At least a hundred skeleton soldiers were swept into the fray, crushed into ash by that unstoppable magic light.
In contrast, the Heart-devouring Demons that bathed in the magic fog seemed unscathed, even appearing to be nourished by it.
Twenty squids emerged from the dense fog, their enormous pupils and spindle-shaped heads looming over the entire battlefield.
Alex commanded the hired musketeers to lift their guns and shoot, but they were quickly entangled by the Heart-devouring Demons flooding through the gaps in their lines, forcing them into close combat.
"So it's a numbers game, huh?"
Forcefully shrugging off two lizard ghosts clinging by his side, Mel sent Bond flying with a kick, sneering in Luo Yan's direction.
"Will you continue? You coward who only hides behind puppets and plays tricks!"
He had already noticed it.
The reason these ghosts were tough to deal with wasn't that they were strong, but purely because they were layered with too many status magics.