"It's just trying to scare you."
Mother of the Marsh realized it was merely the Devil's Daughter's avatar: "But if we're not here... its jokes will be nastier."
"Lu Li's condition... isn't good..."
Ophelia suddenly said hoarsely.
Lu Li's spine was no longer straight, his body weakly leaning against the round table, head slightly lowered as if in thought.
The aura of the Mother of the Marsh, mixed with lingering black mist, seeped into his body.
"You've tainted him," said the twisted shadow.
"I cannot retract my power..."
The Mother of the Marsh dared not touch Lu Li. Her aura intertwined with the black mist, and if withdrawn, the black mist would become the sole unwelcome guest in Lu Li's body.
"Go find another Exorcist."
The twisted shadow summoned the followers, instructing them to bring Hades.
When two twisted cultists reached Hades' shack, he was packing, pressing down on a chest overflowing with strange currency.
"What are you doing, Exorcist?"
