Countless streams of black mist darted about within them, all emitting wails like ghosts crying and wolves howling. They were all evil spirits.
Rustling sounds rose from beneath the ground, while large numbers of walking corpses appeared above it, along with those bizarre, possessing evil spirits.
Moving as fast as cheetahs—perhaps even faster—they charged in this direction.
In an instant, it was like wolves entering a flock of sheep.
Death, wailing, rivers of blood!
The refugees had no ability to resist. Amid endless cries, the entire refugee camp was subjected to relentless slaughter.
Having discovered the situation here, the Marrow Eater had originally intended to rush over and provide support.
But when he came within a hundred meters and saw the scene clearly, he abruptly stopped, quickly backed away, and pulled out his communication device to urgently contact the clan territory.
"Report! Report! The southern chaos zone has been invaded by a massive number of evil spirits. We are unable to resist. Requesting reinforcements, requesting instructions."
A voice quickly came through the communicator. "Approximately how many are there?"
"Report, unclear, but there are at least fifty thousand!"
The communicator fell silent for less than two seconds before promptly issuing an order: "We are short on manpower. Notify all Marrow Eaters in the chaos zones to shrink their defensive perimeter and withdraw from the refugee areas."
"We have no other choice."
"Yes!" the reporter answered decisively.
Being at the scene, he could feel even more keenly the oppressive sense of helplessness, the feeling that resistance was impossible.
The instant the councilor in the clan territory ended the call, he received urgent reports from the east and north. The situation was the same: all three directions had simultaneously suffered evil spirit invasions.
For the temporary zone in the north, he issued the