He found that in the army below, there were many undead like the previous online player.

The god of death in this world has fallen?

You know, this is the most classic act of desecrating death.

The level of badness is not much easier than dancing on the top of the Temple of Death.

Yi Chun was a little confused.

He guessed that there must be something wrong with the element of death in this world.

This gave him some understanding, and the natural will of this world whispered.

Clearly, this place has become a mess.

"Gu..."

Yi Chun grunted in the sky.

He looked at the ant-sized soldiers pouring into the mountains in dense numbers.

The shadows of the rolling hills swallowed up their whereabouts.

This is destined to be a long enough dispute, but I don’t know if anyone will shed the last drop of blood for it...

There are many planes and forces across time and space looming here.

Yi Chun felt that these were all bad things...

He thought silently for a while, then breathed downward.

The air lingered in the air and turned into pieces of flying white feathers.
Chapter completed!