The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Dennis Miller’s companion realized that the corpses came from a mass grave in the forest.

That mass grave had existed for many years.

Rumor had it that tens of thousands of people had died on a battlefield a thousand years ago.

If these corpses all crawled out from the original ancient battlefield, then the number would truly be…

Dennis Miller’s scalp went numb, and he didn’t dare to think about it any further.

It seemed that it was trying to confirm his companion’s guess.

Soon, the corpses that came out of the dense forest were wearing tattered armor.

They had long rotted hands and even held rusty swords.

What was even more terrifying was that among these corpses, there were also bones like generals riding giant white horses.

The sea of corpses, which was obviously not ordinary, gave off a cold aura. A glance from a distance was enough to make people feel a chill in their bones.

When he saw the corpses, Dennis heard his own chief let out a groan, “Zombies!”

The scene of such a dense pile of bones rushing to the town was shocking enough.

The chief’s call of zombies scared everyone present so much that their hands and feet went limp.

Zombies were monsters that only cultivators could deal with!

It was rumored that they would neither die nor disappear, bloodthirsty and cruel.

And it would spread plague.

A zombie was enough to destroy a village with 100 people overnight.

But now…

As far as the eye could see, there were more than 10,000 zombies in this vast pile of corpses.

Moreover, the zombies gushing out of the dense forest gave people an endless feeling.

Just as the guards were trembling, Dennis heard the chief’s roar.

“Listen up, guard the city gate tower, and organize the people in the town to retreat. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!”

in the town were already in a mess when they learned that the zombies

no time

to

speed at which the people in the town fled was

the front of the town

were no tall city walls in the

just an ordinary defense made of bricks

zombies

to smell the breath of living and

wall outside the town like crazy. In a short time, the wall became riddled with holes and collapsed as soon as it was touched, like a

even long for the simple defenses

rushed in

deathly aura

of the people who had escaped from the town were

guards were able to

front of the

Miller and

facing a sea of corpses, but

no one took a step

at this moment,

their weapons,

all knew that once they retreated, the people behind them

Mountain Town. It was at this point that Dennis Miller’s chief came up with a way

method was almost suicide. That was to rush into the sea of corpses, kill their way

half of the

the explosion could also stop the Corpse Sea from moving forward in a short

it was those who rushed into the sea of corpses

the arsenal was now

into the arsenal and ignite

far from enough to sacrifice one

covered with blood on the

me?” The chief glared, gasped, and

clearly extremely scared, his arms

fear in his

felt his heart pounding.

instinctive desire for

hesitating, 50 guards shouted and stood

all knew that by taking this step,

even be no bones