"Forget it. Just hold on for a few more minutes and you'll see!" Vernie sighed.
Seeing that even some of the Marrow Eaters in the group did not seem to hold much hope, he felt that any explanation he gave would be futile.
If he had not seen the relevant plans within the clan, he would not have had such confidence either.
By the time the Greater Evil Spirits recovered, everyone had already run more than a thousand meters. With the naked eye alone, they could see helicopters and various armored vehicles speeding toward them in the distance.
"They're here! They're here!"
When everyone saw their rescue arriving, they could not help but grow excited, even though they had not held much hope.
What if?
They clung to that faint possibility.
"Another batch coming to die. In that case, leave all your lives behind."
"Another batch of Black Bone to harvest!"
The five Greater Evil Spirits wore the expressions of hunters spotting prey. To them, it did not matter how many more Marrow Eaters came.
In their eyes, they were all Black Bone delivering themselves to their doorstep.
Having recovered from the powerful explosion imbued with exorcising properties, the Greater Evil Spirits launched another attack on the group.
"Stop!"
Seeing the Greater Evil Spirits' movements, the rescue wizards rushing toward them unleashed all kinds of exorcising methods they had prepared in advance. Enhanced by the Marrow Eaters' power, streams of colorful energy gathered together and surged toward the Greater Evil Spirits.
On the lead vehicle, an armored vehicle resembling a tank but with an oddly cone-shaped cannon barrel—
Three black-robed Marrow Eater wizards pressed their hands against the rear of the cannon barrel, atop something resembling a control console.
Their lips moved in continuous chants.
Three visible currents of force—black,