The fog continued to advance, and the figures in the fog became increasingly clear.
At this time, Wu Zhu also shouted.
"Young people, go around and protect yourself from evil spirits. Don't let them rush in. Others, kneel down and pray to me."
Under Wu Zhu's instructions, Lu Chen led a group of people to defend the perimeter.
Wu Zhu, on the other hand, took the women and children in the village and knelt down to pray.
At the same time, he also lit the totem pole with a special torch.
Yes, directly light the totem pole that stores the souls of the ancestors.
As the flame ignited, a ray of fire appeared at the top of the totem pole.
The firelight didn't look bright, but it gave people a sense of peace of mind.
Along with the prayers of the tribesmen next to them, the sounds of hunting and celebration could be heard from the flames.
"That voice...could it be that the souls of barbarians really exist in the totem poles?"
The voice in the totem pole gave Lu Chen an idea.
However, now is not the time to explore.
Looking around, Lu Chen found that as the totem pole was lit, the effect was still very obvious.
After the voice in the totem pole sounded, the diffuse black fog finally stopped.
However, although the fog stopped, it showed no intention of retreating.
At the same time, the shadow in the fog is also constantly solidifying.
And soon, there was a figure that completely solidified and rushed out of the fog.
"Chila!!!"
As soon as the figure rushed into the range illuminated by the totem flame, there was a squeaking sound coming from it, which was the sound of the black shadow of the mist being dissolved.
When the black shadow of the mist melted away, Lu Chen could clearly feel that in the flames burning on the totem poles in the village, the sound of the barbarian men fighting became louder.
"After the totem pole is lit on fire, it can suppress or even dissolve evil spirits. This is the barbarian's trump card. However, burning the totem pole like this should not be used a few times."
Such thoughts came into his mind, but Lu Chen himself did not stop, but quickly rushed towards the black shadow.
There are also barbarians stationed in the direction where the black shadow appears.
Because there were tribesmen behind him, and there were even wives and children there, the barbarians stationed there were not repelled by fear, but rushed forward fiercely with wooden spears.
"Die to me."
In an instant, a dozen spears were pierced towards the evil spirit, and among them was a barbaric blood warrior.
Thanks to the efforts of those people, especially under the illumination of the totem flame, the evil spirit reacted too slowly, and its body continued to melt away.
Therefore, before Lu Chen could get over it, the evil spirit was eliminated.
And this also made Lu Chen breathe a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, the barbarians here are not all trash. After all, they have lived here for a long time, and they are still good at dealing with evil spirits. If it were not for the existence of the mysterious realm, they would not have ended up destroying the village."
The large number of strong barbarians finally allowed Lu Chen to slightly relieve the pressure.
At the same time, paying attention to the speed of the totem pole burning, Lu Chen also discovered that the speed of the fire was not very fast.
"It looks like we can survive today."
Such an idea appeared in Lu Chen's mind, but just as it appeared, vocal music came in from the mist.
The vocal music in the mist is a very common rural leisure instrument, including drums, gongs, horns, and flutes.
The combination of these things was not very beautiful, but hearing the sound made Lu Chen feel at ease.
Especially the sound of the flute seemed to be ringing in Lu Chen's heart. Listening to it, he felt like returning home. In that sense of security, Lu Chen's consciousness wanted to fall asleep completely.
However, the next moment, a sword cry sounded in Lu Chen's mind. Such a sound made Lu Chen wake up instantly.
"There's something wrong with that sound, don't listen to it."
After waking up, Lu Chen found that there were nearly a hundred people in the square, all trying to stand up in a daze.
Looking at them, they looked like they were sleeping but not asleep, as if they were sleepwalking.
But there is no such thing as hundreds of people sleepwalking at the same time.
The problem at hand clearly shows that there is something wrong with the sounds, especially the flute.
However, Lu Chen was able to wake up with the help of his master-level swordsmanship, but others did not have such a strong will as Lu Chen.
Among them, the middle-aged men were okay. Year-round hunting life had made them quite strong-willed. Although they were sleepwalking, many of them just stood up and didn't move.
But the women and children in the tribe did not have such a will. Many of them stood up and walked towards the mist beyond the flames with reassuring smiles on their faces.
And their actions also made Lu Chen hesitate.
"What should I do? Do I have to use Overlord's Haki? But I can't use Overlord's Haki a few times a day. If I use it now, I'll be in trouble later when I'm in danger."
"Moreover, the coverage area of my domineering power is still too small, and I cannot wake up everyone at all."
When Lu Chen had a headache and was hesitating, suddenly, the sound of roaring and killing came from the center of the totem pole.
"Fight, fight, fight..."
"Drink, ha..."
"kill……"
That sound seemed to be the final radiance of will of the barbarian warrior before he died in battle. The large number of shouts and shouts together made Lu Chen's blood boil.
For Lu Chen, it just made people's blood boil, but for other barbarians, it was a life-saving message.
The roars of a large number of soldiers woke up some women. Years of hard life have made these women's willpower not low.
However, there are still some children, especially some orphans, who still have reassuring smiles on their faces and want to walk into the fog.
Compared with adults, children's will is a bit weak.
Fortunately, the adults who woke up immediately grabbed the children next to them and stopped their movements.
But at this time, there were still several children who walked in front of the mist, and in the mist, they also stretched out their palms and grabbed those children.
"Save people."
Lu Chen quickly stepped forward without anyone else calling him.
There was a child nearby who was about to be caught in the fog.
However, when Lu Chen arrived next to him, he happened to see a barbarian and controlled the child before he arrived.
But in the mist, there was a hand grabbing the barbarian.
Without trying to pull the barbarian away, Lu Chen grabbed the palm stretched out from the mist with one hand.
"Come here."
Lu Chen, who has an explosive temperament, is preparing to pull out the evil spirits from the mist and kill them directly.
However, when he stretched his right hand forward, Lu Chen's palm passed directly through it without touching it at all.
"grass"
With an angry roar, Lu Chen did not give up, but pulled back with his right hand and stretched his left hand forward to grab the palm.
In response to Lu Chen's movements, the palm in the mist suddenly did not change at all. It still maintained the posture of reaching forward to grab people. The evil spirit didn't seem to think that anyone could catch it.
However, Lu Chen's left hand is special. It is a palm infected by the power of ghosts and gods. It would be funny if such a hand could not catch ghosts.
Just like that, when the palm in the mist did not hide, Lu Chen's left hand stretched forward quickly touched the ghost hand stretched out in the mist.
But this time, he didn't miss it, and the cold touch penetrated Lu Chen's nerves.