章 522: The Wailing Hall

Dickey didn't see any dejection from Fang Heng. On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit.

Fang Heng was indeed full of fighting spirit.

The joy of playing throughout the night!

Compared to 36 hours ago, he could already capture the souls into the Book of the Dead more easily.

Now, normal souls wouldn't be able to escape so easily after getting close to the Book of the Dead.

After a period of time, he would be able to win every time.

Fang Heng could feel that he was getting stronger.

The first time, he spent a whole hour to capture the souls.

Now, he could capture two souls in an hour!

An epic improvement!

It seemed that the number of souls had only doubled, but Fang Heng knew how hard it was.

As time passed, more and more souls would be locked up in the prison, and the speed at which the zombie clones could capture souls would also increase.