I used folk talismans to ward off the evil spirit.

Chapter 96 A Cataclysmic Calamity, Life and Death Hang by a Thread (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Firefeather did not directly block Carlos's gray-white light sphere.

It suddenly flipped sideways in mid-air, its wings grazing the edge of the sphere of light, cutting off a section of the crimson flames, and a few feathers fell and instantly burned to ashes.

It quickly rose in altitude, drawing an arc through the eerie fog, and circled around to Carlos's side and rear, its sharp beak aimed at the back of his neck.

Without turning his head, Carlos waved a gray-white barrier with one hand to block the fire feather's attack, while continuing to put pressure on Meng Guangping and Enrique with the other.

Meng Guangping activated the "Netherworld Guiding Lamp," and the eerie green light transformed into several long whips that lashed at Carlos from different directions, forcing him to be distracted and deal with the attack.

Enrique bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the "Blood Abyss Torch".

The dark red flame in the torch suddenly surged, transforming into a curtain of light that enveloped him and Meng Guangping.

The surface of the light screen revealed subtle cross-shaped patterns, implying the power of blood and oaths.

His face instantly paled, and blood trickled from the corners of his eyes, but his aura suddenly intensified.

This is the "Blood Oath," a forbidden technique used only by members of the Holy Cross Knights in dire straits. It forcibly unleashes the full potential of a monster at the cost of sacrificing one's lifespan.

Carlos's gray-white orb of light was blocked by the light barrier, emitting a dull rumble.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Soul-Eating Squid pounced from the side, its tentacles wrapping around the light barrier, its suckers clinging tightly to the surface, attempting to tear the light barrier apart.

The bone-spiky four-legged beast circled behind Meng Guangping and suddenly rammed into his back.

Meng Guangping dodged, and the "Splitter Seal" exploded in his palm. The silver-white blade slashed a deep, bone-revealing wound on the four-legged beast's front leg, forcing it to stagger backward.

Fire Feather swept over Carlos's head, pecked hard at the Soul-Eating Squid's tentacle, tore off a piece of flesh, and then quickly flew away.

Carlos tried several times to free up his hands to deal with it, but was restrained by Meng Guangping and Enrique.

On the battlefield, Meng Guangping, who had reached the second level of the Extraordinary Realm, joined forces with Enrique, who was empowered by forbidden techniques, to fight Carlos and two Lord-level monsters to a standstill.

Fire Feather, like a flowing flame, rose and fell in the sky above the battlefield, constantly launching attacks from blind spots in Carlos's field of vision, much to his annoyance.

For a time, the battle reached a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand in a short period of time.

However, the situation is quietly changing as bizarre riots break out throughout Santos.

The fighting in the city center streets has reached a fever pitch.

The officers of the Mystic Order and the members of the Knights stood back to back, forming a defensive formation that surrounded a group of survivors.

Monsters surged forth like a tidal wave: rotting corpses, howling women, shadow bats, soul-devouring squids—

In the distance, several completely transformed former members of the Knights Order were driving monsters to charge towards the defensive line.

Their skin was grayish-white, their eyes were eerie green, and they emitted inhuman roars. Their strength was far greater than before they transformed.

"Hold on!" a police officer from the Department of Mysteries shouted, and the strange object in his hand glowed with an eerie light. An ice wall rose from the ground, blocking the onslaught of several rotting corpse monsters.

But the ice wall was quickly shattered by the tentacles of the Soul-Eating Squid, and fragments flew, cutting his cheek.

Another officer was tackled by the monster, which opened its mouth and bit his neck.

He struggled desperately, using his elbow to hold down its chin, while his companion plunged a knife into the monster's head, splattering black fluid all over his face.

The streets were filled with flames and screams, and eerie howls echoed everywhere.

The former knights who were corrupted by Carlos were all skilled fighters. After being corrupted, they retained their fighting instincts and became even more ferocious than ordinary monsters.

They knew how to cooperate, how to utilize the terrain, and even how to feign weakness to lure the enemy. The defensive line was constantly shrinking, and people were falling every minute.

A few streets away, Zhou Song leaned against a half-broken wall, panting heavily.

His brass knuckles were covered in black liquid, his police uniform was tattered, and a wound on his forearm was bleeding. From the surrounding eerie mist, there were constant rustling sounds. He knew he couldn't stay still for too long.

He took a deep breath, swallowed a piece of Solomon's Seal root, stood up by leaning against the wall, and limped toward the direction where the fighting was most intense.

*

Marcos's house.

Sun Licheng sat up in bed and, still wearing the freshly applied bandages, began to put on his coat. Ma Guodong and Zhao Haibo also silently got up to check their respective ghosts and equipment.

Aunt Rosa rushed out of the kitchen, grabbed Sun Licheng's sleeve, her eyes red-rimmed: "No! You're still injured! You'll die if you go out! Marcos, you have to talk to them!"

Marcos opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

He glanced at the swirling, eerie fog outside the window and the flickering firelight in the distance, then at Sun Licheng's still bleeding wound, and felt as if something was blocking his throat.

Lilia peeked out from behind the sofa, clutching Zhao Haibo's clothes tightly, her lips trembling, and whispered something.

uncle".

Zhao Haibo squatted down, forced a smile, and patted her hair: "Uncle is going out to fight monsters. He'll be back when he's done."

Sun Licheng stood up, buttoned up his coat, and said to Aunt Rosa, "Auntie, there are many people outside shouting for help. We are police officers, we can't hide here."

He spoke Mandarin, and at a slow pace.

Aunt Rosa didn't quite understand, but she understood his eyes: there was no passionate fervor, only a calm, matter-of-fact firmness.

It's like someone going out to work or to the market to buy groceries.

Ma Guodong had already opened the door, and the eerie mist rushed in. He glanced back, said nothing, and simply nodded.

Zhao Haibo followed behind, his steps faltering. The wound on his back made it difficult for him to straighten up, but he did not stop.

The three of them rushed into the fog without looking back.

They braved the surging tide of monsters, fought against the strange creatures, and rescued the desperate, crying people.

Although it was a drop in the ocean, they did not waver or back down in the slightest.

Sun Licheng took out a bone fragment the size of a fingernail from his pocket. It was covered with fine runes and was a "locator" issued by the Department of Mysteries.

The bone fragments were slightly warm, and a faint light pointed southeast.

"Captain Zhou is over there." He put away the bone fragments and said decisively, "He's still alive. We need to find a way to rendezvous with him!"

Aunt Rosa stood behind the window, watching the gray fog engulf them, making the sign of the cross with her hand, her lips trembling incessantly.

Marcos turned and sat back on the sofa, his fingers unconsciously stroking the "divine rooster charm".

The temperature of the talisman paper gradually decreased, and the halo changed from reddish gold to pale gold, and from pale gold to dark yellow.

His heart was pounding faster and faster as he kept looking out the window, trying to spot Huo Yu's figure in the distant firelight.

Explosions were happening everywhere outside the window, making it impossible for him to tell where Huo Yu was.

He stuck the talisman to his chest, closed his eyes, and desperately channeled the power of the talisman into it, hoping to give Huo Yu a little more power.

Suddenly, the flame on the talisman dimmed and almost went out.

Marcos's pupils contracted sharply, and he stood up abruptly, knocking over the coffee table in front of him.

He ignored the spilled coffee and quickly ran to the window, looking up at the sky.

In the distance, the crimson-gold flame was falling, like a shooting star about to be extinguished.

*

On the extraordinary battlefield, the gray and white patterns on Carlos's body became increasingly dense, and the power of the Abyss surged into his body like a tide.

His laughter grew increasingly wild, the condensed gray-white orb of light grew larger and larger, and he threw it more and more frequently.

Enrique's "blood oath" is nearing its limit.

His hair started to turn white from his temples, his skin lost its luster, and he looked like a lamp that was about to burn out.

The dark red light screen of the "Blood Abyss Torch" was covered with cracks, and several more cracks would appear with each hit.

Meng Guangping is not having an easy time either. Both of his strange artifacts are showing signs of fatigue.

The eerie light of the "Guiding Lamp of the Underworld" grew dimmer and dimmer.

The silvery-white light of the "Sign of Sky Rift" has also shrunk by more than half.

The tentacles of the Soul-Eating Squid tore a gash in the "Blood Oath" light screen, and the Bone-Spiked Quadruped took the opportunity to ram into Meng Guangping's back.

He stumbled a few steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

During one of Firefeather's dives, Carlos predicted its trajectory.

He suddenly turned around and unleashed a gray-white beam of light.

Fire Feather had nowhere to dodge, and most of the crimson-gold flames were blasted away.

It fell like a shooting star, bounced a few times on the ground, rolled into the pile of ruins, one of its wings was broken, its feathers were scattered all over the ground, and its crimson-gold halo flickered.

The Soul-Devouring Squid immediately pounced, its thick tentacles tightly binding Fire Feather.

Fire Feather struggled violently to resist, but its strength was almost gone, and its struggles grew weaker and weaker.

The end of a tentacle split open from the center of the sucker, revealing fine, ring-shaped teeth, which bit into Firefeather's neck, and a grayish-white, eerie aura poured into its body like venom.

The flames on Huo Yu's body began to darken. They changed from crimson gold to dark red, and from dark red to grayish-white.

Its eyes lost their luster, its wings drooped limply, and it no longer had the strength to struggle.

Carlos stopped, glanced at Firefeather, and smiled slightly: "That annoying chicken is finally quiet."