Dust of Evil Thoughts

What surprised Fang Heng, even more, was that the human face in the air actually melted rapidly under the illumination of the fiercely burning soul flame!

Swoosh!!!

The old man Herta stepped forward and stabbed the rune long sword into the monster's head.

"Bang!!!"

The entire face exploded!

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and noticed that there seemed to be specks of black matter falling from the exploded face.

"Hurry up! Condense a barrier!" Herta shouted as he retreated.

The necromancy attendants immediately reacted. They took out the Book of the Dead and summoned the bone barrier again, enveloping everyone in the barrier.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Herta nodded at Fang Heng.

"Traveler, thank you for your help this time. Otherwise, we would have a headache. If you need any help in the future, you can come to the Lent Chamber of Commerce to find us."

Fang Heng noticed that the others were looking at him differently.