"Bang—"
The black evil mana collided with the Frost Flower Sword.
Caroline Edwin's palm flipped, and the Frost Flower Sword cut down cleanly, severing the evil mana with a loud bang that shattered it in mid-air.
"…"
Seeing this, the hope in the hearts of the trapped people surged in that instant, their eyes anxiously fixed on Caroline Edwin.
Unlike their excitement, the surrounding wandering ghosts roared in rage.
They launched wave after wave of evil mana, bouncing up from the ground and rushing towards Caroline Edwin in the air.
Despite being attacked by the crowd, she remained as calm as ever, her expression unruffled, not showing the slightest bit of nervousness.
Her movements were smooth and effortless, easily dealing with the group of little ghosts.
"Tsk."
With the Frost Flower Sword in her hand, each of her attacks was precise and accurate.
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
...
