The Evil Spirits' behavior was truly terrifying. And by terrifying, it wasn't just their abilities that were frightening—their condition was as well.
These Evil Spirits were utterly crazed. Even if they had to perish alongside their enemies, they would still kill them. It couldn't be helped; the Evil Spirits hated the Mysterious Organization too deeply. Coupled with the influence of Resentment Energy, even if all they had left was a mouth, they would still desperately bite those soldiers to death.
For example, one Fire Element Evil Spirit rushed directly into the soldiers and detonated himself. Though he was blown to pieces, he did not care in the slightest. As he looked at the soldiers he had killed, every chunk of his flesh was smiling, looking immensely delighted.
Honestly, the sight was extremely bizarre. Those pieces of flesh were smiling—though there was no sound, everyone could somehow tell that he was laughing. Then, while laughing, the flesh reassembled itself and returned to its original form. He burst into loud laughter and charged toward the next wave of soldiers.
"Isn't this too insane?"
The two Commanders felt their scalps tingle. How were they supposed to fight this? Before they could come up with a tactic, an accident occurred—the two legions ahead of them ran toward them.
The Mysterious Organization's legions were all elite forces; that much was true. Under normal circumstances, they would never flee.
But this was not a normal situation. The Evil Spirits could not be killed no matter how many times they were slaughtered, and their methods were vicious and deranged. In a short time, around half the soldiers had been brutally killed. Moreover, the situation was completely one-sided, with no hope of victory in sight.
Under such circumstances, the soldiers were naturally on the verge of collapse and