Darren and the others did not dare to move when they sensed the danger. They gathered some dead tree branches with their god's power to build a platform to rest.
After they finished, Wilson walked around to ask the people, especially the men at the end of their group, if they had sensed anything strange.
"Buddy, didn't you notice that someone around you disappeared?" Wilson's brow furrowed as he asked.
"No. I wasn't aware that someone was missing." The man shook his head in confusion.
"How about you? What about you two?" Wilson asked several people, but none of them had sensed anything bizarre. At a subconscious level, they felt that the people around them were still there.
"We must have run into an evil spirit," Wilson's face paled as he muttered.
"What kind of evil spirit?" Darren questioned puzzled.
"Sir, you must have heard of the demonic monster race in the mortal world you lived in, right?" Wilson glanced at Darren as he asked.
"Yes, there is a demonic monster race."
"There is a rumor that the evil spirits in the Primitive Wilderness have evolved from the demonic monster race in the mortal worlds. Since they don't belong here, they just wander around and swallow creatures' souls, especially human souls to survive," Wilson elucidated.
"Yes, my father once mentioned something like that. The dark laws in the Primitive Wilderness intensify the strength of the evil spirits, making it challenging to deal with them," Lindsay added. She remembered this detail when Wilson brought up the subject of evil spirits.
Darren nodded slightly and instructed, "Everyone, be on guard. We'd better move slowly, back to back."
"That might not be helpful, sir. Evil spirits have strong skills with which to confuse their targets. Even if someone around us disappears, it can still control our consciousness and make us believe that no one is missing.
Besides, I feel as though an evil spirit is still near us. Perhaps it is hiding in a team member's body while it waits for a chance to attack again!" After Wilson finished speaking, everyone glanced at each other to see if anyone had an unusual expression.
While everyone appeared surprised, no one looked scared.
"This is going to complicate things. Are you sure that there's still an evil spirit in our midst?"
"Yes, I'm certain. Usually, after the evil spirits devour the souls, they can't hide in the void. So they will attach themselves to someone's body to avoid being detected. Now, the evil spirit has eaten five people from our group. It can't escape so fast. It must be here."
Wilson sounded so convinced that Darren and the others believed him.
"Everyone, stand up! Line up!" Darren roared.
Then, he stepped forward and examined everyone's face.
He also used the Defiant Master's god's sense to probe for any clue that might help them figure out whether the person had been possessed or not. However, he could not find any traces of the evil spirit.
"It has hidden from us so well," Darren murmured.
"Sir, you've missed a few people," Wilson whispered.
"What?"
"Ahem. Mr. Finley Feng, Princess Lindsay, Jefferson, Duke, and I. You haven't checked us." Wilson was always careful and meticulous. He reminded Darren that every single person needed to be examined, regardless of their relationship with Darren.
"Wilson, are you tired of living? How dare you suggest that my body is host to an evil spirit?" Finley said angrily.
"That's right. While that brat is weak enough to be fooled and consumed by an evil spirit, I am not. How dare you imply such a thing? Go to hell!" Lindsay shouted as annoyance surged within her.
Both Lindsay and Finley were furious.
"Please, calm down. The evil spirit is not only wicked but also very smart. If it wants to hide, it will choose the person who has the best relationship with the leader. Ahem," Wilson bowed his head and rationalized. He knew that they were angry at his suggestion, but he harbored no ill-intent. It was prudent to be cautious.
"You!" they shouted in unison.
"Well, he is right. I have to check everyone," Darren acknowledged.
"Alas." Finley shook his head before he continued, "Darren, I'm so disappointed that you doubt me."
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