"Isn't this entertaining?" Han Jin grinned. "There are even better ones." This said, two paper charms appeared in his hands and turned into two wisps of thin smoke. Ten ghosts emerged on the battlefield, cooperating with the wooden giants, who were on the defensive, to launch counterattacks.
"My gods... Ghosts!"
"That guy is a wizard! A wizard!!" The guards were a mess. Though they had no experience in fighting with a wizard, they knew how terrifying one could be. Before the ten ghosts had even displayed their power, the group of guards had already started to collapse. Leopold suffered even worse as he had already fainted.
For this group of low grade professionals, a combination of wooden giants and ghosts was exceptionally horrible. As long as the ghosts closed up and attached their bodies, the knights would lose their sight and could only swing their weapons at random. But the wooden giants were not affected; their punches remained solid and accurate.