Soul Stone

Lola's face darkened, shock and fury churning inside her. How had I run into such a monstrous enemy right after getting two war spirits?

By now, Hillsova's mutated soul had grown even larger and let out a low growl. It was not a sound, but a tremor of the soul.

Even so, as war spirits that fed on [spirits], Justin and Ivy remained eager to fight. They raced at top speed, their forms dispersing and solidifying by turns. Each time they took the shape of giant wolves, they caught the mutated soul off guard and savagely tore a huge chunk from its massive body.

Yet their attacks and bites could not keep pace with the mutated soul's frenzied growth.

By this point, Hillsova's memories and emotions had long since been obliterated. This mutated soul had transformed into an extremely dangerous eerie entity.

Lola looked grim. She had not expected the situation to become so serious. Wisely abandoning any thought of holding out to the bitter end, she immediately turned to run back and seek Green's help.

But before she could turn around, a series of clacking sounds rang out from the villa as bones knocked together. Then gun skeleton soldiers emerged from the doorway in swift, orderly succession. In mere moments, dozens of fully armed skeleton soldiers had formed ranks before the villa. Without another word, they raised their guns and fired.

Hillsova's mutated soul instinctively turned its attention to this sudden development. It abandoned its attacks on Justin and Ivy outright and stood where it was, staring at the soldiers thirty meters away.

In an instant, flames burst from the dark gun barrels, and enchanted bullets struck the enormous, twisted spirit with unerring accuracy.

This time, the mutated soul finally suffered a devastating blow. Its ink-black body was riddled