Soul-Binding Demons

“Blood Prison Spear!”

Land was the last to strike, as the finisher.

His long spear transformed into countless phantoms, piercing through the evil spirits that had just left their hosts.

With that, the separated evil spirits let out piercing wails and turned to ash.

“How is this possible?!”

Seeing the evil spirits he had worked so hard to refine being cleared out by nearly half in just a few encounters.

The necromancer was horrified, his heart practically bleeding!

Refining evil spirits took a lot of time and effort.

He had never expected these Dragon-Slaying Guards, who seemed to only be Mid-Tier, to have such terrifying combat power.

The spells they cast were all at a high-tier level.

What was most deadly was that all their methods seemed to have been carefully designed.

Perfectly countering his army of evil spirits!

Especially the spirit-dispelling potion used by that swordsman; it was clearly a rare item specifically designed for spiritual units!

‘I’ve been seen through!’

‘From beginning to end, I’ve been completely seen through!’

A hair-raising thought arose.

An invisible hand had been playing him like a fiddle from the very beginning.

As the necromancer’s mind reeled, he realized a problem.

There were clearly six of them just now, why were there only five in his line of sight?

One person was missing!

A thunderclap exploded in his mind, and a chill shot up his spine.

Without thinking, he immediately activated the auxiliary skill “Spirit Sight.”

A three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view of his surroundings appeared in his mind.

And at that very moment, he saw it.

A figure, having gathered its strength for a long time, silently and swiftly descended from the dense canopy of the large oak tree!

The golden longsword in his hand was aimed straight for the top of his head!

The necromancer’s pupils suddenly constricted. Survival instinct made him erupt with all his potential.

He raised his skull staff to block!

“BOOM!”

The Demon-Cleaver and the skull staff collided violently.

The immense force was like a mountain crashing down. The ground beneath the necromancer’s feet cracked with a boom!

Although his level was higher than Black’s.

He was, after all, a sorcerer with a relatively weak body. Fighting a swordsman head-on in close combat gave him no advantage at all!

The next moment, Black’s wrist flicked, and the Demon-Cleaver parried.

“Clang!”

With a crisp sound, the skull staff was sent flying, spinning and landing in the distance.

With his weapon gone, the necromancer’s soul almost fled his body. He activated his life-saving skill without hesitation.

His figure turned into a cloud of black mist and rapidly retreated.

Just as Black was about to give chase, the surrounding evil spirits roared and pounced, blocking his path.

Seeing this, Black did not advance rashly.

With the opponent having lost his core staff, his strength was greatly reduced.

The necromancer re-formed in the distance, panting heavily, still shaken.

In just a short while, Irena and the others on the other side, with tacit cooperation, had cleanly dealt with several more evil spirits.

Only a few were left, still putting up a futile resistance.

“Damn it!”

The necromancer’s eyes were bloodshot, and he looked crazed.

“You forced me to do this!”

He cursed viciously.

Although he had lost his staff, he still had a trump card up his sleeve!

He took out three black pottery jars, inscribed with sealing runes, from his storage ring.

“Soul-Binding Demons! Appear!”

He formed complex and strange hand seals, emptied all the spiritual power from his body, and frantically poured it into the three pottery jars.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

The pottery jars shattered one after another!

Three massive, terrifying evil spirits, their bodies wrapped in heavy black chains and holding huge, ferocious scythes, crawled out.

They exuded a terrifying pressure, their auras having reached the High-Tier level.

“They’re Soul-Binding Demons. Be careful of their chains!”

Black had already expected this and warned them.

In the game, he had been hard-controlled by these chains many times.

However, in the game, he had been fighting one against three, which was a bit troublesome.

But now, they had six people on their side.

Once they split up to fight, the combat power of these three Soul-Binding Demons would be greatly reduced.

The three Soul-Binding Demons let out a thunderous roar, swung their scythes, and charged at the group with a shriek.

Black gave the order according to the plan he had made in advance.

“Land, Leon, on the left! Irena, Jianye, on the right! Kristine, deal with the one in the middle with me!”

The order was given, and everyone moved without hesitation.

Their figures shot out, each meeting their respective targets.

On the left.

Land roared, and his long spear bloomed with a thick, earthy yellow light as he executed a defensive spear technique.

He managed to withstand the heavy blow of the scythe, and the powerful recoil sent his feet sinking an inch into the ground.

Leon seized the opportunity to strike. His sword phantom landed heavily on the Soul-Binding Demon, causing considerable damage.

On the right.

Irena and Jianye used their long-range advantage as sorcerers. A storm of ice cones and thunder arrows rained down around the Soul-Binding Demon.

The effects of extreme cold and paralysis intertwined, stacking continuous damage and control, forcing it to retreat.

In the middle.

Black, with Kristine’s support, attacked the middle Soul-Binding Demon head-on.

The Demon-Cleaver had a natural restraining effect on evil spirits. After a few rounds, the Soul-Binding Demon was at a disadvantage.

Victory was only a matter of time.

The necromancer stared at the battle, his eyes so dark that water could drip from them.

He had thought that by summoning these three Soul-Binding Demons, even if he couldn’t instantly kill the opponents, he could at least gain an absolute advantage.

But reality had once again slapped him hard in the face.

Now was the best time to retreat, but he was very unwilling.

This battle had cost him a lot of evil spirits.

As a result, his long-planned “Evil Spirit Knight” plan had to be postponed.

Moreover, this trump card of the Soul-Binding Demons could only be used once.

It could be said that this was a battle that had caused him an extreme loss.

However, a crazy idea also arose.

If he could turn the tables and kill these six people, and refine them all into spell puppets.

With the strength and potential they had shown, they would absolutely be of the highest quality!

In the center of the field, the battle grew more intense.

Black forced back a Soul-Binding Demon with a sharp thrust, and Kristine immediately cast a spell from the rear.

Restoring his consumed spiritual power.

But as she watched, Kristine noticed something strange.

Although Black was fighting the Soul-Binding Demon, his gaze was always locked on the necromancer not far away.

As if he were brewing something.

As she was wondering, Black suddenly exerted his strength and activated the Swordsman’s Mid-Tier Oracle.

“Heaven-Cleaving Art!”

An incomparably sharp golden sword qi was attached to the Demon-Cleaver.

Then, a scene that Kristine couldn’t understand appeared.

After activating the oracle, Black directly threw the Demon-Cleaver!

The Demon-Cleaver transformed into a crescent-shaped arc of light and slashed at the Soul-Binding Demon!

In an instant, it severed one of the Soul-Binding Demon’s arms.

Then, the divine weapon, with its remaining momentum, transformed into a golden rainbow and flew straight towards the distant necromancer.

Seeing this, a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of the necromancer’s mouth.

“Fool! You think you can hit me from this distance?”

He easily sidestepped to the side.

The golden sword qi grazed past the corner of his robe and struck the empty ground behind him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Demon-Cleaver, with a “clang,” was embedded diagonally in the dirt behind him.