And as for the two azure whale spirits, after completing their attack, they rapidly ascended, returning to the giant conch that Huajing held in his hands.
...
"Puhu! Puhu!"
The Dream Devouring Tapir charged left and right among the group of dream men.
It had always played a supportive combat role in the team.
This kind of battle, relying solely on one's own strength to take the lead, was indeed its first.
By now, it was somewhat overextended.
Fortunately, the other shikigami under its master's command finally appeared on the battlefield.
Indeed, it felt more secure to be with everyone!
"Aowang!"
The massive Inugami, bathed in fire, continually exhaling an aura of decay and antiquity, bulldozed through the dream men, rushing to the side of the little Tapir to provide support.
The blazing Karmic Fire and the crimson, corrupt miasma easily swallowed the dream men.
The pressure on the little Tapir dropped sharply, finally allowing it to catch its breath.