As Madam Ghost Child trusted Black Crow, she needed no verification. She simply patted the swaddle in her arms and then, there was a loud screech.
Just moments later, a silhouette carrying a coffin leaped over, smashing the ground as he landed, sending dust and debris flying.
Madam Ghost Child had called Coffin Man over.
Both Python Monk and Blood Bat looked horrified.
It was just as Black Crow had said earlier, Madam Ghost Child and Coffin Man were here.
Now, they had lost all hopes of victory. Unless an even stronger fighter appears to assist them, they could go up against this group.
One expert with a Rank 4 pet beast wouldn't be enough. They needed at least two.
Great. This situation was now equivalent to a war between intermediate countries.
