Chapter Fifty-Seven: Hunting Slave Souls (shuhaige.net)



The momentum of the slave spirits began to wane.

From afar, Mo Wujiang's talisman ignited, transforming into clusters of fireballs that crashed down upon the wandering slave souls.

Beside the wandering soul of the slave, countless mirrors seemed to appear, reflecting various illusions of being sideways, forward, facing, or with one's back turned.

"Illusion" performed using martial arts!

This illusion cannot make a sound, so it has almost no effect on Lu Gang, the Black Hand, in close combat. However, it can confuse Mo Wujiang and the gunmen at a greater distance, at least for a while.

Fireballs and bullets shattered the illusions, which scattered like a curtain of water, but failed to harm the real objects.

Just as the slave soul was about to lunge forward and try to break through the defenses, it suddenly saw countless black hands of Lu Gang standing in front of it and surrounding it.

Each one made a sound that was hard to distinguish as real or fake.

This is an illusion. An illusion created by Royal from "Infiltrating the Shadows of the World"!

If the Slave Soul were to use "Aura Impact" to break the illusion at this moment, he would be unable to face Black Hand Lu Gang's attack for a short time, which would be a difficult choice.

But then Black Hand Lu Gang suddenly saw a mirror appear on the body of the slave soul, and in that mirror, Black Hand Lu Gang saw himself, and countless versions of himself.

Countless slave souls appeared simultaneously, "copying" the effect that worked on the black hand Lu Gang!

The illusions, with their realistic touch, temperature, sound, and sight, clashed with the originals, like two cloned armies crushing each other. The illusions, lacking any protective aura, were shattered one after another.

boom!

Left with no other choice, Lu Gang unleashed a powerful aura, sweeping away the surrounding illusions.

But this will also shatter the illusion that Luo You has created for him, and may even shatter Luo You's "infiltration into the shadows of the world".

There was no other way. How terrifying was an army of Qi Realm cultivators? Even if most of them were illusions, they were enough to give slave souls a chance to slip away in the chaos.

At the foot of the watchtower.

This is the escape route chosen by the wandering slave souls.

After its overwhelming aura swept over the area, its pupils, devoid of any white, froze.

It saw another person, swept away by the aura, who was definitely not an illusionist, standing at the foot of the watchtower.

The man wore a distinctive black wide-brimmed hat, light armor, and black iron boots, with a long sword and a short sword at his waist.

The faint smile on his face was like that of prey caught in a trap.

Beside him, soldiers stood in neat rows, rifles in hand.

Without hesitation, the slave spirit activated its Shadow Cloak once more and vanished from sight.

This is the third time it has used the shadow raincoat.

Normally, it might seek another way to break through, but the slave soul is not so rational.

It charged toward "Black Hand Lu Gang" below the watchtower.

boom!

It stepped on a landmine, but the explosion was completely suppressed by its aura. The slave spirit manipulated its aura at the same time, sweeping over it in a mighty and overwhelming manner, not giving the "Black Hand Lu Gang" in front of it any chance to use any illusions.

For this reason, it even chose to turn its back on the real mastermind, Lu Gang, at the cost of injury.

The slave's soul's straight sword came before "Black Hand Lu Gang," but it was empty again.

Because it discovered that the real "black hand Lu Gang" was actually on the other side of the watchtower.

This is not an illusion; it's a visual illusion.

Behind him, Black Hand Lu Gang's short sword fell to the ground. He drew a magic seal with his left hand towards the slave soul. The slave soul was instantly stunned and confused. This, along with the exhaustion caused by his vigorous charge and the fatigue from repeatedly using martial arts, created a brief stiffness.

But soon, the slave's wandering soul will be able to break through this rigidity.

The "Black Hand Lu Gang" held a talisman in his hand, which transformed into a line of lightning and magnetism, pulling towards the iron ball connected to the leg chains of the slave soul enveloped in an aura.

In the past, the slave soul could easily dodge, but in this brief moment, he was unable to dodge effectively.

At the same time, human arms reached out from under the slave soul's feet, grabbing at them.

Priest Li Si, clad in full knight's armor, had already arrived and was using his abilities as a corpse driver to assist in the battle from afar.

Under Huang Yuanlong's command, the soldiers aimed and fired at the wandering slave spirits in unison, and gunfire erupted.

Morris burned the runes, and fireballs flew out one after another.

A stationary target is much easier to hit than a moving target!

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