Uncle Fu, who subconsciously categorizes modern humans as ancient humans, is bound to suffer a loss. The combined combat power of the Ninth Squad is definitely no less than that of a ninth-tier unit, and the ghost artifact can also damage ghosts that can transform into spirits.
Uncle Fu has two skills to avoid damage: one is spiritification, and the other is the spell [Smoke Transformation].
But these were no problem for Xie Huai'an, one of the sisters of the Impermanent Ones. Uncle Fu was constantly disturbed by the biting cold, and he knew that Fan Qianning and Xie Huai'an were his biggest obstacles.
Uncle Fu was not a reckless man; he had a backup plan for himself.
After breaking through the ice, Uncle Fu desperately tried to distance himself from the Ninth Squad. After finally managing to create some distance, the candy jar in Uncle Fu's hand returned to its original form, a black handbell.
He swung the handbell rapidly, making a loud noise. Chi Miaomiao shook her head uncomfortably; the sound made her uncomfortable.
Yan Tu's map alerted her. She looked at the map and saw a dense cluster of red dots appearing around her, indicating that all the demons in the old district had been awakened.
The automatically zoomed map also showed that all the ghost tribes south of Guangzhou were approaching this area.
The ghost energy detector emitted a piercing alarm, but the rising concentration of ghost energy exceeded its detection range, causing the alarm to grow softer and softer until it finally stopped beating altogether.
Uncle Fu gave a cold laugh.
"I underestimated you."
Ghostly figures appeared behind him, and gray-blue ghostly figures also emerged around the Ninth Squad.
Yan Tu frowned and said, "This is bad. That ghost clan has summoned all the ghost clans in the southern district of Yangcheng."
Chi Miaomiao looked around and discovered that there were several other auras among them that were about the same strength as hers.
Uncle Fu resumed his cheerful demeanor when facing Luo Zixi and the others, and his handbell transformed back into a glass candy jar filled with glistening candy balls.
"I'm going to rest for a bit. You guys can play with these human slaves. Those female slaves are pretty enough, so take good care of them."
After saying that, Uncle Fu laughed a few times, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"I'm going to capture those slave children and have a good meal. I've been hungry for a while since I woke up, and I've been waiting for this!"
Chi Miaomiao knew in her heart that something was wrong. If the ghost clan really got away, then Luo Zixi and the others who had left first would be in danger.
The reality is often worse.
The ghosts in the neighborhood were awakened by Uncle Fu, and ghosts from all over southern Guangzhou were also arriving in this neighborhood one after another.
Luo Zixi and his companions hadn't run far when they encountered a large group of ghosts. The ghosts currently existing in the human world were at least at the sixth rank, so Luo Zixi and Fu Hao had no choice but to turn around and run away with everyone.
Ghosts were gathering at the snack shop from all directions, and it was no use running around.
The corpse demons had no good way to deal with the ghost race. Bone spikes could not harm the spirit-formed ghost race, so even though Luo Zixi was an eighth-level demon, without combat experience and unable to break illusions, he was doomed.
Uncle Fu wanted to engage in some verbal sparring and give Chi Miaomiao a good taunt, but then he saw several teenagers running back, followed by his subordinates.
This made Uncle Fu burst into laughter.
"Great! I don't need to go looking for it myself, the lamb has come back on its own, hahahahahahaha————"
A piercing laugh echoed.
The surrounding demons let Luo Zixi and his group go to the Ninth Squad. Chi Miaomiao sighed inwardly, it seemed she had no choice but to use her trump card.
I didn't think I'd need it so soon, but I ended up using it on the second night of Ghost Hunting.
Chi Miaomiao took out her phone, tapped the screen a few times, and then put it away.
She smiled and gave Uncle Fu the middle finger, saying, "You won't be laughing about that later."
Uncle Fu didn't know what Chi Miaomiao's gesture meant, but Chi Miaomiao's words made him extremely unhappy.
"You sharp-tongued human slave, it seems you're tired of living. You'll suffer soon enough!" Uncle Fu waved his hand, and the surrounding ghost clan members, who were eyeing him covetously, all roared excitedly.
Chi Miaomiao, the Ninth Squad, Luo Zixi, and Fu Hao silently protected Hu Shasha and the others, who were ordinary people, in the middle. Even Fan Qianning, who was a formation master, was exposed to the enemy's attack range.
The excited roars sounded like war drums before battle, and some of the restless demons began to charge towards the group in the center.
Uncle Fu stood not far away, watching this scene with cold eyes, and unconsciously licked his lips.
"Be careful not to hurt those young human slaves, or they won't taste good."
Several teenagers trembled with fear as they saw the terrifying ghost attacking them. Hu Shasha and Mao Shanshan couldn't help but scream in terror.
Without ghost artifacts crafted from ethereal crystals, Luo Zixi and Fu Hao could only stay close to their friends under Chi Miaomiao's arrangement to prevent the ghost clan from succeeding in their attempt to ambush them.
The Ninth Squad was engaged in a fierce battle with hordes of demons, who were currently only low-level demons; the truly powerful ones were yet to come.
Individually, Chi Miaomiao and the others who are not at the ninth level will eventually succumb. The overall strength of the Ghost Clan is all above the sixth level, and no matter how well they cooperate, they will eventually run out of strength.
At that time, everyone will only be Uncle Fu's prey.
Their strength was gradually being depleted. The previous battle against the ghosts in western Yangcheng had also taken its toll, and the Ninth Squad was beginning to feel strained. Yan Tu's movements also became somewhat sluggish.
Even though they were being drained, the group remained calm and cooperated with each other. While setting up the formation, Fan Qianning also used spells to assist everyone and set up several formations with buffing effects.
To make everyone feel less uncomfortable.
The battle lasted for more than half an hour. The demons were constantly being eliminated, yet they continued to charge towards the Ninth Squad.
Zhong Jiudao was caught off guard and knocked away. The disruption of the formation changed the situation. Luo Zixi and Fu Hao exchanged a glance and quickly took over Zhong Jiudao's position.
Even though he didn't have many attack methods, Luo Zixi knew he had to step up.
Luo Zixi possesses abundant power within him, and even though he doesn't know how to use it, he still wants to fight to protect his friends.
The image of that golden figure remained etched in her heart; Tu Keke had had a profound impact on her.
Luo Zixi often felt secretly saddened, because the mistakes she made made her feel like a rat in front of Tu Keke.
Tu Keke was really cool when she fought with him to stand up for her friend. Luo Zixi could never forget what happened in the school cafeteria that day.
The phrase "protect your friends" was etched in Luo Zixi's heart; those around him were followers, not true friends.
Luo Zixi was happy to be able to fight for his friends, but he couldn't help but think of the other poor girl he had bullied.
If only I could do it all over again...
Lacking combat experience and skills, Luo Zixi struggled to keep up with the well-trained Ninth Squad.
Zhong Jiudao was also surrounded by the Ghost Clan.
Xue Yunting and Xue Yungan, who were only at the seventh level, quickly exhausted their stamina, and fatigue swept over the siblings like a tidal wave.
Chi Miaomiao clearly realized this; if she didn't reveal her trump card soon, she would really be doomed tonight.
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