The Witch Priests who still had their wits about them ignored the common Barbarian Ghosts, instead unleashing a swarm of layered curses and strange Magic Techniques upon Zhong Ming.
"BOOM!"
A thousand Curse Techniques erupted at once, causing ghostly shadows to surge like a tide and cursed blood to fall like rain. Amidst this terrifying barrage, nearly three hundred Barbarian Ghost Commanders leaped through the air, charging toward Zhong Ming to kill him.
At this moment, the Barbarian Ghost tribe was executing its high command's order to the absolute letter: kill Zhong Ming, no matter the cost.
"Lord Zhong Ming, fall back!"
"Protect him!"
"By order of the Silver Moon King, everyone, protect Zhong Ming!"
The Barbarian Ghosts had realized Zhong Ming's importance, and the humans were even more aware of it.
They saw that Zhong Ming merely had to stand in the sky to exert immense pressure on the enemy.
This unique ability made him more valuable in their eyes than an entire army.
