The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"Boom!!"

The bandit army marched across the moon, their swords aimed at the forces of the Dark Star. Wherever they went, they were like a pack of wolves hunting tigers, howling and sweeping away everything in their path.

What locust-like synthetic beast? Nanfeng led a group of mages and unleashed a barrage of forbidden spells, instantly clearing the screen.

What giant synthetic beast? Monkey King knocked one down with a single blow, and the bandits, eager to claim credit, immediately dismembered it.

"Don't argue with us, cadres! Have you no shame?!"

"I'm a veteran player since the game's launch! Still in the cannon fodder group! Can't you show a little respect for the older players?!"

"Give me the head of this chimera!"

"You little brat, what kind of war do you fight where you always want your head?"

"Don't try to steal my K/DA, or I'll beat you up!"

The bandits were so ruthless that even friendly forces were terrified.

They even had some internal conflicts because there weren't enough enemies to go around.

Although there were only 10,000 men, the commotion they caused when they fought was even more exaggerated than that of the 80,000-strong Warriors Army!

Of course, all 10,000 bandits were at the third level of the martial arts, while Zhang Beihai's first batch of 100,000 Huaxia Warriors had less than 1,000 at the third level.

Aside from combat strength, the bandits' mental state during battle was the fundamental reason why they were even more "brutal".

This group of people are powerful and fearless; anyone who faces them is terrified.

Not far away, on the back of the rocky mountain, there were clusters of dark mist. These were the Phantom Spirits. When they could be seen with the naked eye, whether they were a dark mass like this or moving around in the body of a host, they could be called Phantom Spirits.

The Phantom Spirit is the commander of the Dark Star faction.

Seeing that the numerous synthetic beasts they had sent to intercept the first wave of warriors were being devoured by tens of thousands of bandits, these phantom spirits were dumbfounded.

"When did the bandits land? Did our intelligence fail us?"

"Who knows! I'd heard the rulers say before that the bandits were ridiculously strong, and seeing them today, I can confirm they weren't exaggerating!"

"How could bandits not be powerful? Look at them, of the seven rulers, how many are left? They were all tricked by the bandits!"

"Damn it! Many of these bandits are skilled in mental attacks; the synthetic spirit is disintegrating!"

"We can't fight anymore! Synthetic Spirits are more valuable than Dark Spirits, let's retreat!"

As the phantom spirits were discussing countermeasures, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Hehehe, my little cuties, where are you going?"

The phantoms turned around and saw a cloud of white mist floating and sinking behind them.

The white mist twisted and deformed, forming an exaggerated human face that grinned.

"Let me see if Dark Star's phantom form can dream."

Brother Wu used the dream magic of the Nightmare to try to hypnotize him.

Unexpectedly, these phantom spirits immediately burrowed underground, preparing to escape.

The next second, the ground was gone.

"Boom!!"

Huozi led several hundred bandits out from underground and blew up the mountain beneath the feet of these phantom spirits.

"Fire Fist!!"

Without saying a word, Brother Huozi set fire to all directions, leaving these phantom spirits nowhere to hide.

He moved so fast that the hundreds of bandits traveling with him were almost burned.

"Damn it! I really shouldn't team up with Huo Zi! He completely doesn't care whether his teammates live or die!"

"Brother Huo, don't steal the credit! You're already a superstar, what credit do you need?"

"Fireball, let us fight these phantom spirits!"

Night King, the ever-present tool, first disappeared into the distance to facilitate the exchange of positions with Song Gua, and then released the bandits from afar.

He didn't participate in the battle after that. Song Gua had him wander around the area, observing the terrain while occasionally switching positions with him and releasing one or two clones.

These released clones, scattered in various places, are like scouts, allowing Song Gua to grasp the overall perspective of the scene.

One of them discovered several phantoms hiding behind the mountain.

Then came the scene just now.

The phantom spirit, resembling black smoke, has little combat power in the real world.

But they are especially good at escaping.

Because they, this cloud of black smoke, can infiltrate anywhere.

But now, the fierce Fire Brother has blown up the mountain where they were hiding, leaving them floating in mid-air, surrounded by raging fire on all sides.

These are no ordinary fires.

Rather, it was the true fire released by Brother Huozi, combined with the high martial arts principles within the high martial arts illusion, that was enough to cause some damage to the spirit.

Therefore, these phantom spirits dared not cross the line.

"Bandits!!"

They now understand the hardships the compass endured back then.

The main theme is frustration.

The plan was flawless and proceeded smoothly.

But then, bandits suddenly appear out of nowhere.

And they were a bunch of bandits!

They're like a bunch of troublemakers.

You've ruined all my bullshit plans.

Huozi's expression was serious, and his tone was authoritative.

"Even the Dark Star Overlord can't beat us, so what are you! Either die, or go inside the Soul Devouring Pearl and provide us with intelligence!"

Huo Zi opened his palm, and a handful of Soul-Devouring Beads were ready.

To imprison these phantom spirits, one is actually enough; they are no match for the spirits of the Dark Artifacts.

The group of phantom spirits were furious.

"How could I, the Spirit of the Dark Star, endure such humiliation! Do you really think we have no means of retaliation?!"

These phantom spirits, in the form of black smoke, began to elongate, like dough stretched into noodles.

The elongated phantoms, baring their fangs and claws, looked terrifying. Each of them locked onto a bandit and burrowed into its body.

Huo Zi tried to stop them, but the flames only made the elongated phantoms sway slightly, without causing any real damage.

"Oh no! He's inside me!"

"Wow! I'm not clean anymore!"

"Ah! You can't squeeze in from that spot, you idiot!"

The bandits chattered incessantly.

Fire immediately contacted Curious Guy Number Two to tell him what was happening and to ask the Pocket Watch what the phantoms were doing and how they were resisting.

The reply they received was: They are losing their lives.

Or, to put it another way, it would be easier to understand: possession.

However, unlike possession which destroys the original body's soul and consciousness, the possession of a phantom spirit only takes over the body and does not destroy the original owner's consciousness and soul.

However, during the process of seizing a body, the consciousnesses of both sides still have to fight. Only if the phantom spirit successfully suppresses the original owner's consciousness can it seize the body.

So, what appeared before these phantom spirits at this moment were more than 50,000 souls!

"Oh, this..."

The phantoms questioned the meaning of life.

Entering the mind of the bandits is equivalent to entering the Song Gua clone network.

When the nightmare entered Sleeping Brother's dream, he encountered tens of thousands of identical clones of consciousness.

Because no matter how many bandits there are, they are essentially one person.

The clones each spat at the Phantom Spirit, drowning it.

Several phantom spirits were forced to fly out of the bandits' bodies, transforming from elongated noodle shapes back into a cloud of black smoke.

"We are willing to surrender."

Huozi rolled his eyes.

"What a waste of time, what kind of performance art is this?"

A Soul-Devouring Bead absorbed all the phantom spirits of the seven phantom spirits in front of it.

Song Gua suddenly said.

"Keep three, kill four. The Phantom's core can provide more energy for the Dark Artifact to recover."

So, Huozi randomly released four more, and Wuge used the methods of the Nightmare to eliminate them.

"What happened to the promise of not killing those who surrender?!"

Fog Bro, who had dispersed into a large cloud of fog, said with a chuckle.

"Weren't there three who weren't killed? You four were just unlucky. Come on, get a good night's sleep... Who wakes first from the deepest dream? I know myself best!"