Once he understood what method his opponent was using, things went much more smoothly.
Liu Zhi took control of the Golden Skeleton Legion and ordered them to ignore the attacks from the ordinary people and charge straight for the umbrella.
As the Golden Skeleton soldiers charged forward, they were able to bring their full combat strength to bear.
The ordinary people couldn't stop them at all. In just a moment, the Golden Skeleton soldiers had reached the umbrella.
Watching the umbrella from afar, Liu Zhi knew that an entity of this level would surely have more at its disposal than just ordinary people as underlings.
Sure enough, as the Golden Skeletons reached the umbrella, all the eyes on it closed.
Liu Zhi, who had been watching the umbrella intently, suddenly found his vision darkening, as though the sky had instantly shifted from day to night.
Tokyo's sky hadn't been very bright to begin with, but the sudden shift to darkness was deeply unpleasant.
What was worse, Liu Zhi could sense the aura of the undead in the darkness.
He knew that if the umbrella kept growing, one day it would be able to turn all of Tokyo into a ghost realm with a single blink.
It was clear that while the umbrella didn't seem very powerful, its ambitions were anything but small.
Before Tokyo had become what it was now, there had been an agreement: Tokyo belonged to humans during the day, and to ghosts and monsters at night.
If the umbrella grew stronger, Tokyo might truly become a different place.
That aside, just having the umbrella close its eyes whenever it pleased would be more than enough to make life miserable for humanity.
However, this situation had little effect on Liu Zhi.
To him, it felt as if he