Before it could make any further moves, the next second it saw a metallic foot fill its entire field of vision, and under the enhancement of the icy blue mist, it landed on it in an instant.
[Nuclear] How could it withstand such a heavy blow? It was kicked to pieces in one kick!
puff!
Etheric matter dissipates...
Lycaon glanced sideways as he killed a skeleton in two moves.
The remaining twenty-odd evil spirits charged forward in unison, their hands like daggers, and with a determined heart, they attacked Lycaon!
Seeing that Lycaen had killed one of their companions in just two moves, they knew they could not delay any longer and had no choice but to launch a quick attack to seize the initiative.
But... will that even work?
Lycahn's eyes narrowed, and a terrifying power suddenly erupted from his body as he twisted one leg and swung it backward!
The icy mist sprayed out in an instant, blinding all the evil spirits and skeletons, causing them to immediately lose sight of their target.
So, half of the evil spirits stopped and remained in place to observe.
Meanwhile, the other half of the evil spirit braced itself and ventured into the icy fog, aiming at the spot where Lycaon had originally been, following the location in its memory.
But it missed!
The ethereal sensation felt by their touch startled the evil spirits, while the sudden pressure and extreme cold overhead chilled them to the bone.
They desperately tried to blur their bodies, straining with all their might to burrow under the floor, attempting to escape before Lycan's attack arrived.
But soon, the heavy pressure crashing down on their backs told them that it was all too late.
"snort!"
Another cold snort.
Lycahn stood on one foot above the evil spirits, and from the point where his toes touched the ground, dozens of icicles rose up and pierced through the chests of the evil spirits.
Before long, they died from the severe cold.
The remaining half of the evil spirits were unaware of this, as the icy mist blocked all their vision, so they did not know that their companions had been completely wiped out.
But they soon found out!
boom!
Lycahn suddenly burst out of the icy mist!
The evil spirits, their cores gleaming, shrank back in shock. None of them had anticipated this moment would arrive so quickly, and one thought raced through their minds—
Could it be that his companion was not even a match for this wolf-like man in front of him?
But that's the truth. When the powerful Werewolf's fists landed on them, they realized how foolish it had been to be lured here by the battered dolls.
They are like pebbles on the roadside; their greatest contribution in their ordinary lives is to create a ripple on the path of the strong who are in a hurry to get there.
boom!
Lycahn slammed down with a powerful punch, followed by an icy aura.
It was like a wall, and no matter how the evil spirits fled, they could not escape this catastrophe like a landslide.
Bang!
The evil spirits were all killed, but Lycaon felt no joy. Instead, a thought struck him, and he raised his arm to protect his neck!
Han!
The white scythe suddenly attacked from behind, but was firmly blocked by the brass knuckles on Lykahn's fist.
Lycahn tilted his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you are indeed a despicable person who is good at sneak attacks."
However, the person behind did not say a word, and the moment the sickle was pulled back, he slashed horizontally again!
Lycahn suddenly turned around to defend himself, then retreated into the distance.
After taking a few steps to steady himself, Lycahn looked up and stared intently, his eyes narrowing slightly as he said, "I never expected you to look like this. You're truly ugly in a unique way."
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