Gabriel's Battle with the Dark Spirits Chapter 20

The black cat that he held tightly in his arms suddenly let out several hoarse calls with its fur standing up.

As a result, there was a "whoosh" sound of wind, and the one hundred and eighty ghosts that covered Ethan Xie like a tide were torn into two halves at the same time. The wails that were so sharp that they could almost pierce the eardrums were instantly reduced by half.

Ethan Xie, who was bent over and coughing so hard that he could hardly stand, suddenly saw a hand reaching out to him.

His eyes were filled with physiological moisture, damp and blurry, and he could hardly see the outline of the hand, only a flash of white.

Ethan Xie almost subconsciously stretched out his hand without hesitation and grabbed the palm. He supported most of his weight, and the other hand that was holding the tree trunk was unconsciously grasping because of coughing. The sharp thorns on the bark scratched his fingertips without him noticing.