Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 966 The Third Wave of Attack

The Stitching Captain and the Demon Demon are very similar, both having multiple arms, but the Stitching Captain is taller, with longer and more powerful arms.

It suddenly charged into the horde of demons and ghosts, like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep, catching them off guard and throwing them into chaos.

Immediately afterwards, another kneeling figure appeared.

This was a man with gray hair, wearing a white shirt and vest, with broken glasses perched on his nose, and a pale, even bluish, complexion.

A bone-chilling cold emanated from the man, and the mist around him condensed into tiny ice crystals, turning a two-meter radius around him into a fog-free zone.

“There’s no hope… Stop struggling…” The man’s voice was hoarse and carried the sound of wind, as if every word was steeped in despair. “Living is just suffering, so it’s better to die sooner, and then…we can go find our family together…”

A demon noticed the man, waved its arms, and pounced on him.

However, the moment it stepped within two meters of the man, its legs suddenly went weak, and it knelt down, its hands trembling as it reached for its neck, as if some invisible force had choked it.

"Oh, you don't want to live anymore either?"

The man slowly raised his head, revealing cloudy eyes beneath his glasses. A huge gash was clearly visible in his throat, from which blood mixed with ice crystals was flowing freely, leaving a dark red trail where he had crawled.

"Here, this is for you. I used it before, please don't mind it."

The man slowly pulled a blood-stained dagger from his neck and handed it to the demon. The demon took the dagger and, without hesitation, slit his own throat!

"See, I didn't lie to you, it works really well."

……

The stitching team leader is already a familiar face.

The desperate man was the historian who left his final words in "The True Story of Strange Cases".

After realizing that the world was beyond saving, he ended his life in despair in the freezer and transformed into a powerful ghost. This ghost's ability was to transmit his despair, causing the creatures around him to end their own lives like him... But as long as the freezer is not opened, one will not be attacked by it.

Both evil spirits were currently being controlled by Shi Yan.

Before the final battle, Wu Xian took Shi Yan to search for the relatively powerful evil spirits in the blessed land.

After finding the evil spirit, Shi Yan used the "Taiyi Salvation Sutra" to purify the spirit's soul, and the remaining body became Shi Yan's puppet.

Unfortunately, there weren't many evil spirits in the blessed land that met the requirements, so Shi Yan only managed to control these two. However, the addition of two new evil spirits was enough to change the course of the battle.

With the addition of new forces, along with the headless executioner and the assistance of Wu Xian and two others, the balance of power in the battle quickly shifted.

The battle was brutal, but the evil spirits bore the brunt of the carnage; of the three evil spirits, only the scholar ghost remained alive.

In the end, the last demon, in despair, slit its own throat with a knife.

Bang, bang!

"Pretty!"

The eleven newcomers hanging from the ceiling clapped excitedly, and Hao Ze even whistled. They witnessed the entire thrilling battle.

Although some of the scenes were too stimulating for elderly people like Li Weigong, fortunately they had taken nitroglycerin tablets beforehand...

The time was 4:48 a.m.

There are only a dozen minutes left before the end of the blessed land, and the final wave of evil attacks.

Wu Xian and the other two were basically unharmed, and they didn't even have to use their true abilities. This made the newlyweds extremely excited. After suffering in the blessed land for so long, they finally saw a glimmer of hope. Even Wang Wei and Luo Caixia showed a long-lost look of relief on their faces.

But there was no joy on Wu Xian's face.

He stared at the ceiling and called out, "Magistrate Meng, don't you want to talk to me some more?" "Talk about what? Your brilliant victory? The utter failure of my carefully laid out offensive?"

Meng Longtu's voice came from all directions, his tone filled with gritted teeth and hatred, as if he found it hard to accept that the second round of attacks had failed so easily.

"Just wait, you won't be laughing for long. I'll give you a surprise."

After saying this, Meng Longtu stopped talking.

The newlyweds felt that he was simply raging incompetent rage.

Wu Xian scratched his head, sighed softly, and didn't want to spoil everyone's good mood.

……

when……

Two minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the Red Sun Clock rang.

The crowd's expressions turned serious. They all knew that the final wave of attacks was coming. If they survived, they would live; if they didn't, everyone would die!
call!
Just like the previous two times, the demon appeared silently around the group.

But this time there were even fewer, roughly estimated at only thirty or so. They were all hunched over, facing away from the crowd in a strange posture.

In the instant the echoes of the bells faded, these hunched ghosts straightened their backs, their limbs blooming like chrysanthemums. They still had many arms, but this time each ghost held a short knife in its hand!

The knife was rusty, stained with blood and dirt, and the blade was about a foot long, as if it had just been taken from a crime scene!

Wu Xian's expression finally changed.

A famous boxer once said, "There is a high wall between unarmed and armed combat."

This phrase perfectly describes these demonic accomplices. When these already dangerous multi-armed monsters take up weapons, their destructive power will increase exponentially!

Click, click-click.
Amidst the sickening grinding of bones, the demonic ghouls slowly stretched their necks, tilting their heads at an almost broken angle to look at the crowd behind them, their faces twisting into terrifying smiles.

Their eyes were no longer empty; they seemed to possess wisdom and emotion.

The next second, more than thirty demon ghouls launched an attack simultaneously!

The first to be attacked was the scholar demon. He looked at the approaching demonic accomplices and said in a hoarse voice, "I can see that you are as empty as I am..."

The demon closest to him, as if bewitched by some force, trembled and turned the tip of his knife toward his own throat.

puff!
The next second, a sharp knife pierced through the air and plunged into the scholar demon's chest.

The scholar ghost lowered its head in bewilderment, and then several demonic ghosts screamed and swarmed forward. Countless blades rained down like a storm, and in just a few breaths, the scholar ghost was chopped into a pile of chilling minced meat.
The last friendly evil spirit has died!

Wu Xian's pupils dilated.

From their very first encounter, he was certain that these demonic accomplices were more than just armed.

Their speed and power have both improved to some extent, and their tactics are no longer monotonous; they can even use throwing knives!

"Be careful……"

Wu Xian turned his head, about to remind Luo Caixia and Wang Wei.

They discovered that Luo Caixia had been stabbed several times and was covered in blood. She was trembling as she used wound medicine to treat herself, while Wang Wei was struggling to maintain the Golden Bell Shield, using the illusory bell shadow to protect the two of them.

In addition, nearly ten demonic ghouls, grinning maliciously, surrounded Wu Xian from all directions.

(End of this chapter)