On the contrary, the reactions of those ordinary undead, who account for the vast majority of the number, when they saw the Dawn Bird-type reconnaissance puppets, made Hal breathe a sigh of relief. At least this shows that these ordinary undead have no high wisdom, and it seems that

It's just a group of cannon fodder that follows its instinct.

"roar--!!"

Suddenly, in the projection screen, the corpse ghost dragon flying in the air opened its mouth and let out a roar of shock and atmosphere. The sound waves spread far away. Even at least a thousand meters apart, Hal still felt a slight tremor in his spirit.

It seemed to be hit by the other party's roar.

Of course, this is actually just an illusion. With his level 3, level 9 extreme cultivation, his soul has long transformed into the essence of the true spirit. With the real spirit guarding, the sound of the corpse ghost dragon is enough to directly collapse the souls of countless mortals.

The roar of his roar could not easily shake the spiritual will of a strong man like him.

But Hal was not proud, because the roar of the zombie dragon was not originally for him.

"Ao..."

"Haaa..."

"Click, click..."

"Puchi phuchi phuchi phuchi...!!"

Looking at the countless undeads who suddenly rioted around and began to rush towards him frantically, and the undead crawled out of the earth and the speed that was obviously several minutes faster than before.

Hal immediately understood and frowned.
Chapter completed!