What?
From what he heard, the Goat Monster felt as though Yang Yong and the others had prepared for this long ago and had been planning to kill him all along.
The Goat Monster instantly grew alert, his vertical pupils contracting sharply.
But... it was already too late.
Just as he was about to pull away and flee, ripples spread through the air.
His body had already begun to turn incorporeal...
Yet the killing intent surging in from every direction had already woven an airtight net.
It was not just Yang Yong.
Everyone else was giving it their all, too.
Attack after attack poured down like a torrential rain, cutting off every route of retreat.
No one noticed Wang Ying, who had long been poised to strike, lurking in the shadows.
Whoosh...
A flash of blade light suddenly slashed out.
This time, it was not an ordinary slash visible to the eye.
On the Black Gold Bone Blade, the blade spirit, the Eerie General, emerged in possession of the weapon.
Half his body squeezed out of the blade, his armor covered in rust, eerie green ghost flames burning in his eye sockets.
He held the blade-or rather, he was the blade.
The instant that slash swept out, even the air let out a piercing shriek.
Something was forcibly torn apart.
At that moment, its tremendous power to harm Eerie erupted without restraint.
Even the Goat Eerie had not been prepared for this.
He had thought Wang Ying's slash would be just like before...
Able to scatter the black mist, but without any real offensive power.
A slash like that would, at most, knock him back a few steps if it landed on him. It could not even break his skin.
But... he had never imagined that Wang Ying would open