The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 718 Provocation

After showing his obvious disdain for Daniel, Black added, "Just by the way you were ogling those two women, are you really free from blemish and pure? From what I see, you're just a filthy rogue!"

Daniel pointed at Black, commanding the evil spirits, "This old fart calls me a dirty rogue. Go on, swarm him, let him know what respect is!"

"Country bumpkin, who do you think you are? You believe these evil spirits will listen to you? That they'll come at my single command? How could they possib..."

Before Black could finish his thought, the black, shadowy spirits rushed towards him en masse.

"Ah! Don't come near me!" Black cried out, petrified by the advancing spectral figures and instinctively began to back away.

However, just as he took a step back, an evil spirit with an eerily halved foot appeared behind Black.

Thump! Black lost his footing and toppled to the ground, with the evil spirits then descending upon him, unceremoniously piling on top of him.

"Get off me!"

"Stop biting me!"

Black screamed and flailed, trying to push away the spirits. But these dark entities were just souls, illusions - they couldn't be touched or pushed by mere hands.

Soon enough, Black steadied himself. He began chanting a protective spell, forming symbols with his hands and jabbing fiercely at the shades before him.

"Thou shall leave!" he ordered.

With each command, spirits dissipated, revealing Black's dexterity with banishments. Yet, despite their lack of strength, the sheer number of spirits wore him down.

By the time Black had dispersed all

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the surrounding spirits, he was exhausted, sinking to the ground, huffing and puffing. Daniel sauntered over, still beaming, and teased, "How are you holding up, Black?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"What are you on about?"

"Well, I can't say much, except about those vile spirits you summoned with that scroll. Were you aiming to have some fun with them? Did you enjoy it? Was it exciting enough for you?

If you're still feeling unfulfilled, go ahead, bite open your finger again and summon some more spirits. After all, there's no shortage of evil spirits here in Moon landing. You can have as many as you want!"

Country bumpkin... You...

Angered to the point of eruption, Black spat a mouthful of blood. Yet, his outburst wasn't triggered by Daniel's words but by the exertion of fending off those evil spirits, which

had taken a significant toll on his body.

Seeing Black coughing up blood, White became deeply concerned.

"Brother, are you alright?" White asked attentively.

After all these years of establishing renown, they had made innumerable enemies and faced many formidable opponents. If something happened to Black, White knew surviving on his own would be challenging.