Wang Ergou's body was frozen in place, his hands still outstretched forward, and his face was filled with undisguised joy.

After being struck by the white, eerie light, countless thread-like things appeared on Wang Ergou's body, just like spider silk.

Before long, Wang Ergou was completely surrounded, like a silkworm in its cocoon!

Zhang Xiaoyao: Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

The people in line: Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ

"What on earth is happening? It looks terrifying!"

"Who says otherwise? Could this Wang Ergou be a mutant?"

What evolutionary path did he originally take?

"Don't ask me, how could I possibly know!"

...

Zhang Xiaoyao was at a loss as to what to do.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Xiaoyao ordered everyone to step back.

Just as Zhang Xiaoyao was about to split the cocoon open with his sword at the ninth level, the cocoon split open from the inside by itself.

Zhang Xiaoyao and the others in line were stunned by what they saw, and were so frightened that they split apart on the spot.

Zhang Xiaoyao: Crack > (￣▽￣ = ￣︿￣)< Open

After the cocoon was opened, all that remained of the original Wang Ergou was a thin layer of human skin.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the human skin floated lightly to the ground.

Beneath the human skin were a cluster of white, insect-sized ghosts.

If someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they would definitely faint on the spot from fright.

"Everyone back off! This thing is strange!" Zhang Xiaoyao shouted.

The sword hummed as Zhang Xiaoyao finished speaking and immediately commanded his flying sword to shoot towards the densely packed ghosts.

Before the flying sword even arrived, the newly hatched ghosts had already scattered and fled.

Even though a few unlucky ghosts were pierced by the flying sword, they were only shrunk a little bit and were not destroyed.

"Hiss~" Zhang Xiaoyao had a bad feeling after seeing his sure-fire attack miss.

Yesterday, Zhang Xiaoyao broke through three minor realms in one day. He thought he could show off his power today, but unexpectedly, he failed on his first attempt.

In the blink of an eye, all the insect-sized ghosts had vanished.

Fortunately, none of these ghosts fled into the military fortress; they all returned to the eerie mist.

The crowd looked at the light, floating human skin on the ground, filled with mixed emotions.

Everyone: (°ー°〃)

"Did God hear what I just said? This person is gone just like that!"

"Ah, a dying man's words are kind! He's already dead, so don't say such nasty things. I only have one thing to say." The man who was just mocking Wang Ergou suddenly changed his tone and said.

"What do you want to say?" the crowd asked, eager to hear what was going on.

All I want to say is, what a good person! It's a shame he died so late!

Everyone: ￣△￣

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and an eerie quiet settled over the city wall.

After a long while, people gradually began to speak.

"You're still the most flamboyant one! When I was drunk, I needed to lean on the wall for support, but now I don't even need that. I admire you the most!"

"Your sudden display of flirtatiousness nearly gave me a back injury!"

"I'll give you 82 points for this round, and for the remaining 18 points, I'll give you 666!"

...

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; all the past events vanish like smoke!

A stronger gust of wind blew by, and before everyone's eyes, Wang Ergou's human skin was blown directly into the eerie mist.

Perhaps Wang Ergou himself felt guilty and didn't want to cause trouble for others.

That's great, now everyone doesn't even need to collect the bodies.

In less than 5 minutes, Wang Ergou was already dead, and Zhang Xiaoyao was still somewhat at a loss.

After all, what was happening before his eyes was beyond Zhang Xiaoyao's comprehension: a sudden white light, dense cocoons, thin human skin, and a pile of white ghosts.

It happened so fast that Zhang Xiaoyao was caught off guard.

Just when everyone thought the matter would end with Wang Ergou's death, streaks of white light shot towards them!

Knowing that physical attacks were futile, Zhang Xiaoyao quickly activated his divine sense to resist the white ghost.

The ghost that attacked Zhang Xiaoyao, seeing that its attack was ineffective, immediately turned to attack others.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyao was very flustered. If everyone else was like Wang Ergou, the situation would instantly become worse.

Fortunately, the situation Zhang Xiaoyao feared did not occur.

After being struck by the ghost, none of the people remained motionless like Wang Ergou, nor did any white filaments appear on their bodies.

The group of sycophant brothers who had been cultivating in the city lord's mansion some time ago were also present. They quickly formed a formation of ten and activated their spiritual power technique—the Vajra Mantra!

At this moment, all the brothers of the "licking dog" had gained divine consciousness. With the combined power of the ten of them, a pale golden bell appeared out of thin air, enveloping the ten of them and blocking the ghost's attack.

"Brother, you're amazing! You came up with a solution in such a short time!"

"My admiration for you is like the Yellow River, flowing endlessly, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks!" Simp #2 quickly flattered Simp #1.

"Me too!" Simp #3 agreed.

"Me too!" Simp #4 wholeheartedly agreed.

...

"This is nothing. You'll all be under my command in a moment!"

"Today we'll show the others in the fortress how powerful our simp gang is!" Simp Number 1 said smugly.

"I will obey your orders, Brother, and follow your lead!" This perfectly exemplifies the self-cultivation of a simp!

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