This layer of gloom was only one foot thick, like a quilt, but its range was vast. Suddenly, a ghost soldier stood up from within, followed by another and another... In no time, countless ghost soldiers covered every inch of the space.
Even Cecil Owen felt goosebumps! During the daytime battle, some doubts found their explanation: those demon beings hadn't put forth their full strength, they were waiting for the night to come.
Suddenly, a large patch of gray mist rose from the lake water, hiding an unknown, powerful ghost spirit beneath it.
Cecil Owen leapt into the air and rushed towards his own treasure ship, shouting, "Hurry up!" The treasure ship released a brilliant light, and all the treasure lamps flew back from the outside, gathering below the treasure ship as support.
But it was too late. Huge, rusty chains drenched in dried blood shot towards them from an unknown source, falling on top of the treasure ship.
