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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"We can't hold on for that much longer. There are too many of them!" Big Beard's anxious voice was heard as he continued to fire on his mecha. The endless waves of suicidal ghost attacks were relentless and slowly overpowering the guardian's defense lines.

　　"What are the sages doing?" Qing Qiaoqiao was already worn out by the endless combat.

　　"They can't risk making their move with the demons still watching." Qing Linglong replied.

　　The demons were the sage-level ghosts, which outnumbered the sages in the guardian camp at this point, with four flying high and two still waiting for their opportunity deep beneath the surface of the sea.

　　Fang Shui'er suddenly took flight, shooting four arrows toward the four demons in the air.

　　"Get rid of the two below!" Fang Shui'er's shout came just as she unleashed her attack. Just like Big Beard, she understood the predicament they were in. She decided to risk the offensive against the four demons in the sky in the hopes that Li Huaibei and Sai Gao would be able to finish the two remaining ones quickly enough to reinforce her.

　　"Give us fifteen minutes!" Li Huaibei yelled before disappearing beneath the surging waves of the ocean, followed by Sai Gao's beast form. He had no time to waste, especially when Fang Shui'er was alone against four opponents of her level.

　　Bai Ze calmly looked at the front. She did not want to intervene just yet, not when she could feel an even more menacing presence lurking within the black smog.

　　"There's nothing we can do." Tian Yan put her arm on Fu Bo's shoulder, just as he turned around.

　　"But…"

　　"...for now." Tian Yan said with a gentle voice and wrapped her arm around Fu Bo's.

　　"Come on, you b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!" Pan Junwei was now fighting in the frontlines. He cursed as he smashed the ground with both of his hands, erecting a giant platform on which hundreds of cannons were ready to fire.

　　"Die!" Pan Junwei roared as he unleashed a barrage of cannon fire, momentarily creating a vacuum in the area in front of him.

　　"Is there nothing else we can do?" Qian Mian exchanged a worried glance with Bai Ze. Despite its effectiveness, Pan Junwei's counterattack could only last so long.