"Come back! You bunch of dogs! Come back and pick up the gun!"
There were only two people in the carriage. One person was driving the horse at the front of the carriage. The carriage was open, and there was a young man sitting on it with a very serious expression.
The driver who shot the bat-winged demon was the driver. While firing the bullet, he called the cigar-wielding man to come back.
But no matter how much they roared, those guys seemed to have lost their souls and could only run away with their heads in their hands.
"Mr. Davis, these white-hand thugs are really not worthy of trust..." the coachman said to the young man behind him.
The young man twisted the purple tie around his neck and replied calmly: "These people have been tricked by an invisible trick."
After he finished speaking, he stood up under the astonished expression of the coachman, walked downstairs, glanced at the chaotic scene, and immediately zeroed in on the fugitive slaves crawling forward in the darkness.
The young man took out a bottle of something like essential oil and dabbed some on his forehead and cheeks.
The bat-winged demon suddenly swooped down and rushed towards him, but the young man raised his hand and stopped the attack with a light finger.
The young man used the same method to attract another bat-winged demon, then walked to a dead body, knelt down and whispered something.
In an instant, something transparent and spirit-like flew out of the corpse, screaming in pain and flying into the sky.
The young man used the same method to awaken the remaining ghosts in the other two corpses. He applied a lot of essential oil again and ordered the bat-winged demon to follow the ghosts in the direction where the slaves fled.
On the other side, Mike was walking at the front and had found other ways to leave the auction site.
It was a corrugated board that blocked the intersection. Mike stood on the debris next to it and looked out to see the streets near the dock area.
So, he kicked down the obstacles and led the slaves to escape one after another.
By this time, the attack had arrived.
In the sky, the screams of the bat-winged demons brought great fear to people, and even Mike began to feel trembling.
But because people's stable emotions are maintained by his secret transmission ability, once Mike himself wavers, these slaves will also panic.
People were scrambling to squeeze through the narrow intersection, but several people got stuck there.
The intersection could only accommodate one or two people passing through at a time. The bat-winged demon saw the right opportunity and swooped down. Just when he was about to grab a slave's head and drag her up to the sky, a fire spell hit it in the face.
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The fireball fell from the sky, and the bat-winged demon rolled on the ground.
Victor reached out and continued to take out the charm, but at this moment, a transparent ghostly shadow emerged from the wall, with a terrifying howl, and passed directly through Victor's body!
Victor felt that his body suddenly became extremely cold, and he trembled involuntarily, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.
The transparent figure floated in the air and then fell, his painful cries seeming to announce that he was suffering heart-rending torture.
But when he fell, he disappeared again.
The moment Victor was attacked by the ghost, a second bat-winged demon flew over and bit the throat of a male slave directly, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Immediately afterwards, strange transparent ghosts appeared again, and they continued to pass through people's bodies as if they were being controlled by someone.
Such an attack cannot kill people, but as long as there is contact with these spirits, the human body will be drained of strength, feel very cold, as if it is in an ice cellar, and will lose the ability to move instantly.
At the same time, the level of visual horror also increased exponentially. Even if Mike had stabilized his own emotions, he could not stabilize the fearful hearts of these slaves.
At this time, the bat-winged demon aimed at Victor, who was half kneeling, and rushed towards him. Just when he was about to bite his neck, a twisting black shadow suddenly appeared from Victor's collar, and quickly
The swooping bat-winged demons collided.
As soon as the two monsters came into contact, the size of the black shadow showed rapid growth visible to the naked eye.
At first, it just looked like a tie tied around Victor's neck. After two seconds, it turned into a giant monster two or three meters tall. Several long, twisting arms stretched out from the front, and there were countless terrifying and sharp weapons on the arms.
teeth.
Those long arms hugged the bat-winged demon, and then they heard the bat-winged demon let out a heart-rending scream.
Xiao Hei wrapped the bat-winged demon and rolled out. There were splatters of blood all the way. The monster locked by it was almost mutilated by the poke of so many sharp teeth.
Victor slowed down at this time and looked at the young man standing in the open space behind.
The other party was also stunned when he saw Victor, his expression seemed to say: It's you...
But Victor didn't recognize this young man. He only saw a follower with a rifle rushing out from behind him, and he instantly raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at his chest.
Victor subconsciously dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the incoming bullets.
He quickly drew a golden spell for himself, and then reached for the fire spell.
The ghost came again. In his desperation, Victor did not take out the fire spell, but took out an earth spell, and threw it directly on the corpse of the slave who died just now.
The next second, the slave's body stood up and rushed towards the guy who shot the gun.
When he saw the dead resurrected, the young man was obviously stunned and murmured: "Resurrection of the dead? Impossible, you can't be the 'mourner'."
As soon as he finished speaking, his carriage servant's bullet hit the living corpse, and Victor used this to get closer to him, ducked out from the side, and shot him in the head.
The servant fell to the ground, and the young man quickly ordered the ghost in the sky to shrink back and pounce on Victor.
At this time, there was a loud noise from a certain house, the iron door was broken open, and the large carriage escorting the iron cage crashed into the open space.
The cart was pulled by four horses, and there were ten panic-stricken slaves in two iron cages.
The driver was shouting a name.
"Mr. Albert! Let's go! The Inspection Bureau is coming!"
The young man seemed to hear the call and quickly asked the ghost to interfere with Victor's sight and aim. He turned around and ran towards the slave truck.
"Wait!" Victor could see that this young man was definitely not simple. He might be the leader behind this slave trading conference!
The painful ghost wanted to get close to Victor, but Victor struggled to dodge, and asked the resurrected corpse to help him deal with it, and then took the time to throw a flying card in the direction of the young man.
This shot did not completely hit the opponent and exploded two or three meters away from the young man, blowing him away.
The attendants on the slave truck jumped off and hurriedly lifted him up and dragged him to the truck.
At this time, Mike, who was organizing the escape of the slaves from the rear, finally stabilized the situation. He sent the last mother and daughter out of the narrow opening, turned around and shouted to Victor: "Victor Damon! Let's go!"
The young man had just climbed onto the slave truck when he heard the call and his expression paused. He turned around and stared at the man who had just thrown the "bomb" at him with a terrifying look.
"Victor Damon..."
He murmured, and before he could sit still, he pulled out a small but delicate notebook from his inner pocket, then picked up the pen stuck on the page, opened it, and started writing on it.
The slave truck started immediately and was about to flee the scene, but when Victor discovered the young man's actions, a strong crisis suddenly emerged in his heart!
"Why did this person take out his notebook and write something after hearing Mike call my name?"