Bab 1365: Counterattack from the Enemies

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Right after Chen Xiaobei finished talking, all 48 Blood God Illusions shot out from the painting like arrows.

"Ghosts… Ghosts!!! Aren't Evil Spirits supposed to be in Spiritual Form? How did we manage to see them with our naked eyes? What the hell is going on here?"

Taken aback, none of them could come up with a valid explanation to this phenomenon. All the Blood God's Illusions were two meters tall and the displayed an absolutely terrifying stature. With bright crimson aura surrounding them, their inconsolable fury and murderous intent were so strong that it was as if they were destined to slaughter all living beings around them.

Swish!

Seconds later, a Blood God Illusion charged at a heavy-armored knight and lifted its crimson scythe-like weapon to strike at its enemies.

Phissh!