"Sir! You said you can really practice your hands!" Feeling the huge change in Geno's body, Hex suddenly spoke: "But why does this claw look a bit familiar? Let me think about it... Is this... Fire happy?"

"I am happy to go to the nm's fire, do you have any winks? This is obviously a ghost hand! If you don't understand, don't be blind!"

Looking at his spirit body burning with blue flames, Geno showed a smile that only he could understand.

"Hungry ghosts, cry!" He regained the passion of his youth and rushed into the black fog.

Although the right hand could no longer hold the crystal sword of matter, just a small spark that appeared on the blink of an eye was enough to destroy these corrupt corpses and spirits. They contracted their dead muscles in a wail, and hunched over and into their former posture in their womb.

Jeno was crazy.

No undead can be his one-round general, even the evil spirit just now can't do it.

He seemed to be able to fan out a gust of wind with just raising his hands, leaving these undead silently extinguished.

His claws could pass through the dirty bodies of the undead without any hindrance. When they were pulled out, the undead had lost any unclean reaction.

And the white light of the soul that flashed when they were freed was automatically absorbed by the soul claws.

Before he knew it, Geno had forgotten his original intention of breaking through and directly wrapped up all the undead in his eyes.

Finally, the battle was resolved neatly. In the later stage, everyone tacitly put down their finger weapons and watched Geno perform, as if they knew that doing so would be beneficial to him.

Looking at his burning right hand, except for Jinx, whose eyes were full of little stars, the others were more worried.

"Can your hand come back?" Sarah and Ezreal asked similar questions, but Jinx wanted to reach out to Jeno's right hand.

"This? Simple." Geno shook his right hand, and the flames seemed to be sucked into his body by a black hole. A strong forearm appeared below the elbow. His slender fingers were still very flexible, and he grabbed Jinx's salty hand.

"What do you want to do?" Geno curled his lips, and the earth-shaking emotional changes in Jinx's eyes were seen by him, as if he had become the person she hated the most again.

Although he knew that the soul fire would not cause harm to humans under normal circumstances, he just didn't want to fulfill his wish.

"What are you doing, just borrow a fire!" Jinx was extremely disappointed and cursed at Geno, "If you die and become an undead, you will definitely become a stingy!"

After saying that, he hooked his little finger around the corners of his mouth with his lips, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue and sat on his classic grimace.

"If you make a face again, I will lengthen your tongue and make you a long tongue ghost!"

Jinx was startled and thought that Geno was really coming to pull her tongue. In order to protect her tongue, she could only settle for the second best and instead bared her teeth.

Geno summarized this battle slightly: he had gained enough in this battle, mastered the new ability to turn his soul into direct and efficient combat power, perfectly fitting the powerful characteristics of his soul. As long as he continues to increase his soul strength through his talent, his combat power in his spiritual body state will also rise.

He took a look again and his right arm was not damaged by this spiritual and physical transformation. He could not contain the ecstasy in his heart. If the body was completely transformed into a spiritual body, wouldn’t the ability to fly and escape from the earth be learned without a teacher?

But thinking that I am not the left arm and heart of my body, things may not be that simple... However, the combination of physical body, spiritual body and gold and stone has endless possibilities.

While thinking, the wail of the undead reached everyone's ears again.

"Damn it, why are there so many!" Sarah quickly loaded the bullets. She was an ordinary human, and her physical strength was consumed very quickly. She did not have the terrifying endurance like Geno, nor did she have the undead sacred weapon. If she was invaded by the undead, she would probably miss it in the battle.

Coincidentally, a sudden emergence!

Suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves on the coast, echoing from far to near, like thunder, and eroding their courage.

The iron hooves tread, tearing the eardrums of several people like thunder. The thunder sounded louder and louder, like a giant swaying an iron hammer and smashing on the anvil madly. The ground trembled, and the black mist rose from the white sand under his feet, welcoming the coming of death.

With a final blow, a tall and terrifying knight's outline appeared on the black smoke cliff, staring at the few people under the cliff coldly.

"It's this one that comes..." Sarah quietly retreated into the crowd. She had already met once, how could she not recognize that she was the Shadow of War Hekarim.

In the legend of Soul Erosion Night, Hekarim represents endless killing. It will die, but it will never stop killing.

"I think I know why there are so many undead on this beach... Because Hekarim has been washing this gray-white beach with killing, killing all the weak creatures who accidentally entered the Shadow Island, allowing the victim to stand up again under its trampling. If it acts as a pioneer in the Soul Erosion Night, then on Shadow Island, it is the goalkeeper of this Dead Kingdom!"

Sarah said afterwards, and Hekarim's figure had completely appeared from the black fog.

A dead soul could never make such a dense sound of horse hooves. Behind Hekarim, more fear knights came out. They had ghost knights who still had flesh and blood on the bone nightmare, and some were evil spirit knights who only had spirit bodies. But without exception, they were all Hekarim's former subordinates, and they were all immortal undeads of the Iron Group!

Facing the undead soldiers gradually surrounding the beach and the undead cavalry regiment staring at the black-eyed cliff not far away, Geno quietly called Lucian's communicator and decisively ordered:

"Run! Keep running forward until you find Lucian!"

Geno resummoned the ghost hand and led the way for everyone. Ezreal and Sarah took action to clean up the undead attacking on both sides, while Jinx kept releasing exhaust gas towards the soldiers following behind.

"No one can survive!"

The actions of several people seemed to give Hekarim a signal to advance. The horse neighed and spewed out a large amount of black mist from his breath. Hekarim's broad blade burning with ghost fire waved his waves, and the lingering black mist intertwined, turning into smoke and rolling towards the beach.

What is even more jaw-dropping is that Hekarim actually took the lead, rushed out of the cliff in the rolling black fog, and charged towards the beach!

Although the fear knights behind them were a beat slower, they did not need any command and automatically arranged into arrow formations that were conducive to breaking the formation. They were lit with green translucent flames on their bodies, holding spears and swords with black air, and rushed down like a sea of ​​rushing down!
Chapter completed!