The great evil spirits had completely underestimated humanity. Though they had sensed that something was wrong by now, they only wanted even more to tear apart the annoying flies before them.
Especially the two large toys crudely pieced together in front of them. These people had relied on those two things to hold back all four of them.
As long as they could destroy those two Item No. 2 units, the people outside would become lambs awaiting slaughter, free to be crushed at will.
These top-tier wizards of the Marrow Eater clan were nearly exhausted by now. The exorcism formation they had maintained together was already on the verge of collapse.
They knew they would not be able to hold out much longer.
"Councilman Russell, we have very little dark energy left. We can hold on for three minutes at most! By then, even if we want to keep going, we simply won't have the strength," a wizard beside him said to the judgment councilman.
At that moment, the judgment councilman was also clutching a statue tightly in his hand.
Baal, Livimara, and the other two evil spirits had kept launching long-range attacks because of the statue in his hand.
They had seen Gaston's miserable state and had no desire to end up like that because of this statue.
Judgment Councilman Russell watched the battle before him expressionlessly, as though he had everything under control and was ready to throw out the statue in his hand at any moment.
In truth, only he knew that he had no confidence at all.
Only the clan chief's statue was the real thing.
The one in his hand was nothing but a convincing fake. It might be able to stop one attack from a great evil spirit, but that was all.
It posed