The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

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In the thick fog.

Sanlang! The eldest brother was covered in cold sweat. He raised his hand tremblingly, put it to his mouth and shouted loudly.

But got no response.

Sanlang!!

Erlang wiped the sweat from his forehead and called his brother eagerly and loudly from the side.

What to do! Saburo is silent!

Erlang frowned tightly and spoke worriedly and anxiously to his elder brother standing behind him.

Is something going to happen to him? Erlang turned his head worriedly and looked behind him.

Brother...?

! His pupils shrank suddenly and he staggered back two steps.

The eldest brother who was originally standing behind.

has disappeared.

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At the foot of the mountain.

The swordsman in black uniform covered his nose and stared dumbly at the thick fog in front of him.

The crow stood on his shoulder, its orange eyes locked on the red soul in the thick fog.

...It's such a thick fog!

Mt. Saagiri...has there ever been such a thick fog before?

The swordsman in black clothes held the sword at his waist and murmured in horror:

...Vampire magic?

Gah! Don't worry!

The eagle crow stood on his shoulder and shouted: I'm here! You won't lose your way, and you won't be ambushed by a trap!

But...if this fog is poisonous, I can't help! Karma!

Other team members are on their way too! Karma!

“I can’t control that much anymore!!”

The swordsman in black covered the wound on his waist. He gritted his teeth, turned his head and took a deep breath. He held his breath and rushed into the thick fog resolutely!

Gah!! I haven't inhaled yet!!

The thick fog surged, and the screams of crows could be heard faintly.

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On the mountainside.

Shang Quannai held the evil ghost's head with his hands and looked at him tenderly.

The evil ghost's withered face was filled with astonishment.

His two shrunken and withered scarlet eyeballs stared blankly at Shang Quannai, his mouth slightly opened, not daring to move.

——Is this guy... a human?

The evil ghost's body was very huge, and its skeletal and withered body lay prone in the thick fog. Its head was held at a right angle by Shang Quannai's hands.

The evil ghost looked at the strange scarlet color in Shang Quannai's eyes, and became more and more frightened!

——I always feel like... I've seen it somewhere before... It looks so scary...!

——I can’t feel that he’s standing here… I can’t feel it at all…! !

——Not human! !

--run! ! Gotta run! !

The evil ghost put his hands on the ground to support his body and keep his head at a height that could be held by these hands. He was so frightened by instinct that he did not dare to move.

——Otherwise you will die! !

Shang Quannai smiled, leaning down the evil ghost's neck and looking at his body hidden in the thick fog.

The huge black skeleton, with a thin layer of skin covering the middle, could not be seen at a glance in the thick fog.

Shang Quannai squinted his eyes, and [Transparent World] instantly opened, and the surrounding dense fog disappeared completely from his field of vision in an instant.

And this so-called huge skeletal ghost also turned into a thin, black, ordinary evil ghost.

Everything is just a cover-up.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the bone knife at his waist.

But it came up empty.

...Ah, by the way, the bone knife... Shang Quannai held the evil ghost's head in one hand. He looked down at his empty waist and murmured: Probably at Ganlu Temple...

If I make it again... Shang Quanna subconsciously touched his thigh, but suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a child sitting next to him.

He turned his head and glanced at Saburo, who was holding the tree and shivering, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes. His hand on his thigh slowly relaxed.

——Such a young child...witnessing the process of making bone knives with my own eyes will probably...leave a psychological shadow.

Thinking about it, Shang Quannai pinched the evil spirit's Tianling Cap with his hand, squatted down, gently rubbed Saburo's head, and said softly:

Be at ease, close your eyes, it's okay.

Uh-huh!!

Sanlang looked at Shang Quannai who stretched out his hand and trembled with fear. After hearing what he said, he nodded vigorously with trembling, and then closed his eyes tightly.

He clung to the tree trunk and remained motionless.

The evil ghost looked at Shang Quannai who was comforting Saburo, and the dry eyeballs in his empty eyes lit up!

——Now! Gotta get out of here! !

--run! !

[Vampire Art·Cloud and Waves]!

A thick fog suddenly filled up under the evil ghost, swallowing him whole!

...Vampire magic?

Shang Quannai turned around. It seemed that because he was holding the evil ghost's head with one hand, the mist slowly climbed up his body.

...How long has it been...even the ghosts who can use the blood ghost technique have come out... Shang Quannai murmured in a deep voice. He looked at the clouds and mist in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but become heavy.

A figure in the memory slowly emerged, and Shang Quannai's face became even more gloomy.

Out of curiosity to meet a ghost who knew the art of vampirism for the first time, Shang Quannai squeezed his head tightly without killing him first.

After all, to kill a ghost with bare hands, you have to beat his soul to half a disability, which is very troublesome.

As the evil ghost's expression changed from frightened to horrified, the clouds gradually covered Shang Quannai, who was holding his head.

Finally, the two ghosts disappeared together in front of Saburo.

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for a long time.

Saburo opened his eyes slightly tentatively and looked up tremblingly.

Except for the thick fog, there is nothing else around.

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Gah! On the left! They suddenly moved their position!

The crow shouted, pointing out the location of the swordsman in black who was running in the thick fog.

Because we were in the thick fog, we couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, so we could only use left and right to identify the location.

Left side! Got it! The swordsman in black had a solemn expression. He pulled out the Nichirin sword that had not changed color from his waist, and was ready to fight at any time.

Creaking…

The dry branches on the ground were crushed with one foot.

Keep rushing towards the left.

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As the distance got closer, a faint sound reached the ears of the swordsman in black.

...don't...help...

...You know...this...ghostcraft?

…Help!!

As the sound became clearer, the originally thick fog around him gradually became thinner.

The swordsman in black held his sword in one hand and cautiously approached the south.

boom!

A muffled sound came from above, and the swordsman in black subconsciously looked up!

Ohhhhhhh!!! A black image flew backwards as fast as a kite with its string broken!

boom!

After breaking several trees, it stopped flying and fell down.

The black shadow struggled to get up. The swordsman in black immediately held the sword with both hands, turned around, took a deep breath, and pointed the tip of the sword at the twisted black shadow.

——It’s a ghost!

The black-clothed swordsman looked at the skeletal figure of the black shadow slowly rising up, and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

At this time, Shang Quanna was standing behind the swordsman in black.

He looked at the white word annihilation on the back of the black-clothed swordsman and was stunned.

The swordsman in black glanced out of the corner of his eye and seemed to see Shang Quannai behind him. He immediately stood in front of Shang Quannai, shook the sword in his hand, and shouted:

Please stay behind me! I will protect you!!