"It's finally solved. This guy is such a dangerous monster." Vermeer let out a long breath, and the mask encapsulated in the jar closed his eyes, his mouth was still sharp and terrifying. The mask began to bend slightly from the middle part, like a beetle huddled with its back bent in the jar.

"I originally wanted to clean it up below, but I didn't expect it to run out. Fortunately, you have a solution." Sam looked at the things in the jar and thought about the appearance of the thing on people's face before, and couldn't help feeling disgusted.

"Thanks to you, we have too little information about the senior management of Dragon Academy, and we almost got mad by this guy." Vermill was a little ashamed and was plotted against by this masked monster by the method of deceiving death. Although no one could think of such parasitic abnormalities, it was because he was negligent that the other party had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"How do you deal with this thing?"

"As a hostage, he is also a senior executive of Dragon Academy. If Dugan wants to do anything, he will be afraid of someone in our hands," said Vermeer.

"Wait...what is over there?" Sam pointed his hand in the distance.

Due to the panic caused by signal blocking, the crowd should have fled to the neighboring city, but now a large group of people are gathering on the riverside, which is obviously very abnormal.

"Give it back to me...Give it back to me..."

Different voices are calling the same sentence. Those voices are empty and powerless, but they are constantly repeating and gathering into waves of sounds. This sound is naturally made by the group of people walking towards them.

"Click!" A big tree was protruding as big as a human head, as if it was a tumor. The lump quickly wriggled, and finally peeled off from the tree, and a mask with long feet fell off from it.

Those things look the same as Prajna masks, but the patterns on the masks are different, and they are separated from trees, cement and even metal, almost everywhere. After they are born, they begin to instinctively approach the surrounding living organisms and attack them with their long feet. Like Prajna masks, they will possess them on those creatures to manipulate their actions.

The crowd who were rushing here were wearing such masks on their faces, and mechanical words were constantly repeated in their mouths.

"Give it back to me...Give it back to me..."

"Damn... he still has a backup plan!" Vermeer felt something was wrong. "These people are ordinary people who are controlled, Prajna... you are too despicable."

"They seem to be unfast, and we still have time to escape now."

"It's not that simple. It makes sense that Prajna can achieve the position of the master..." Vermil looked upwards, and a big bird with a mask attached to the back flew down from the air, stretching out its claws and sweeping through the low altitude.

The bird's claws suddenly stretched out, and Vermeer swung a blood sword to cut it off. The ghost mask behind the bird spit out a ball of ghost fire and rushed towards Vermeer. The latter dissolved the sword in his hand into a blood barrier. The flames burned along the barrier, as if a fire touched alcohol.

"It's endless." Vermill looked over the sky, and a large number of flying objects were gathering here, some were birds, some were bats, and even people who had grown wings after being alienated. I'm afraid there were more Prajna masks snatching their bodies not far away. They will rush over with a group of puppet army that is not afraid of life and death to seize their bodies.

The huge blood-colored giant turned into countless wandering locusts, and the swarms penetrated into the waves of those Prajna masks, and pierced the light-minded structure inside them with their sharp pointed mouths, but they would not damage the host's body.

The Seventh Apostle used by Vermeer is considered a weak version of Dracula's version. He improved his control and reduced the power of the blood swarm. However, the opponent is just a mask, and this power is already very enough.

"Give it back to me... and..."

Masks fell one after another into the river water below, making shrill wails. The mask fell into the river water and lost the control of the Mind Bo. It quickly turned back to its original material, and finally stopped the madly noisy noise.

The three huge ghost masks quickly collapsed, and bloody bats and locusts kept passing through the fog, disintegrating the enemy's structure. The fog itself also had the effect of blocking interference to light thoughts. When the three ghost masks were completely covered by the fog, they were actually not far from being completely disintegrated.

"Success!" Sam cheered loudly at the broken masks piled up below. The scene just now scared him. The opportunity to watch the duel of such a top light scholar at such a close distance is not casual.

"It seems like this, he should have no backup plan." Vermill controlled the flying insect swarm to clear out the remaining masks. The blood-red insect swarm seemed to be the incarnation of the god of death, leaving only a mess wherever he went. However, Vermill sent all the people under control safely, and layers of flying insects formed thick clouds, without hurting innocent people.

Vermil sent all the innocent people manipulated by Prajna to the river bank and lined up in a row. These people were just unconscious, with some small holes left by Prajna masks on their faces, but they did not endanger their lives.

After so much effort, he finally solved the annoying mask. In order to launch the Seventh Apostle, Vermil used a bloodline contract to borrow the power of his brother and the old man Dracula. Otherwise, his level alone would not be able to support this technique. He just wasted too much time to deal with it. Now that the bomb has not been found, time is becoming more and more urgent.

The only good news is that the sun has set, and the bloody people's movements are no longer restricted, so they can search for the city freely. Vermill summoned more bloody soldiers to Nightwing City, and more shadows began to travel through the city and continue to penetrate the city.
Chapter completed!