Chapter 289
Chapter 289 Chaos in Battle
At this moment, Yan Qiu looked quite a mess, his clothes tattered and torn, as if he had just participated in a street brawl—well, he actually had just come from one, but with a bunch of ghosts.
His teammates were nowhere in sight, but Ling Mo and the others had retreated early and were unaware of what happened afterwards, only knowing that Yan Qiu was in a foul mood.
The female ghost he had knocked down was in an even worse state.
She had barely entered the scene for a few seconds before being sent tumbling around, and let’s be honest, even a human couldn’t take that. The girl in white immediately screamed, blood oozing from her body, her mouth agape as if she wanted to swallow Yan Qiu whole.
Yan Qiu threw a punch at the ghost’s chest, unleashing a burst of golden light that even made the ghost shudder. He then quickly withdrew to evade her range of attack.
Just then, the howling from behind caught his attention, and he instinctively turned around—only to see a mass of ghosts coming towards him, crawling in his direction like a horde.
Tiger Ba Tian almost shivered: “What the heck, did you guys stumble into a ghost lair?!”
Ling Mo furrowed his brows slightly: “It seems the ghosts from the formation center are coming—could it be that thing spawns them infinitely?”
That seemed unlikely.
Xia Xinyan reacted quickly and ran ahead: “We should leave, this place isn’t suitable for a fight.”
And there was indeed a crazy fellow here—Yan Qiu, who was probably ready to confront them.
She didn’t mind having someone send themselves to their death, but the primary condition was that it wouldn’t endanger her own safety.
Given the current situation, it was better to withdraw. As for the formation center, they could deal with that later.
The others didn’t hesitate either and turned to run ahead. Yan Qiu was a beat slower to react and gritted his teeth, charging after them: “Not a single one of you is getting away today!”
Ling Mo turned to glance back, frowning slightly: “What’s this guy’s problem?”
If he had to say, Yan Qiu activating the golden formation center was likely the reason so many ghosts appeared, but he didn’t restrict anyone from leaving? Was it their fault for choosing to stay behind and then holding a grudge against him for it?
Or perhaps their previous displeasure towards him finally exploded because of this situation.
But… Ling Mo still felt this guy was off.
In every sense of the word.
However, it seemed he had already been injured and was in no shape to catch up with them, who were also fleeing at full speed. Thus, Ling Mo conveniently shifted his focus to the approaching ghostly horde behind them.
Those ghosts… were starting to vanish.
He didn’t know why, but he could see the number of ghosts dwindling. Perhaps they had exceeded their chasing range, or maybe they had lost their aggro. More realistically… this group of ghosts was just the binding spirits of the formation center, and in any case, this was good news.
Unfortunately, these ghosts were still faster than they were, and at the distance between them, it was likely they would catch up before disappearing, so a skirmish was unavoidable. But before engaging, Ling Mo could attempt to reduce the number of ghosts as much as possible.
After some thought, he pulled out a single-warhead nuclear launcher, casually aimed backward, and pulled the trigger.
The nuclear missile shot out rapidly, hitting a nearby cluster of ghosts. However, this time, the explosive technique that had always worked perfectly had unexpectedly failed—no explosion went off, not even a sound.
The only response was Yan Qiu’s yelling from behind: “Is that your aim?! It’ll take you a few hundred years to hit me! Useless!”
Ling Mo didn’t respond to him.
At this moment, everyone had just managed to retreat to a slightly more spacious open area when Xia Xinyan suddenly stopped: “Let’s fight here; running away is a waste of energy.”
Ling Mo glanced at Tiger Ba Tian and Ji Tou: “How are you two holding up?”
“No problem,” Tiger Ba Tian exhaled and pulled out his weapon, “Even though I’m injured, it’s easy to take down a few wandering ghosts.”
Murong Yue quickly hid behind everyone: “You guys go for it; I’ll support you spiritually.”
She needed to conserve her strength for now.
Ling Mo and the others didn’t pay her much mind because the front-running Yan Qiu had already caught up: “I told you none of you are getting away…”
Then suddenly a heavy figure dashed out from the narrow alley beside them, slamming straight into the unfortunate fellow.
The two tumbled together like old friends before the fat guy’s shout rang out: “What the hell, who’s blocking the road?! I… Ow! Damn you!”
—The fat guy, just getting up, saw the ghosts closing in behind him.
He immediately raised his bony magic wand and unleashed a thunderous explosion, wiping out a cluster of ghosts nearest to him, then rolled and crawled towards Ling Mo: “What in the world did you guys stir up?!”
Just as he finished speaking, several Red-Clothed Fierce Ghosts floated out from the alley he had dashed from, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees—clearly, the combined strength of those ghosts couldn’t match up to these few.
Murong Yue was shocked: “What in the world did you bring with you?!”
Unfortunately, the fat guy didn’t have time to answer that question.
The two groups of ghosts almost simultaneously caught up with them, and the appearance of the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghosts cast a shadow over the entire area, completely cutting off their escape. If before they had hoped to solve their troubles here, now it had become a necessity. In an instant, everyone was forced to engage in this chaotic battle.
Yan Qiu attempted several times to charge at Ling Mo and the others, but was tangled up by the ghosts, and his haphazard responses only left him with more injuries; at this rate, it was likely he would end up taking himself down before he even reached Ling Mo.
Xia Xinyan paid special attention to him, noticing that since he had chased out, he seemed quite off, with an almost irrational frenzy to him, even his combat skills had deteriorated drastically. Plus, with his three teammates not here, it was clear he had encountered some trouble at the golden formation center.
But for them, this was a good thing; a disoriented opponent posed much less of a threat.
Just as they were about to face off, a girl in white suddenly burst out from the nearby alleyway—she was one of the girls from the team that previously clashed with Yan Qiu, and she surged straight towards him, effortlessly slicing him in half with the ghosts wrapped around him, causing him to vanish in a flash of white light, even until his death, he never understood how he had died.
Xia Xinyan noticed that Tiger Ba Tian froze upon seeing that girl.
It seemed to be a kind of trepidation upon encountering a formidable presence.
Her curiosity was piqued.
Did he know them?
