While Chen Mo, the soldiers, and Grey Skin were fighting here, the Ability Users over there received the message and began using their methods, joining forces to attack Chen Mo.
The Ability Users who had come to lend their support had been waiting for far too long. The moment many of them received the transmitted information, they could not wait to start attacking Chen Mo.
Naturally, Sorcerers relied on the ghosts in their possession to attack their enemies. With those things doing the work for them, there was no need for them to act personally.
Thus, each Sorcerer began displaying their own methods, releasing billowing black clouds like spilled ink, accompanied by all manner of emerging ghosts.
An ordinary person would have been scared out of their mind upon seeing such a sight.
The Muay Thai Masters did not make a move. They knew how Sorcerers fought, so they planned to attack alongside the ghosts once the ghosts had struck the enemy. That would yield twice the result with half the effort.
The sky above the farm plaza gradually darkened. What had been clear weather moments ago turned gloomy and dim within mere seconds, like the prelude to an approaching storm.
Ma Lijin watched everything before him, feeling both envy and helplessness.
As one of the weakest Ability Users in terms of cultivation, he naturally envied others when he saw them act. He had also chosen the path of a Sorcerer, and he had both resources and methods. Yet his cultivation had remained stuck at the very first step, which left him immensely frustrated.
More than thirty Ability Users advanced toward Chen Mo, while over twenty Sorcerers released the ghosts from their weapons. The surging black mist emerged from each of their ghost containers.
As a result, black clouds rapidly