Chapter 375: Every Object Has Its Match_3

After a few seconds of stupor, the Shadow Ghost realized it was free, but it didn't immediately go mad with rage. It slowly turned around, glaring at the middle-aged man in the device, revealing its ferocious nature.

"Clank, clank, clank..."

The breaking of even more chains followed closely after.

Hundreds of shadow ghosts, all regaining their freedom at this very moment.

All the shadow ghosts simultaneously turned their gaze towards the cylindrical device in the center, a powerful aura of berserk anger and hatred radiating from them.

"Bang!"

The first Shadow Ghost took the lead in attacking, shattering the cylindrical device with its blow. The middle-aged man trapped in the liquid was thrust out and ruthlessly slammed into the ground by a ghost's hand.

The surrounding shadow ghosts all roared in unison, then rushed over to the middle-aged man in a race to attack...