Chapter 1413
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Navotz felt chills run down her spine.
It was a very bad feeling.
The dangerous aura that had been lingering in the living room returned, but when it returned, it had turned black.
Black was a color she had never seen before.
Even her elders had never told her what black represented.
This kind of perception spell only had two colors: red and green. They represented the level of danger.
But what did black represent? She had never heard of it or even seen it before.
Was this another spell from Chen Zhao?
But what spell was it exactly?
Chen Zhao didn't pay attention to Navotz and Delymore's expressions.
He was more concerned about Fali's situation in the basement.
Fali had already been in labor for almost five hours.
And it was still going on. Chen Zhao completely ignored the battle outside the house.
If there was a battle above, the basement was also a battlefield.
"Mom, go! Mom, go … "Gerlyn cheered Fali on.
This was probably the first time Chen Zhao couldn't participate in a battle himself. Fali had to face it alone.
Chen Zhao kept looking at the time. Time passed by minute by minute.
When the hand of the clock pointed at 12.
Wah, wah —
With a cry, Chen Zhao's second child was finally born.
Just then, the storm seemed to grow stronger.
Chen Zhao could hear creaking sounds coming from the mansion.
This was the prelude to the structure of the mansion disintegrating.
"Mr. Chen … the house seems … to be destroyed." Delymore's expression suddenly turned ugly.
If she and Navotz Singh were exposed to the storm, they would die for sure.
"The number of evil spirits has increased." Navotz turned to look at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao finally turned his attention back to the battlefield.
Navotz and Delymore realized that a black and red liquid had appeared under their feet.
"Ah … What is this?"
Immediately, the storm started destroying the mansion.
This was an irreversible process. Even Chen Zhao couldn't avoid it.
If it was just a storm, Chen Zhao could still protect the mansion with the dark lava.
But it wasn't just a storm now.
Chen Zhao summoned Boastier and the two Dark Mothers.
Nawtz Singh and Delymore were startled once more.
They thought it was some evil magical creature.
The two of them gasped in amazement when they saw Bustil's enormous body.
The moment Bustill appeared, his huge body tore down the villa.
Its body was much bigger than the villa. The living room was small and it couldn't accommodate Bustil's huge body at all.
But Bustill stood in front of Navotz and Delimore, shielding them from the storm.
"These three are my servants," Chen Zhao said. "They will protect you."
The two women sucked in a breath of cold air again. Such a powerful creature was actually his servant.
Did he summon it?
Nawotz Shingles realized that Chen Zhao had another powerful series of spells.
Even if Bustill didn't do anything and just stood there, wouldn't it be scary enough?
This huge body almost completely blocked the storm.
The two Darkness Matriarchs followed them calmly.
This man was unbelievably powerful.
Chen Zhao stood at the front and looked at the battlefield.
The 12 clones immediately retreated to Chen Zhao's side. Dark lava enveloped them.
All in One. The 12 clones and Chen Zhao merged into one.
Chen Zhao hadn't used All in One for a month.
But now, he was full of fighting spirit.
This battle wasn't for benefits or for others.
Everything about him was beneath it.
Narvac Singh and Delymore were confused.
Why did Chen Zhao remove the clone spell?
Weren't the 12 clones very effective at blocking most of the evil spirits?
Was it because it was too draining?
That made sense. The clones had been fighting intensely for a few hours already.
It must've used a lot of magic power.
However, such a large amount of magic power was consumed.
Chen Zhao summoned the three magical creatures to protect the two women.
Would he still have the strength to continue fighting?
Nawotz Singh and Delymore were both worried.
Navotz already realized that this wasn't an ordinary third night.
She'd never heard of a third night starting on the third morning.
Chen Zhao wasn't surprised. Including this time, Chen Zhao had experienced the third night three times.
All three times were different. The first time, Blackie had finished it all by himself.
The second time was different. That night, the Evil Spirit Society had attacked Norma.
Plus, the Evil Spirit Society had attached themselves to the bodies of many gang members. It was much stronger than the first time.
Today's intensity was also much stronger than the previous two times.
Perhaps everyone's third night would be different.
Nawotz Shingles saw the sky full of evil spirits coming for them.
"It's over …"
The number of evil spirits was like a tidal wave, following the momentum of a storm.
Could Chen Zhao stop so many evil spirits?
Suddenly, there was a splash in Mirror Lake. A huge mouth opened and sucked in hundreds of evil spirits.
Nawts Singh and Delymore's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
What was that?
What had just come out of the water?
Chen Zhao waved his arms and summoned a thousand swords.
The next moment, a thousand stone swords appeared around Chen Zhao.
This scene shocked Navotz Singh and Daly Moore once again.
They'd never seen such a shocking scene before.
A thousand stone swords broke through the air with cyclones.
Was this the battle of the third night?
This scene was like a myth. Navotz was speechless.
How many evil spirits and dead souls had been blown over by this storm?
In Navotz and Delymore's eyes, each of Chen Zhao's spells was so shocking.
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared above everyone's heads.
Navotz suddenly felt a threat from above.
Ghost ship! It was a ghost ship that was falling headfirst.
"Mr. Chen … above, above!!"
But it was too late. The ghost ship had come too suddenly and fallen too fast.
Chen Zhao couldn't dodge at all …
Navotz and Delymore both cried out in shock.
They saw the evil spirit crew on the ghost ship baring their fangs and claws. They were as crazy and unrestrained as they were when they were alive.
They waved their rotten swords and let out evil and crazy howls.
Chen Zhao lifted his head. He hadn't planned on running.
There was no point in running away in this war.
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