The King Organization had seized the timing with frightening precision. The instant the dead souls summoned by He Yin'er dissipated, they chose to strike. And it was not just one King, but three. When they attacked, they had not even considered Zhou Deng beside her.
Clearly, He Yin'er was their primary target. Only after killing her would they consider dealing with the other captains.
He Yin'er's body was rapidly being eroded by darkness. She seemed about to vanish entirely, with only the worn old garment imprinted with ghostly patterns on her body able to resist the erosion.
At the moment of the attack, He Yin'er saw what the three people looked like.
One was a sinister, short freak dressed as a clown. One was a terrifying man in a captain's uniform, his face continuously rotting away. The last had a blurred black-and-white form, like a projected image.
From the intelligence Liu San had provided last time, the codenames of these three King Organization members immediately surfaced in her mind. They were the Clown, Captain, and Projectionist.
The Projectionist had previously fought Yang Jian, Li Lepeng, and Cao Yang at the Hong Kong docks. He had nearly killed Cao Yang. If Yang Jian had not ultimately traded the life of a King to get Cao Yang back, Cao Yang would already have died at that man's hands.
"The Captain and the Projectionist are attacking."
He Yin'er felt that her body was not merely being swallowed by darkness. Part of her limbs was being pulled away from reality and drawn into an unknown supernatural place. She had no way to resist the process. Her body had long since gone numb, even though she still had many unused mediums on her.
The Soul Summoner's supernatural summoning ability had been sealed, making it impossible