Sure enough, once Jiang Cheng fell into a standstill, Closed Door Old Man stopped moving too. It was as if only two empty shells remained.
After the successful strike, the Night Watch side changed again. The Candle Bearer turned around and clasped his hands toward the two behind him. "The time has come. I must ask Senior Evil Spirit and Senior Happy Wife to make your move!"
The man called Evil Spirit was two meters tall, with a square face and a gaunt build. Wrinkled skin was wrapped in a layer of yellow mud. Happy Wife, standing beside him, was the opposite: a short, plump woman with a round face and a protruding belly. Her eyes were narrowed, and a conspicuous red mole sat at the corner of her lips.
"Those two old monsters!" No. 13 cried in alarm.
Evil Spirit struck first. He stamped his foot, and the ground beneath him seemed to change, rippling like water. Then his whole body sank underground.
The ripples quickly spread toward the battlefield. Many people were caught off guard and sank into them. The ground beneath their feet turned muddy, and the battlefield had become a vast quagmire.
The mud kept climbing after it engulfed their legs, as if it had a mind of its own. It wormed its way toward their faces, forcing itself into their mouths and noses. Cries of agony rose across the battlefield. The victims included not only the soldiers in camouflage and the Dark Army, but also powerful fighters on the Night Watch side. It was a large-scale indiscriminate attack, and its effects were devastating.
More importantly, Su Xiaoxiao's ability had been interrupted. The cracks in the ground, through which she summoned monster bones, were clogged with mud. The monster skeletons that had already appeared were trapped