Outside Ninggu City's outer city.
It had already become a slaughterhouse.
The Vicious Ghosts pouring out from the inner city were like beasts released from their cages, rampaging through the streets.
They feared neither bullets nor blades, not even fire.
Bullets only left shallow holes in their bodies, which quickly healed. Blades drew no reaction from them at all; instead, they would drag the person holding the weapon into the water.
The allied soldiers retreated again and again.
Only the few Special Ability Users who had entered the city with the army could fight the Vicious Ghosts.
But there were simply too many Vicious Ghosts.
It was only a drop in the bucket.
"Don't panic! Retreat in an orderly manner!"
An allied captain waved his saber, trying to organize an orderly withdrawal.
There was no way to fight the Vicious Ghosts!
But with Vicious Ghosts flooding in from every direction,
he had no idea where they could run.
More than a dozen soldiers stood behind a barricade with rifles in hand, firing wildly at the Vicious Ghosts surging toward them. Muzzle flashes flickered in the darkness, illuminating those twisted figures.
One Vicious Ghost had been hit by more than a dozen bullets.
Its body was riddled with holes like a sieve, yet it still walked forward step by step.
Bullets had torn open its abdomen, revealing an empty abdominal cavity. There were no organs inside, only a mass of writhing black mist.
It reached the barricade.
It stretched out a pale hand and grabbed the edge of it.
"Fall back into the buildings!" the captain shouted.
But the moment the words left his mouth, another Vicious Ghost emerged from the building beside them.
Screams rang out.
The defensive line collapsed.
The same scene played out everywhere.
The soldiers scattered in