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Chapter 557

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Waves of Spiritual Light of Fear radiated in all directions, and wherever it passed, the spirits fled in all directions. They were no match for Hattori Kaede at all.

'This Hattori Kaede … How is he so powerful? No wonder he's called a one-man army. His Spiritual Light of Fear is actually so powerful? '

Momo's heart skipped a beat just by looking at the thick bloody light on Hattori Kaede's body from afar. She felt a sense of fear that made her want to run away quickly. One could imagine how much fear the spirits who were facing Hattori Kaede were feeling.

Spirits with ordinary qualities were no match for him at all. Only Spirit Apostles who were strong enough could defeat him.

When she thought of this, Momo's face was already ashen. This was because her strongest Spirit Apostle had been defeated in the battle with White Spring. If Flame Demon Belle, Spear Buddha, and Ghost Sword were still here, they would definitely be able to defeat Hattori Kaede.

Or if the number of spirits in the army was large enough, they would be able to exhaust Hattori Kaede's superpower.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Momo no longer had any strong subordinates, and more than half of the spirit army had been destroyed in the consecutive battles. It could be said that Hattori Kaede had seized the best opportunity.

Looking at the black gas that was constantly beating like a heart in front of her, Momo no longer felt as confident as before.

She had mastered the ability to create spirits. She could extract a part of the souls of people who owed her money and use them to create powerful spirits. The more people owed money, the more powerful the spirits she created and the stronger they would be.

In Momo's opinion, the Secret Service troops on the battlefield had picked up at least a billion of her money, so the spirit army they created would definitely be very strong. The spirit army created by the Secret Service, coupled with the spirits under her command, would definitely be able to gain an advantage.

However, looking at the Secret Service troops being wiped out by Hattori Kaede's Spiritual Light of Fear, Momo understood that the spirit army she created by extracting the souls of the Secret Service troops would definitely not be a match for Hattori Kaede.

After thinking about it, it seemed that the only way out was to escape.

"Damn it." Momo could be considered a relatively decisive superpower cat. Although she did not want to escape, she had no choice but to give up her base here.

At the thought of this, the remaining specters in the surroundings blocked in front of her and hid her figure. Meanwhile, she wanted to escape to the back.

Unfortunately, although the ghosts created by Momo had the ability to become invisible, transform, and become invisible, Momo herself was made of flesh and blood, so she could only run away like an ordinary cat.

However, after running for more than ten meters, Momo felt that she had slammed into a wall. Then, she saw that Big Pao was covered in wounds. Like a zombie cat, he opened his mouth, spat out a few maggots, and then pounced on her.

"Ah!!" With a blood-curdling scream, Momo was so scared that she fell to the ground and crawled a few meters backward.

A layer of blood-colored light appeared in the air where she had hit the wall. It was the blood-colored spirit light.

Momo's expression was unsightly as she said, "Hattori Kaede, that guy, he cut off my escape route long ago?"

"Not bad!"

Boom! As streams of blood-colored light shot out from Hattori Kaede's eyes, the spirits in front of him were all repelled.

At this moment, there were no other guards in front of Momo and Hattori Kaede apart from the black gas that was still nurturing the spirit life after Momo had just activated her ability.

The red robe on Hattori Kaede's body was now so red that it was almost purple. It was as if countless amounts of viscous blood were constantly flowing on it, emitting an extremely thick smell of blood. It continuously stimulated the nerves of others through sight and smell.

Just looking at the red robe before him, Momo was already shrouded in indescribable fear. Her limbs kept trembling, and she had completely lost the ability to move.

"Momo, you've already lost."

Hattori Kaede sneered and walked toward Momo step by step. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Momo's head.

However, at this moment, the black gas that was nurturing the spirit suddenly dissipated, revealing a figure. The figure raised his hand and grabbed Hattori Kaede's outstretched wrist.

Hattori Kaede turned around and saw a black-haired, black-eyed young man looking at him with narrowed eyes.

'Is this the spirit that was created by extracting the soul of the Secret High Class? There's only one person? But why don't I remember him being in the Secret High Class? ' Hattori Kaede was slightly stunned. In the next moment, two blood-colored light beams shot out from his eyes, piercing straight into the young man's eyes.

However, the Spirit Light of Fear, which had always been successful, seemed to have disappeared at this moment. After shooting into the young man's eyes, it had no effect on the spirit in front of him.

Under Hattori Kaede's shocked gaze, the young man opened his mouth and said slowly, "Can you give me some face and let today's matter go?"

"Ridiculous."

Hattori Kaede snorted coldly. Red blood-colored light shone from his body, and he raised his leg and kicked the young man's chest. With a loud bang, it was as if a train had crashed into a truck. Surging waves of air shot out from the point of contact, and the ground beneath their feet cracked layer by layer, revealing radioactive cracks.

Hattori Kaede's Spirit Light of Fear could not only induce fear in the body of living beings, but it could also use the power of fear to interfere with reality and cause physical destruction.

However, releasing fear and harvesting fear were very simple. They were basic abilities of the Spirit Light of Fear, and they consumed very little energy.

However, interfering with reality and causing physical destruction consumed a lot of energy, so Hattori Kaede rarely used it.

However, it was not that he had never encountered an enemy who could ignore the Spirit Light of Fear. Usually, when that happened, he would just roll up his sleeves and go for it.

However, this time, the result of the collision was that one side was unharmed, and Hattori Kaede took a few steps back, looking at his opponent in surprise.

Yamada-kun (Zhao Yao) excitedly ran to Hattori Kaede's side, looking at the newly created spirit curiously.

'Is this the spirit that was created by extracting my soul?' Zhao Yao carefully looked at his opponent's appearance and commented in his heart, 'He's not as handsome as I am.'

Seeing the scene of Hattori Kaede being forced back for the first time, Momo also became excited. "Good job!" She pointed at Hattori Kaede and said, "Go on, kill him!"

Ghost Zhao Yao suddenly yawned and lay on the ground. "This is so troublesome. I'll take a day off today. Can we not fight for now? I'll give you two more tomorrow. "

Zhao Yao was speechless.

"So similar," Matcha said. "This guy looks like Zhao Yao!"

Y'lisabet, Ares, and the others all nodded in agreement. "Very similar, but I feel like it's still lacking some charm."

Hearing Ghost Zhao Yao's reply, Momo said angrily, "That's an enemy! He's an enemy, do you understand? If we don't kill him, he'll kill us! "

Ghost Zhao Yao turned his head away. "In any case, he can only kill you, he can't kill me." His eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Hattori Kaede in the distance. "Hey, how about I sell this stupid cat to you?"

"That's it." Matcha pointed at Ghost Zhao Yao excitedly. "It's 100% similar! It's like you, Zhao Yao … "

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