The thunder cleaver swung through the bodies of the ghost soldiers, but it seemed to do no harm to them at all.

At the same time, their weapons were almost touching Wilbur's body.

A meter-long jet of spiritual flames shot out of Ryder's dagger, and he brought it down on the incoming soldiers.

Yet the same thing happened. The flames sliced right through the ghost soldiers' bodies without causing them any harm.

Isabella went pale in the face. She gripped her dagger, preparing for a fight to the death.

Just then, however, a ray of silver light slashed through the air. Several ghost soldiers were sliced into pieces, howling in agony before disappearing altogether.

Wilbur had put away the thunder cleaver, switching to a long silver sword.

The long sword was condensed purely from his spirit energy. It was covered with various symbols, emitting a powerful spirit pressure.

Wilbur scoffed coldly, looking at the Ark King.

Upon finding out that the thunder cleaver was useless against the ghost soldiers, Wilbur forged a weapon out of his spirit energy to kill them.

physical weapons, but spiritual weapons were perfect for

while Wilbur was killing these ghosts, his

dead by now if they did

was considered to be on such a godly level that it was able to completely crush

same time, the man was being

ghost soldiers seemed to lose sight of their

they could not

a loud laugh, casting a smug glance at Wilbur

was enough to completely protect

soon as they came into contact with

killing the ghost soldiers. He was completely unbothered by

men had gotten to their knees to mutter what seemed like a prayer to the Ark King in an

King turned to look

is!" The Ark King

however, countless ghost soldiers pounced over to drive their weapons into

and his men

their bodies had begun to grow pale already, turning into three clouds

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