The pitch-black ghost dragon obscured the sun and covered the sky.
The city seemed like a scene of ghosts roaming in daylight, drenched in a light drizzle, echoing with wailing cries.
Behind a Black Gulum, a withered evil spirit slowly revealed its form, carrying an ominous ghostly aura, yet it radiated a scorching heat.
Its decayed skull bore a long tongue like an iron bar, covered with sharp barbs.
In an instant, it wrapped around the necks of several nearby Black Gulums and snapped them.
It was a daylight demon spirit!
This ghost dragon, infused with the power of the Cuneiform Stone Tablet, had transformed into a deity of ghosts, its domain tainted by its power. Places that would not naturally produce demon spirits, or lacked the conditions to produce them, suddenly gave birth to various demonic filth.
"It's a demon spirit, quickly, get the Demon-Blocking Golden Arrow!"
Someone shouted.
