Chapter 285 Four People Attack

The man in black glanced at the four people in turn, his eyes were as cold as ice, as if they could freeze the air around them.

His voice was as deep as a verdict from hell, and every word was filled with unquestionable majesty: "The four of you will immediately go to the Land of Demons and eliminate the witch who inherited the Sealing Technique. This mission cannot fail."

The four of them met eyes, and after just a quick glance, they understood each other.

Then, the four of them shouted in unison: "We obey your orders!" The voice echoed in the silence, revealing an unquestionable loyalty.

At the same time, the man in black looked stern and slowly stretched out his left hand.

In an instant, four strange centipede-like creatures sprang out from his wide sleeves like lightning. These creatures exuded a strange aura, their bodies were covered with black scales, flashing a frightening luster in the dim light, and they kept twisting, as if they were demons from hell.

What was shocking was that as soon as the four strange creatures appeared, they flew towards Kusuna at an extremely fast speed and drilled into his body in an instant.

Kusuna looked calmly at the strange creature that entered his body.

Then he showed a strange expression, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes.

The man in black stared at Kusuna and said solemnly: "Take this and go. You are the only one who can control this ability, Kusuna. This mission is of vital importance. Don't let us down. Go!"

After they finished speaking, the four of them disappeared in a flash, like shooting stars in the dark night, and were nowhere to be seen in an instant.

Only the slightly swaying branches and the lingering air waves were left, as if telling of the hasty nature of their departure.

The castle of the Ghost Kingdom is brightly lit.

A group of guards stood like sculptures at various key locations in the castle, with one guard every five steps and one guard every ten steps.

They were clad in heavy black armor, and every piece of armor glowed with a cold luster under the light, as if able to withstand any attack in the world.

The bows and arrows they held were extremely sophisticated, and the arrows flashed a cold edge under the light.

They looked straight ahead, like loyal guards, protecting the witch in the castle.

The witch is the last hope of the demon country and the fate of the entire country is related to her.

These guards have long since put their lives at risk and built a solid line of defense with their bodies and wills.

The next morning, the sun had just risen over the mountain, and the soft light shone on the cliff outside the castle, but it could not dispel the gloomy atmosphere brought by the four monsters.

Yitai, wearing a mask, looked anxious, his voice trembling with anxiety: "Brother, please hurry up!" His eyes were fixed on Kusuna, full of impatience.

Kusuna looked helpless and kept saying "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient" but his hands kept moving.

Three strange centipede-like creatures jumped out of his body, twisting their black bodies at an extremely fast speed, like three strange lightning bolts, and then rushed into the bodies of Yitai and the other two respectively.

At the moment the strange creature entered their bodies, it seemed as if a dark force erupted instantly.

The three of them were stunned at first, as if their souls had briefly left their bodies, and then their eyes turned pure black like ink, as deep as an endless black hole.

Afterwards, countless demonic energies surged from their bodies. Those demonic energies coiled and rolled around like they had life, and began to outline strange lines on their faces. Those lines were like the marks of ancient demons, revealing evil and terror.

Their expressions also became extremely ferocious, as if the evil thoughts in their hearts had been completely released and were no longer under control.

Yitai tightened his hands and felt the power. The power surged in his body, like a dark tide that was about to drown his sanity.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cruel smile, and his voice was full of impatience and brutality: "Kill them quickly!" Every word seemed to carry a hint of chill.

As Yitai finished speaking, four figures flashed and rushed towards the castle like ghosts.

The witch was lying in the castle's bedroom, and the quiet atmosphere was broken by the soft ringing of her chest bell.

The ringing sound seemed to have a mysterious rhythm, vibrating in the air.

Her eyeballs turned purple, flashing strange patterns like a kaleidoscope, as if conveying some kind of signal.

At this moment, Ziyuan was trapped in a dream, and the dream unfolded in her mind like a horrifying picture.

Several dragons were baring their fangs and claws, launching fierce attacks towards a yellow-haired boy.

The young man held an ice sword and fought hard, but he seemed a little embarrassed under the dragon's attack, and every resistance seemed extremely difficult.

Not long after, the boy was swallowed by the dragon.

The horrifying scene made the entire dream seem to be tinged with despair. The dragon’s huge body completely wrapped up the boy, and then suddenly closed, and the boy’s figure completely disappeared in the endless darkness and fangs.

In the dream, Shion had a look of pain on her face and her body was trembling slightly. It seemed that she had some special bond with the boy, allowing her to feel the sadness and fear deep in her bones even in her sleep.

The faint sounds of shouting and killing outside the castle were intertwined with the despair in the dream, as if foreshadowing that a greater disaster was about to happen.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" The alarm exploded in the castle like thunder, startling a group of black crows roosting in the tower.

They croaked and rushed into the sky, adding a bit of panic to the tense atmosphere.

The guards' shouts came one after another, and their hurried footsteps crisscrossed on the stone road, splashing up clouds of dust.

The originally peaceful castle suddenly fell into chaos, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing huge waves.

I saw four white figures flying over the guards' heads like ghosts. Their figures were light and agile, and their white sleeves fluttered in the wind.

At the same time, the kunai in their hands rained down on the guards on the ground.

The kunai flashed coldly in the sunlight, and the fleeting light and shadow contained a deadly edge.

The guards on the ground raised their bows and arrows and fought back hastily.

Feather arrows shot towards the white figures in the air like locusts, but those figures dodged flexibly, sometimes turning over, sometimes diving, making the feather arrows miss.

On the contrary, the guards' counterattack seemed somewhat weak, and they were put on the passive side by this sudden attack.

Panic spread among the crowd, and everyone's face showed tension and uneasiness.

However, the four white figures continued to fly over the castle like ghosts, constantly firing kunai and putting more pressure on the guards.

The chaos in the castle became increasingly uncontrollable, as if a storm was about to destroy the ancient fortress.