously, but it is unrealistic to use the black birds to drain the physical strength of the magician troops no matter how you think about it.
Untying the bandages wrapped around his hands, Ling Shu resolutely walked to Gao Fang's side.
“If you don’t do something, they will be able to clear your black fog in less than one night.
There is no other way, use me."
Looking back at Ling Shu, Gao Fang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Don't be impatient! Don't be impatient! The protagonist I booked hasn't appeared yet.
He is waiting for his opportunity.
When they are exhausted, the protagonist I have chosen will make a grand appearance and will definitely catch them off guard.
It’s not your turn yet.”
Ling Shu shook his head, "While the black fog is still strong, with my help, we may be able to create a breakthrough.
In the past few days, many people have joined them.
There might be more reinforcements later, and I don’t want to make my work more difficult.
I repeat, use me."
Gao Fang's smile suddenly stopped and he asked:
"Are you really ready to make up your mind?"
Ling Shu didn't say anything.
Gao Fang exclaimed, "Tsk, she's really not cute at all.
no way.
I understand, you can do whatever you like."
Gao Fang stretched out his hand and weaved a strange dark blue magic circle. Ling Shu did not hesitate and placed his hand on the magic circle woven by Gao Fang.
Complex and unstable magic will affect the existence of ghosts, so ghosts usually only appear in remote areas.
Spirits under the control of psychics do not have this worry at all.
Ling Shu had been dead for many years, and even he couldn't remember how long he had been dead.
As a ghost, he is extremely special and possesses some strange abilities that ordinary ghosts do not have, but his fear of crowds is no different from that of ordinary ghosts.
Because of this characteristic, Ling Shu's work mainly focuses on single-person assassination, messaging, and investigation.
This city is located underground. If one wants to go up and quickly interfere with Yang Yu and his team, in addition to taking the various passages left by Yang Yu and his team, one can also seek help from [Song Yang].
But once [Song Yang] takes action, the fact that the Curse Cult is still working and monitoring in the outside world will be exposed.
Now only [Diligent Zero Technique] can quickly reach the outside world, merge with the black fog, and launch a quick attack.
Except for him, no one can disrupt the rhythm of Yang Yu and others.
No one from the Curse Cult wants Yang Yu and his team to enter this city. They don’t want the ceremony to be disturbed in any way.
The same goes for Zero Technique.
He knew what to do to continue delaying, so he made this choice.
Not long after Ling Shu made the decision, the Pope sent a message through Carlos again, giving "Diligent Ling Shu" a job.
The job is to assist Gao Fang in stopping Yang Yu and his group.
After receiving the Pope's order, Gao Fang no longer had any psychological burden and devoted all his energy to operating the contract formation.
The process of establishing a contract between a spirit controller and a spirit is not difficult, and for a high-level person who can control tens of thousands of spirits, it is a piece of cake.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Shu signed a contract with Gao Fang.
The contract was completed, Ling Shu said nothing and retracted his hand.
His body suddenly became illusory, turned into a black shadow, and drilled into the ground, running towards the passage created by Yang Yu and others at an extremely fast speed.
Passing through layer after layer of soil, Ling Shu could see Gao Fang controlling the materialized spirit to fill the channel created by Bai Jin.
In this way, even if Yang Yu and his team managed to force back the black fog, it would still take a lot of time to reopen the cave.
There is only one day left, only one day left.
Any time he could delay would be a good thing. Even if it meant he might lose his soul, Ling Shu decided to stop Yang Yu and the others from moving forward.
After a while, Ling Shu arrived at the vast black fog.
His ethereal figure quickly spread in the black fog, constantly absorbing the surrounding spirits for his own use.
At this time, Ling Shu noticed a pair of blood-red eyes behind him.
The owner of the blood-red eyes continued to growl and was devouring the souls around him.
Ling Shu and the pair of red eyes looked at each other for a while, as if they were talking to each other, but it seemed that nothing was said.
The position of the red eyes became higher, and the crawling giant stood up from the black fog. Countless black fogs rushed towards it and wrapped him up.
The giant creature approached Ling Shu step by step. Ling Shu did not run away, nor was he afraid. He just looked into the deep distance, indicating where their common enemy was.
Suddenly, the giant creature behind Ling Shu opened its mouth, and countless black mists poured into his bloody mouth, forming a whirlpool, and even sucked Ling Shu who was not far away into his mouth.
Only a trail of white smoke was left at the location where Ling Shu had just been.
The giant creature took a step in the vast black fog and walked towards the direction that Ling Shu had just looked at.
The wind was whistling, ghosts were wailing endlessly, and the crisp chewing sounds were particularly harsh in the black fog.
(End of this chapter)