Chapter 542 - 270 Huge Harvest_2
In the very same moment, a golden gate suddenly seemed to appear in between him and the undead. Without any summoning, Little Eight wriggled out of the contract space on his own accord. The massive figure barrelled straight into the undead, scattering it back for several meters.
All of this happened within the blink of an eye. Nine seconds!
The undead that had witnessed Little Eight entering startled visibly, a three-headed dragon? Golden scales!
The next moment, it saw a pair of purplish-gold eyes. Even as a 9th Rank undead, it suddenly felt as if its soul had missed a beat, and was unable to carry out an immediate attack on time.
Ten seconds!
As the golden light spread, it shone brightly. Accompanied by the gush of wraith energy that was devoured to create a massive depression, every member of the Demon Hunting Team 19115897 vanished in an instant.
In the split second they disappeared, a glimmer of light flashed in the chest area of Long Kongkong. The originally pitch-black giant tapes of light suddenly turned into a peculiar shade of pale gold. No longer tapes of light, they manifested as small vortexes floating in the air. The remaining wraith energy in the air disappeared as if it had been erased, to an extent. Even after the Demon Hunting Team 19115897 teleported and disappeared, the pale golden vortexes maintained their form for a good three seconds before gradually dispersing.
As the 9th Rank undead’s belated attack hit nothing but thin air, various figures quickly arrived. Headless knights, huge figures and even a colossal bone dragon made up of dark blue bones. As they swiftly congregated, the remaining substantial wraith energy also began dissipating rapidly.
A figure, completely shrouded in a black robe, turned to face the undead who had previously attacked Long Dangdang and the others. Its raspy voice questioned, "Who was it?" Upon raising its head slowly, faintly glowing icy-blue Soul Flames could be seen pulsating fiercely within.