pertwk Chapter 367 Fighting Poison with Poison
Chapter 367 Fighting Poison with Poison
Chapter 367
The flashbang's embers were quickly swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.
Meanwhile, in the darkness further away, even more shadowy figures were gathering.
"Boss... what do we do?"
The sound of a young man trembling came from behind.
Lin Fan didn't reply; his mind was racing.
Physical methods are ineffective; even flashbangs can only kill the closest targets. These things don't belong to the normal category of creatures.
He, on the other hand, was a pure physical warrior.
Even if they transform, they probably can't do anything to these shadowy figures.
Just as he was racking his brains for a solution, suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind...
How could I have forgotten those things?
The best way to defeat magic is to use magic yourself.
Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and said to the group:
"You guys take care of yourselves."
"what?"
Domingo replied in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice.
But after he finished speaking, he froze.
"I, my voice... I can..."
"Alright, let's save our sighs for after we've survived this."
Lin Fan interrupted his surprise without hesitation, then took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Upon seeing this, everyone looked puzzled.
Only Domingo seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned to surprise.
Could it be... that Young Master Lin is going to use those giant tentacles again?
However, he was only half right.
Lin Fan did use something from his spiritual sea, but it wasn't the Great Crow...
As his consciousness drew inward, it gradually sank into the depths of his spiritual sea.
Familiar images surfaced in his mind's eye.
But this time, it wasn't the damp, dark underwater world, but the place where he and the giant crow had stayed before.
Delving into the spiritual world, he quickly found another group that occupied the spiritual world of the Great Crow.
It was a spiritual world composed of a gray and white wasteland.
On the desolate plains, countless illusory figures clad in ancient armor stood silently in formation.
Some of them were wrapped in bandages, while others were in the form of skeletons.
What these creatures were facing was a gigantic, mummified corpse that resembled a mummy but was enormous and wore a golden crown...
Ever since he gained the allegiance of this undead legion in the desert, these creatures have resided in the spiritual world of the Great Crow and have never been used.
It's not that he doesn't want to use it.
Rather, there simply hasn't been a suitable opportunity.
And now is the perfect opportunity.
He wanted to see if these undead creatures would harm the shadowy figures.
"Big Crow".
Thinking of this, Lin Fan immediately spoke in his mind.
The Great Crow's spirit slowly opened its enormous golden eyes and looked at him.
"I need to borrow your tenants for a while."
Big Crow tilted its head and responded with a mental wave...
Use it quickly, don't be shy.
It would be best to let them all die.
These things are so annoying. They're always lining up and drilling here, it's so noisy.
"..."
Well, I didn't expect these undead to be so dedicated.
"Then let them out."
Upon hearing his instructions, Da Wu did not hesitate at all, and his spirit body trembled slightly.
Immediately afterwards, countless silent figures on that gray-white wasteland raised their heads at the same time.
The leader, King Nabataean, wore a tattered crown, and green flames burned within his enormous skull pupils.
This guy, who has been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, may have long since become a wandering undead will, but his kingly aura still remains in his bones.
Lin Fan sensed the mental fluctuations emanating from King Nabataeus.
It roughly means...
Master, you've finally remembered us! We're practically rusting here.
Faced with this former champion's criticism, Lin Fan was speechless and immediately said:
"Alright, I'm about to let you out. Once you're out, kill any black shadows you see."
King Nabataean: "...Yes, sir."
The connection in the sea of consciousness has been established.
Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
In reality, the darkness before him had become even more intense.
The circle of shadowy figures had shrunk to less than three meters. The closest shadowy figure was almost touching Domingo, who was crouching on the ground.
Domingo was trembling all over, making incoherent sobs.
"Come out, all of you."
Just then, Lin Fan, who had opened his eyes, suddenly said something that was hard to understand, and then his right hand stretched out forward.
The next moment...
Amidst the horrified and incredulous gazes of the crowd, a ring of grayish-white light suddenly shone on the ground centered on them.
It wasn't a bright light, but a cold, lifeless light.
It was like phosphorescence coming from the depths of a tomb.
hum-
Before everyone could figure out what was going on, the void above their heads began to tremble.
Immediately afterwards, a void rift slowly unfolded before them...
And as the cracks opened, countless gray-white hands reached out from those gaps.
This sudden scene terrified Domingo and his four companions, who instinctively tried to run away.
"Don't move!" Lin Fan shouted to stop him.
Upon hearing this, the five people forced themselves to stop, suppressing their fear, and stared stiffly at the scene before them.
Under their gaze, those greyish-white hands gripped the edge of the ground, and then a phantom figure clad in ancient armor crawled out of the crack.
Following closely behind... one, ten, fifty...
In the blink of an eye, countless undead soldiers poured out of the void rift and lingered around them.
They wielded various ancient weapons: scimitars, spears, shields, and bows and arrows. Each one emitted a greyish-white, eerie light.
Finally, a figure a head taller than the other undead emerged from the crack.
He held a huge scimitar, and his tattered crown stood out starkly in the greyish-white light.
He stood before Lin Fan, kneeling on one knee, and uttered a hoarse voice, as if coming from beneath a coffin lid: "My King, where is the enemy?"
Lin Fan pointed to the surrounding shadowy figures that had also suddenly stopped: "These are them. Clear them all out."
Upon hearing his words, King Nabataeus in the void turned to look at the dark figures.
Soul fire ignited in his eyes...
"Yes, ma'am."
As its aged voice faded, it stood up and raised its scimitar without hesitation.
"kill."
Just one word.
Then, the gray-white undead army moved.
"Aww—"
A roar that did not belong to the living burst from the throats of the undead soldiers, who charged toward the shadowy figures from all directions, weapons in hand.
Meanwhile, Domingo and his companions, frozen in place, were completely dumbfounded.
He stared, mouth agape, at the undead warriors crawling out of the ground, only one thought in his mind…
Isn't this way way better than my True God Cult's?
Lin Fan stood still, watching the undead legion charge towards the group of shadowy figures.
As countless undead charged forward, the two sides collided instantly.
Under Lin Fan's watchful gaze, an undead soldier swung his scimitar, slashing directly at the nearest dark figure.
The blade sliced through the shadowy figure's body.
The dark figure emitted that piercing shriek.
The sound was the same as when I was hit by the flashbang before.
Then, under his gaze, the dark figure began to twist and shatter, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating.
Is it really effective?
Lin Fan's eyes lit up when he saw this.
The young believer, who was watching in stunned silence, couldn't help but shout:
"They can actually kill those monsters?"
"nonsense."
Lin Fan, who was in a great mood at the moment, rolled his eyes upon hearing this.
"Young man, learn this. This is called fighting poison with poison, using ghosts to fight ghosts, understand?"