Chen Zhao looked at Worcester with annoyance. “Are you blind?”

“Sorry, President.”

Chen Zhao waved his hand. “Whatever. Jolag, go set up the trap.”

“Yes, President.”

Jolag deftly began burying bombs. These magic bombs were quite powerful.

They were destructive for both regular people and spirits.

After he finished with the trap, the sky started darkening.

“President, I finished setting up the trap.”

“Okay. Go eat something good and after you all finish eating, go in. Be careful.”

“President, you're not going?”

“I have to stay to control the trap. Someone has to stay.”

“President, I can deactivate the bombs too, actually.”

“I can too.”

“Me too.”

“I'm the president. I have to stay back because if the plan fails, I have to take care of the mess,” Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. “Have any of you seen the big boss at the start of the game?”

Everyone grumbled inwardly. Chen Zhao made it sound honorable, but it couldn't change the truth.

He was scared. He wanted to shrink back like a turtle.

Chen Zhao looked at the time. It was already past seven.

“Okay, go on in.”

“President, I'll miss you.” West latched onto Chen Zhao.

“F*ck off!” Chen Zhao kicked him aside.

By now, the sky was already dark. The entire Mapleville was pitch black.

Everyone entered the neighborhood.

“Okay,” West said. “Everyone spread out and throw a flash bomb at a house and then run.”

Flash bombs were the best at infuriating a spirit. Not only were they useful against humans, they also worked for spirits.

After the spirit lost vision temporarily, they'd regain their vision gradually and then become furious.

But the process of them regaining their vision gave them enough time to escape.

This was also part of their plan.

“Everyone, match times,” West said.

“Seven fifty.”

“Be careful and keep in contact,” West said. “There's only one chance for the trap. We have to lure the spirits toward the trap at the same time and bomb them all at once. If there's too much time in between, then we'll still have to face a large number of evil spirits.”

“Okay, we understand.”

West looked toward Bir. “Bir, you're the slowest, so you take this area. It's the closest to the exit. If you don't have time, use your strength magic.

“Moore, you take that area. You can use your cloning to attract attention.”

West was quite experienced, so he a.s.signed tasks for everyone.

“West, I think you should keep being the president,” Worcester said. “Instead of finding a coward who doesn't do anything.”

Everyone agreed now. West furrowed his brows.

“Okay, everyone has their own area. Spread out and start at eight o'clock sharp.”

“It's them again. Are they here to look for death?”

Pamela saw the Supernatural Organization through her window.

She wasn't unfamiliar with them.

Even though she hadn't interacted with them before, she knew that they'd come to Mapleville many times and fought with the evil spirits.

However, they were just average.

It was a feat if they could kill one or two evil spirits each time. They fled immediately if there were more.

Tick, tick—

When eight o'clock arrived, Baliya smashed something into the window.

“What's that?”

Boom!

In an instant, the sharp light blinded Pamela.

“Ah…ah… My eyes…

“I'm going to kill her! I'll kill that little b*tch! Ah…”

Baliya ran immediately. She went next door and threw another flash bomb. Howls came out of the house immediately.

Similar scenes replayed in every corner of the neighborhood.

Baliya flew past one area and tossed a bomb into a dozen houses.

With a whoosh, an aggressive evil spirit broke out of a house behind her.

“B*tch, I'm gonna kill you…”

This evil spirit was two or three times bigger than usual. He was like a small giant.

“Ah!” Baliya ran back in fear. While running, she yelled out, “I'm pretty much done luring. When can I run back?”

“Baliya, you're the deepest in. You can start back now. I'm almost done too.”

Hearing West's words, Baliya rounded a fountain and started running back.

Suddenly, the evil spirit behind her caught up and clawed her back.

Light flashed on her back. She rolled on the ground and then continued running.

The defensive gear was quite effective, but it couldn't provide unlimited protection.

Its effect weakened with each use. If that kind of attack happened again, the armor would probably lose effectiveness.

“Run!” There was a large group of evil spirits behind Bir too.

There were even more than behind Baliya. Old Bir tossed his cane away and ran for his life.

As he ran, his body enlarged. Finally, he was like a small giant as he rushed toward the gates.

At that time, the others caught up too. They also had a large group of evil spirits behind them.

They weren't very strong, but they were all great at luring monsters.

The evil spirits were grouped together now. They covered the sky and moon, howling and screaming.

It was like the end of the world. These rookies had never seen anything like it before.

Everyone was about to p.i.s.s their pants. Suddenly, there was a pained scream.

Evil spirits caught up to Moore's clone. It didn't even last a second before getting swallowed up.

Worcester was the first to burst out of the entrance. Then there was a second, a third.

They burst out of the trap area one after another.

“President, hurry! Deactivate it!”

Chen Zhao looked around. There were ten of them—all present.

The next moment, Chen Zhao pressed the remote control.

Kaboom!

The dozen magic bombs were deactivated all at once.

Firelight and shards flew into the sky, turning the surroundings into ruins.

The explosions lasted for a full minute. Chen Zhao had never seen such brilliant fireworks before.

“Haha… Success!”

“We succeeded.” Everyone was extremely excited.

They'd killed so many evil spirits. None of them could survive such an intense explosion.

But when the fire died down, the evil spirits were still unharmed.

Not a single one had died. Everyone's expressions froze.

But the evil spirits actually started lunging at Chen Zhao.

“Hurry! Let's run!” Worcester cried. “They're going for the president. We have time to run!”