"Song Yi, help!"
At the critical moment, number four was prepared and turned around to escape without hesitation.
The black Crow carried a thick aura of death. Just its aura alone had already made number four feel that something was wrong.
As soon as his figure disappeared, the black Spirit death Crow had already teleported to where he was and crashed into his afterimage with a boom.
'Shua shua-'
With a rough and ear-piercing chirping, the black Crow knocked away number Four's afterimage and turned into a large cloud of black mist with a whoosh.
In the thick fog, a large number of Black Crows quickly took shape. In an instant, they turned into a flock of undead birds and surrounded his afterimage.
In the midst of the strong cold wind, ear-piercing bird chirps rose and fell, and soon, the fourth afterimage was completely devoured!
