The Marrow Eaters across the entire Seventeenth Defense Line saw the two people they had come to rescue doing their best to help, and a sense of relief appeared on their previously grim faces.
They had originally felt that the tribal lands were truly confused, unable to understand why they were protecting these five people who had drawn such an enormous calamity of evil spirits.
Calling them a disaster would not have been an exaggeration.
Yet the order from the tribal lands had been to spare no expense.
"Thank you for your efforts," Anthony said gratefully.
Though in his view, this would probably be of little use. Judging from the commotion behind them, the flood-like horde of evil spirits was no longer something people without military organization—even Marrow Eaters—could resist.
Unless the entire tribal lands were mobilized.
Some of the Marrow Eaters turned their eyes toward Ash, Wu Heng, and Kelly.
It was as if they were asking: Ruby and Hank had already done their part. What about you? Were you not planning to do anything?
Kelly looked at Ash sheepishly, gave him a meaningful look, and raised her brows, seemingly conveying, It's up to you, boss.
Ash spread his hands helplessly and said outright, "Don't look at me. I'm just a fighter. All I know is how to wield a chainsaw and chop up evil spirits. I don't know any spells or anything like that."
"My apologies," Anthony said, apologizing on behalf of the few team members' looks.
Everyone was speeding forward.
But at their speed, even though the vehicle had eight wheels, it was still human technology in the end. It could not compare with those evil spirits that could float.
Before long, the overcast clouds that blotted out the sky rapidly closed in overhead.
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