The man was tall, standing in a mist of blood, as if the surrounding evil spirits meant nothing to him.
Those resentments couldn't even touch him a bit, and they automatically dispersed around him.
It was not because he had any objects on him, but his presence that made all souls genuinely fear from the bottom of their hearts.
This instantly made Amelia's ears quiet.
Not only did the spell that disturbed people's minds disappear, but even the undead who were controlled by the puppet dolls also stopped moving, although their eyes were all crimson and undergoing transformation.
But when they saw the newcomer, whether it was the young spirits who had not yet grown up or the souls who had been swept into the formation, they respectfully lowered their gaze and automatically made way.
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