On the domain shrouded by the ancient curse, the horn of battle officially sounded.
This group of General Corpse Slaves, like demons crawling from the depths of hell, launched a merciless siege against these outsiders—whether they were the strong warriors of the Ancient European Country, or bounty hunters gathered here for wealth and glory.
Among this terrifying crowd of General Corpse Slaves, the threat posed by the Flying Corpse was already enough to make one tremble, but their kinds certainly did not end there.
At the moment, a zombie named White Stiffness, with its enormous body and white fur covering its entire form, became the new focus.
The size of the White Stiffness was almost equivalent to a small giant beast, each step causing a slight tremor on the ground.
Its eyes were hollow and deep, seemingly capable of devouring all light, while the seemingly clumsy gigantic palms contained enough power to shake mountains.
