"It's over, Ruby."
Baal's voice carried a trace of melancholy as he raised his left hand and lightly wiped at his eye.
Then, he lifted his right hand slightly and pointed forward.
The evil spirits that had originally been split to either side received their command in an instant. In a vast black swarm, accompanied by shrieks and howls, they charged at everyone, Ruby included.
Ruby sent out the blood-red hexagram array she had barely managed to create, instantly clearing away the evil spirits before her.
But she collapsed to the ground as well.
Even with Marrow Rot replenishing her once more, it could not restore the backlash against her willpower—unless she could devour Black Bone like an evil spirit, or Wu Heng unleashed his true power.
"Ruby, how are you?" Hank and Ash both looked concerned.
Hank continuously created powder, drawing upon Black Bone's power.
Whenever he scattered a cloud of powder, seven or eight evil spirits in front of him would instantly lose their minds, attacking one another and fighting in a bloody frenzy.
But they would soon be swallowed up by the evil spirits behind them.
It could only temporarily keep the evil spirits from closing in completely.
Ash, meanwhile, held two possessed evil spirits nearly 1.9 meters tall, one in each hand by their feet, using them as two flesh hammers and swinging them wildly.
He smashed them into the oncoming evil spirits.
With every blow, two or three evil spirits were pounded into pulp. The recoil also battered the human evil-spirit weapons in his hands until, after only a few exchanges, all that remained was a short section of shinbone.
All the other flesh had snapped off at the knees from the force of the impacts, merging with the evil spirits that had been crushed