As the black shadow got closer and closer, Fujiwara Hiroshi reacted in an instant.
"It's the Blood Spirit Demonic Bat!"
"Damn it, why did I run into a Demonic Blood Spirit Bat?”
Fujiwara Hiroshi took in a breath of cold air. He took out his Thunderbolt Spear without hesitation and stood guard in front of him.
After returning from the mystic realm, he had read through the ancient books.
After a human was infected by witchcraft, most of them would turn into ordinary long-tongued monsters with similar strength.
However, there were exceptions. After some special people were parasitized, they would be transformed into stronger Blood Spirit Witch Tribe members who even had special abilities.
The Demonic Blood Spirit Bat was the tracker of the Blood Spirit Witch Tribe. It was refined from a bat and a blind child, and was also known as a blind scout.
The Blood Spirit Demonic Bat was blind, but it had a strong sense of hearing and smell.
Furthermore, it was sharper than the best hunting dogs. Its blind eyes could perceive the spectrum and its speed was extremely fast.
What shocked Fujiwara Hiroshi even more was that the Blood Spirit Demonic Bat in front of him was clearly several times stronger than what was recorded in the ancient books of the shrine.
Fujiwara Hiroshi couldn't help but sigh. He had to travel ten thousand miles to break through ten thousand books.
The ancient books of the shrine recorded the appearance of thousands of worlds.，However, he only saw the real world after he came out.
There were living people and creatures everywhere, and there was also a cruel environment!
They had thoughts, intelligence, and even learned special skills!
Just the soul cry that could disturb the mind was definitely not found in the ancient books of the shrine.
He could get guidance from the ancient books of the shrine, but if he looked at this world completely according to the ancient books of the shrine, he would definitely be courting death!
"Brother Fujiwara, what should we do now?”
The thin yellow-faced young man beside Fujiwara Hiroshi asked anxiously.
Within the range of his despairing gaze, there were two Blood Spirit Demonic Bats, more than ten low-level long-tongued monsters, and seven to eight ghouls.
Such a combination was enough to wipe them out!
"If we continue to be trapped here, we will definitely die. We have to rush out!”
Fujiwara Hiroshi's face was ashen. He obviously didn't expect to encounter such a difficult battle as soon as he arrived.
After saying that, the nine of them moved forward, two in front and two behind, preparing to kill their way out.
In the current situation, even if Fujiwara Hiroshi and the others could rush out, so what?
That damned Demonic Blood Spirit Bat's tracking ability was even better than the best hunting dogs. It was at least two hours away from the nearest city.
If they could not get rid of the Blood Spirit Bats, they would be chased by the ghouls and the long-tongued monsters from all directions for the next seven to eight hours!
Therefore, if he wanted to live, he had to at least eliminate all the Demonic Blood Spirit Bats present.
Only then would he be able to catch his breath.
However, the existence of the two mutant Blood Spirit Bats was something that their exhausted team could not fight against.
It was difficult to escape, let alone destroy them.
Fujiwara Hiroshi's armor was also corroded by the poison after being attacked by a mutated Blood Spirit Demon Bat.
This meant that her defense ability had decreased.
Buzz!
Fujiwara Hiroshi's Thunderbolt Spear buzzed, and blazing lightning bolts shot out. Streaks of lightning intent surged at the spearhead.
Fujiwara Hiroshi stabbed at the black light, and all the power of lightning burst out.
Boom!
When the two collided, the aftershock was extremely powerful.
Fujiwara Hiroshi cut off all the tongues that were attacking him, and the long-tongued monsters cried out in pain.
The clouds in the sky split open, and the black ball of light and the will of lightning intertwined.
At this moment, there were only eight words to describe it.
Corpses were strewn all over the ground.
"Lower it first!"
Fujiwara Hiroshi shouted loudly.
He hurriedly stopped and rushed down.
Fujiwara Hiroshi, on the other hand, turned into a stream of light and gathered with the crowd.
"How is it? Is everyone alright?"
Fujiwara Hiroshi descended into a dense forest.
Looking at the eight junior brothers and sisters in front of him, his eyes revealed anxiety.
Now, he couldn't afford to have more people die or die. Otherwise, he would really blame himself to death.
"Senior Brother, I'm fine."
"I'm fine too. This is an injury from before.”
"What should we do? Not good, they're chasing after us again. There's still more to come.”
"Plentiful City Ghost City is up ahead."
"Senior Brother, do you want to go in?"
When Fujiwara Hiroshi heard about Plentiful Ghost City, his eyes rolled a few times, but he refused to speak.
Fujiwara Hiroshi had heard of Plentiful City when he was in the shrine.
Plentiful City wasn't a ghost city, and it was sparsely populated. Instead, it was a huge city with a population of nearly ten million.
It was just that there was a mix of good and bad, like the shadow behind the sun.
Fujiwara Hiroshi might not have thought much of it in the past, but after coming out to gain experience this time,
He was especially clear that there was always someone better than him in this world. If there was only one person on his side, it would not matter, but now he had eight brothers and sisters who needed to be taken care of.
However, if they did not enter, they would be easily intercepted and killed while flying in the desert.
Everyone stared at Fujiwara Hiroshi, waiting for him to speak. Seeing his solemn expression, they knew that Plentiful City was definitely not a good place. It was also possible that those mysterious people who were chasing after them wanted him to enter.
"Senior Brother?"
"Enter!"
"You're quite fast."
After Fujiwara Hiroshi and the others ran away, several figures appeared behind them.
These people were all dressed in black robes and held soul-chasing scythes, soul-binding chains, and other magic treasures.
One of the figures walked out. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
His entire body was shrouded in a thick black fog, and he could vaguely see a bell tied to his body.
Seeing the direction Fujiwara Hiroshi and the others fled in, he let out a peal of terrifying laughter.
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