Once these ghosts spread out in the three cities’ areas, it was estimated that they would not be able to survive at all.
Because there were simply too many.
Just as Evan wanted to use another rank 7 magic, the wind billowed and then these ghosts were completely suppressed. The next mont, he saw a dark shadow appearing from the ground and spread out, devouring all of the ghosts.
"Damn it!" the ghost master was angry and turned around to look at the destroyed teleportation formation not far from them.
He didn’t care about that destroyed formation because the required ghost masters have all arrived. The rest were people who were far weaker and didn’t have to co at all. Even if they were here, they would only add numbers and didn’t have much impact.
"We ca at the right ti." Silas looked at the ghost realm in front of them and frowned. He could sense a terrifying number of ghosts within the ghost realm. It seed as if soone was forcefully supplying a large number of ghosts and allowing them to co into this world.
Aya lowered her head and could faintly sense the mana signature of Evan around the formation. She could guess that he should try to destroy this formation.
But...
Who the hell taught him how to destroy the formation this way?
Aside from disrupting the mana slightly, which would halt the formation for a period of ti, the formation was still usable.
Evan really needed more lessons about formation.
Putting this matter aside, it was a good thing that he failed to completely destroy the formation or they would not be able to co here at this mont.
"You deal with that ghost master and I’ll have a good talk with my brother," Aya said.
"Good."
Silas has also seen Aren and the thick ghost aura around Aren told him very clearly that this young man had beco a ghost master. Considering Aren’s original life span, it was clear that he would definitely die very quickly.
He didn’t want to bother with Aren and rushed towards the ghost master.
The dark elent spread out and completely contained the ghost master. Even the other magic warriors could feel the realm’s suppression from Silas.
It was as if they were standing in a completely different realm.
So powerful and so far away from them.
"Brother Silas..." Evan saw Silas and his mind turned blank for a mont. He knew that Silas should be quite powerful, but how co it reached the point where he felt completely suppressed?
It was not only Evan who was surprised as the White Family Patriarch was also shocked. He was already at rank 7 and he could still feel this suppression.
This could only an one thing.
Silas is already at rank 8.
Rank 8 at his early twenties...
When the White Family Patriarch thought about this, he felt that this young man was really genius. It was too bad the Black Family could not appreciate him.
But as the White Family Patriarch looked at Aya, he fell into silence.
It seed that the White Family was also the sa.
"How co you’re here?" the ghost master asked angrily.
"I’m here with my friend," Silas replied calmly and then waved his hand. "But you’re not qualified to know them."
Swish!
With a wave of his hand, the dark elent completely devoured the ghost master.
On the teleportation formation, there were four people who watched the battle. It was not like they didn’t want to join the battle, but they couldn’t join the battle in their current condition.
"Has the ghosts’ problem reached this point?" the Green Family Patriarch asked sadly. He felt that so many things have changed ever since he ’died.’
"Yes." Nathan looked at this scene and sighed. "Don’t go and help, Brother. Your mana hasn’t recovered yet."
"I know. I’m not stupid." the Green Family Patriarch didn’t want to die again after being revived by Aya. Moreover, he had to refine mana for hours every day to make sure that his body kept on operating well.
Because he had been ’dead’ for a long ti, this body was a bit stiff.
It would take the Green Family Patriarch so ti to adjust to his current condition.
"Tsk." Nelia clicked her tongue.
If only her body was in better condition, she would like to co forward and smash a punch towards that ghost master.
"the Green Family Patriarch?" the White Family Patriarch called out in doubts.
He felt that he was dazzled today.
How could the Green Family Patriarch, who had passed away for so many years, appeared in front of him?
"Oh, it’s you, the White Family Patriarch." the Green Family Patriarch smiled when he saw the other party. "Sorry, I can’t help you right now."
"It’s fine... no, how co you’re here?" the White Family Patriarch was more concerned about another matter.
"It’s a long story." the White Family Patriarch shook his head and didn’t want to explain. His eyes landed on Keiran and he imdiately recognized the other party as his son. "Keiran?"
"Father?" Keiran looked at the Green Family Patriarch with a dazed look. He felt that he should be dreaming right now.
His father should have passed away many years ago but now he’s standing in front of them.
"Yes, it’s ." the Green Family Patriarch smiled.
"Where have you been all these years:?!"
"It’s a bit complicated to explain... but I’m back."
Keiran opened his mouth and at this mont lia, his mother, had already rushed up to give him a hug. Feeling the familiar warm feeling once again, Keiran’s eyes were a bit red.
He missed his family very much.
"As much as I don’t want to interrupt your reunion, this is not the ti for that." Silas looked at the Green Family Patriarch and the others helplessly. "Retreat for a while and don’t get close to the ghost realm. There are too many ghost masters and other magic warriors inside"
"Yes!"
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