His Highness the prince twitched his mouth, silently raised his middle finger at these things, turned his head and ran away.

But what makes people desperate is...

This group of things like the undead have several legendary space-based deceaseds. They rely on the barrier formed by instinct to make it difficult to move in a short time. No matter how many pieces they fly, they keep flying back to their original position.

William finally couldn't help it this time, and he raised his eyebrows: "Okay, if you want to play, don't blame me for using your corpses to make equipment."

One hour later.

His Highness panted and watched the group of things that were broken up, beaten to death, and beaten to ashes gradually recovered...

He finally couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Because these existences who are out of control over the long river of time.

Will not die!

Really won't die.

This is not the land of the king, but the land of the dead.

They are not the dead.

They are a group of immortal dead.

This is... a world where countless dead people live!

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Chapter completed!