Chwing! A metallic whistle of a sword being drawn rang out.

As soon as Seol Jihu gave his command, everyone cut off the rope and raised their weapons to prepare for battle.

‘I have to investigate a bit more…’

He didn’t feel right commanding everyone to charge forward out of the blue.

However, they didn’t have time. The Spirits were very clearly on the verge of death, helpless against the onslaught of the attackers.

‘If I can save even one of them, I should be able to get information on the current state of the Spirit Realm.’

Thinking so, Seol Jihu kicked off the ground in full force. He planned to save the Spirits first.

With over ten people simultaneously making a move, the enemy noticed them instantly. They stopped their massacre and turned to look. Then, when they saw the members of the expedition team that were charging toward them—

[Hiiiiiiiick!]

They changed their course with a shrill, bone-chilling scream.

“They’re coming!”

Phi Sora shouted as strange gaseous lifeforms glowing blue closed in on them in an instant like the blowing wind.

‘Will o’ wisps?’

At a closer distance, the creatures’ blue light was even more distinctive. Blazing like flames from a gas stove, the ghostly lights flew over like tiny comets.

Although Seol Jihu wanted to observe them a bit more—

Crackle! With the scorching fire nearly touching him, Seol Jihu stabbed forward with his tightly gripped spear.

“!”

Then, he immediately paused in hesitation. It would be normal to feel the spear blade penetrating something, but no such sensation was transmitted to his palms.

But he expected as much since he was stabbing a gaseous lifeform. The reason he paused was because the enemy froze as soon as his spear blade pierced it.

[Kirrrrrr! K...