Fang Yuan's gaze grew increasingly solemn as he quickly swept over the group of straw figures that had surrounded him.

One of the figures instantly caught his attention.

The scarecrow stood in the very center of all the scarecrows, wearing an old-fashioned black top hat, which made it stand out conspicuously among the group of bald scarecrows.

However, before he could get a good look at the straw man, the straw man that had surrounded him suddenly accelerated and began to spin rapidly.

The straw on their bodies stood up like sharp darts, carrying a chilling and eerie aura as they shot towards the two of them at lightning speed.

Fang Yuan's expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he bit his fingertip.

He smeared the blood on the artifact in his hand, instantly activating its power and creating a barrier in front of him.

The dense barrage of straw darts struck the barrier with a crackling sound, making his arm go numb.

There were just too many straw darts, they were everywhere, leaving them no room to dodge.

Despite Fang Yuan's best efforts to defend himself, quite a few fish still managed to slip through his net, grazing his arm and leaving several deep bloody marks.

He grew increasingly anxious and subconsciously turned his head to look in Chen Zhuo's direction.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yuan's heart leaped into his throat.

The number of straw men surrounding Chen Zhuo was several times that of those surrounding him, forming layers upon layers that almost completely obscured Chen Zhuo's figure.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt that something was wrong. He became increasingly worried about Chen Zhuo, wondering if he could handle so many straw men.

Fang Yuan immediately sped up, swung his strange weapon with his own strange energy, and slashed fiercely at a straw man that pounced on him.

The sharp, treacherous weapon sliced ​​through most of the straw on the straw man the moment it touched him, and the straw man staggered back two steps.

But the moment the straw was cut, Fang Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze on the spot.

Through the gaps in the cut straw, he could clearly see that inside the straw figure was actually a living person!

The man's eyes were closed, his face was deathly pale, and his body was tightly wrapped in straw; he had clearly lost consciousness.

Fang Yuan instantly realized that the straw figures were probably wrapped around the missing villagers.

This means that the missing colleague is very likely among them!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan felt a surge of excitement, but then his expression turned troubled, and his attacking movements faltered.

What if he goes too far and hurts the people inside?

But in that moment of hesitation, several more scarecrows pounced on him, the sharp straws tearing his shoulder.

Just then, Chen Zhuo's voice reached Fang Yuan's ears from within the encirclement.

Compared to Fang Yuan's panting, Chen Zhuo's voice was much calmer.

"If you want to save people, you can't leave them unharmed."

If you hesitate now, and they are completely assimilated by the supernatural, it will be too late to save them.

One sentence instantly enlightened Fang Yuan.

He snapped back to his senses, the hesitation in his eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by determination.

No longer holding back, he gripped the treacherous weapon tightly and immediately launched a full-scale counterattack.

As the scarecrow's encirclement drew closer, Fang Yuan took a deep breath and completely released his control over his mind.

A strange aura erupted from his body, instantly enveloping him.

His fingernails were turning a strange blackish-purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the fingernails were growing wildly, reaching nearly ten centimeters in length in just the time it takes to breathe.

Those jet-black, eerie fingernails gleamed with a cold, icy light under the moonlight.

He suddenly grabbed forward with both hands, creating a gust of wind mixed with a strange aura.

Wherever the gale passed, all the strange straw men that rushed at them instantly developed several claw marks on their bodies, like those of wild beasts tearing at them, and the outer layer of straw was immediately torn to shreds.

After releasing his inner gate and gaining strange abilities, Fang Yuan's strength increased significantly. In just a short while, he managed to break out of the straw dolls' encirclement all by himself.

The price of using strange powers was enormous; his face grew increasingly pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He was swaying precariously, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

But right now, he can't care about those things.

Just as Fang Yuan regained his footing and caught his breath, he was horrified to discover that Chen Zhuo had not yet broken out of the encirclement!

More and more straw figures surged in from all directions, converging on Chen Zhuo's direction, and the encirclement tightened.

Fang Yuan was startled: "Could something have happened to the big boss?"

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rushed over to rescue Chen Zhuo from the encirclement.

Just as all the straw figures had completely gathered and Fang Yuan was about to rush over,

An eerie aura of extreme terror suddenly erupted from the very center of the encirclement without warning.

The eerie aura was like a burning flame; wherever it passed, all the straw figures were instantly ignited, emitting a continuous crackling sound.

In just a few seconds, all the scarecrows that had surrounded them collapsed to the ground.

The ashes of the burning straw were scattered all over the ground, revealing the still unconscious missing person wrapped inside.

Although they had some burns, their breathing was steady, and they were clearly still alive.

Fang Yuan stood there, staring at the scene before him, his mouth agape in astonishment, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

He fought his way out with all his might, but Chen Zhuo took care of all the straw men with just one move.

After the initial shock, a few doubts arose in his mind.

Chen Zhuoming clearly possesses such formidable strength, so why did he allow the straw men to surround him without offering any help?

Just as he was filled with doubt, he suddenly heard a voice coming from Chen Zhuo.

The Mirror Ghost's voice carried a hint of mocking laughter: "I have to say, you're too lazy. You had to wait until all these guys surrounded you before you made a move. Couldn't you have taken a few more steps?"

"It saves us the trouble of chasing them one by one."

Chen Zhuo patted his pocket watch lightly, his tone slightly languid.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan immediately understood.

It turns out that Chen Zhuo wasn't unable to handle the situation at all, but rather he found it too troublesome to defeat them one by one, so he let the straw men gather together, intending to wipe them out in one fell swoop!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan looked at Chen Zhuo as if he were looking at a god.

What kind of terrifying strength does he possess that gives him the confidence to allow so many strange straw figures to surround him?

Fang Yuan didn't know, but he was certain that with all the straw figures dealt with, this strange incident should be nearing its end.

He composed himself, then quickly lowered his head, preparing to search for his missing companion among the unconscious people on the ground.

But as soon as he squatted down, he caught a glimpse of Chen Zhuo beside him, who was holding a white bone cane and gently searching for something in the ashes on the ground.

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