Suddenly, a faint ghostly fire appeared in the eyes of the corpses, and then they spewed out a black gas onto the middle coffin.
Vaguely, the middle coffin seemed to shake slightly.
Immediately after, the second coffin arranged in a circle made a sound. After its lid shattered, just like the first coffin, another corpse stood up from inside it.
The three guys formed seals again and attacked the standing corpse at once.
Like the first one, ghostly fire also appeared in the eyes of this second corpse before it opened its mouth and sprayed black gas onto the middle coffin.
The middle coffin shook again; this time more violently than before.
The scene repeated itself until finally, even the ninth corpse sprayed black gas onto that same middle coffin.
Then suddenly, that middle coffin began to shake violently while emitting waves of dark light from its surface.
Three guys sitting on ground tightened their faces and took out Talismans from their bodies simultaneously.
The talismans held by these three individuals were different from the ones Leo had drawn. Leo’s talismans had a yellow background with red characters, while the ones in the hands of these three individuals had a black background with white characters.
After a series of convoluted incantations, the three individuals simultaneously threw their talismans.
The three talismans seemed to have eyes as they flew towards the coffin in the center.
One talisman stuck to the coffin lid, while the other two stuck to the left and right sides of the coffin.
The black aura on the coffin gradually dimmed, and the vibrations also lessened.
Two of the individuals secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while the other person remained tense and nervous.
On the other side, with the support of Spiritual Power, it took Leo only a few minutes to approach the cemetery to the west of the village.
Leo’s mental state was on high alert as he was about to use his divine sense to scan the area when a strange fluctuation passed through.
Leo’s heart tightened. He had only experienced such a strong aura of darkness when the zombie calling itself Ecthrois awakened under the Ten Thousand Buddha Path in Jade Peaks.
Could it be that this seemingly ordinary cemetery was burying a monster of the same level as Ecthrois?
With a bit of uneasiness, Leo slowly approached the direction from which the fluctuation came.
In the cemetery, the three strange individuals began chanting their bizarre and convoluted incantations in unison.
The coffin continued to vibrate, but the intensity of the vibrations was not significant.
During this seemingly calm moment, one of the three individuals suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.
The leader among them glanced at him and immediately summoned a copper bell.
The copper bell flew towards the coffin in front, rapidly enlarging in the air, and then pressed down on the coffin lid.
The copper bell emitted a resounding “clang!” that shook the soul.
Despite being pressed by the copper bell, the vibrations continued, causing the bell to continuously ring, “clang, clang, clang…”
The injury and bloodshed caused one of the individuals to interrupt the incantation he was chanting, throwing off the stability of the triangular formation. The other two individuals faced increased pressure.
Although the leader used the Soul-capturing Bell, they still couldn’t withstand the tremendous tidal wave-like fluctuations within the coffin.
The second individual couldn’t hold on for a minute and also spewed out a mouthful of blood, causing the incantation he was chanting to cease.
The vibrations intensified once again, and even the surface of the Soul-capturing Bell pressed against the coffin showed fine cracks.
The leader felt a pain in his chest, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth, and the incantation stopped.
The next moment, as if a thunderclap had exploded on level ground, the coffin shattered with a loud crash, and the Soul-capturing Bell was sent flying.
The faces of the three individuals turned pale with disbelief.
“We failed? How is this possible? Big brother, how could this happen?!” One of them propped himself up with his right hand, wearing an unwilling expression.
No one answered his question because the other two individuals also had no idea why this situation occurred.
According to reason, even if the spell was completed, it would only create a physical body without the fusion of the second soul and seven spirits. The contents of the coffin should not have awakened on their own, let alone break out of the coffin.
After the dust and debris settled, a tall figure slowly appeared.
Leo had already arrived, hiding behind a tombstone, and witnessed the scene of the coffin exploding.
As the figure became clearer in his eyes, Leo’s mouth gradually opened wide.
Droughtwalker, it was actually a Droughtwalker!
These three Demon Cultivators had actually created a Droughtwalker!
In reality, the creation made by the three Demon Cultivators through their spellcasting was not a genuine Droughtwalker. However, it possessed the form and formidable combat power of a Droughtwalker.
The true objective of these three Demon Cultivators was to create a counterfeit Droughtwalker to serve their own purposes.
Currently, judging from the injured state of the three Demon Cultivators, the situation was already out of control.
The pseudo-Droughtwalker stood proudly, its clothing already petrified, making it impossible to discern whether it was male or female from its facial features.