Drug Chaser instinctively activated his insight technique. Pure white light welled up in his eye sockets, while the longsword in his hand became wreathed in baleful energy infused with killing power.
This was the Swordsman's passive skill—Baleful Shock!
It was specially designed to break ghosts, phantoms, and evil entities.
He entered combat mode in an instant, yet he still could not make up his mind. Silencing them was not what he wanted, but abandoning his post—and even leaving the Five Elements Alliance—was even more unacceptable.
He was caught in a dilemma!
The "Wanderer of the Human World" behind the pillar was not nearly as conflicted. He sprang from the shadows without hesitation. He was a gaunt, gloomy man with ugly features. Naturally, this was not his true face. Illusionists were the finest disguise masters in the world, capable of changing their appearance, demeanor, and aura anytime, anywhere.
The Wanderer of the Human World dragged a dark, unfathomable whip in his left hand, illusory runes floating around its length. It was clearly an item designed specifically to target spiritual bodies.
In his right hand, he held a bronze mirror the size of a washbasin, aiming it at the female vengeful spirit hovering in midair within the garage.
He intended to force Drug Chaser into making a choice through his actions.
Given the current situation, fleeing the Five Elements Alliance or confessing his crimes both came at an unbearable cost. By comparison, killing an unrelated official saint was the best option.
Drug Chaser's face twitched, his jaw muscles bulging as though he had made some decision. He raised his sword to stop the Wanderer of the Human World and said in a deep voice:
"Let's go!"
The Wanderer of the Human World stared coldly at him. "Are you sure you want to