"Fu Yun! Kong Nan! How could it be them! They're also at the second tier!!"
At this point, some people had already closed their eyes in despair and knelt down on the ground.
Despite facing such a desperate situation, Fang Xiu remained calm.
He was thinking that not all the spirit masters in Green Vine City were controlled by nightmares. Some of them must have had their spirituality devoured, while others were hiding in various corners, fighting against the dream.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been only three Spirit Masters as slaves. Nightmare probably saw that they were second-tier and relatively powerful, so it didn't devour them but instead transformed them into slaves.
Is this all the Nightmare has up its sleeve?
No, that's not right, there's also Bai Qi.
Bai Qi disappeared for a long time and never appeared again. It is unknown whether he is alive or dead.
Soon, the three Spirit Masters, Ghost Slaves, led their Ghost Slaves army in an attack.
Fang Xiu quickly subdued the men who had just been killed by the earth spikes and used their blood to ignite the bronze candlestick.
Boom boom boom!
The powerful attack struck the pale green candlelight, causing it to flicker as if it would be extinguished at any moment.
The bodies of those people were turning into mummies at a visible speed; clearly, they couldn't even last a minute under such an intense attack.
Seeing that they were about to be wiped out, Fang Xiu's lips curled into a confident smile.
"Brother Xiu, what time is it, how can you still laugh?" Zhao Hao said, his face pale and his legs shaking.
"Haven't you noticed that these demonic slaves are becoming increasingly sluggish, and even their attack power is weakening?"
"Who has the mind to care about this anymore? Maybe they're just tired. What does that prove?"
Fang Xiu smiled slightly: "This means my plan has succeeded."
(There will be another chapter later)
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