This F***ing Sequence 5?!

"Hmph, I'm afraid that's not up to you!"

The moment the words fell, another tall, gaunt shadow behind the lead, slight man stepped half a pace forward.

An invisible, chilly, spider-silk-like sticky force crossed several meters in an instant, accurately winding around Edwin's spirit body. Carrying an unquestionable intent to dominate, it attempted to burrow into his mind, strip him of control over his body, and turn him into a puppet at others' mercy.

"Oh? Interesting."

Feeling the feedback from his spirit body, Edwin's lips curved into an amused smile.

In the spiritual world imperceptible to ordinary people, he clearly "saw" the thread of spirit body attempting to bind him.

It was cold, bizarre, and full of the aura of Mental Corruption.

Yet he did not resist, nor did he sever it.

Instead, he actively extended his own consciousness and traced the line back to its source.

"You..."

The tall, gaunt shadow attempting to control Edwin shuddered violently. The eyes beneath his white mask instantly lost focus, turning hollow and bewildered. A vast power far beyond his comprehension passed through the spirit-body thread and began acting upon his spirit body in reverse.

The next moment, his body moved in a twisted, bizarre manner.

He suddenly turned around, drew a curved short blade quenched in a ghostly blue gleam from his waist, and stabbed without hesitation at the companion beside him—the lead, slight man!

The attack was swift, the angle vicious, brimming with killing intent.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The companion on the other side reacted swiftly, shoving the lead, slight man away.

The short blade skimmed across the latter's cloak, kicking up a fierce gust.

At the same time, the slight man who had been shoved aside let out a sharp roar. His voice seemed to carry a