Even with tens of millions supporting this protective barrier, to be honest, it could not withstand such depletion.
At this moment, whether the Evil Dragon Army and the city guards could stop the enemy forces—including the true enemies behind the corpse puppets and corpse beasts—was the key to deciding victory or defeat, and whether the Divine City of Destiny would fall!
Before the corpse puppets and corpse beasts even arrived, Li Tianming had already smelled their nauseating stench of rot.
Before his eyes lay heaps of rotten flesh, crawling with mosquitoes and insects.
They had long since died, their souls gone, left to be manipulated by the Necromantic Ghost King.
"Defiling the dead is an unforgivable sin..."
Li Tianming looked toward the Necromantic Ghost King.
Her sins were even heavier than Ye Puti's.
Though she ranked fifth, the people she had killed and the sins she had committed made even ten Blood Yi Ghost Kings seem inferior to her.
One person ruthlessly controlling three million frenzied corpses—such a sight was unforgettable for a lifetime.
Puff puff puff!
His Grand-Orient Sword had already lashed out before those corpse puppets and corpse beasts arrived.
"Rest in peace..."
Killing them brought no sense of exhilaration at all.
If anything, this slaughter only filled one with pain.
"They're already dead, yet we still have to kill them once more."
"When will they finally be freed?"
Even more terrifying was this—
If the Divine City of Destiny fell, would these tens of millions of people also become frenzied like this, marching on to the next divine city to slaughter their own kin?
Though the corpse puppets and corpse beasts were not truly very strong in battle, only when one actually fought them did one understand what it meant for one's scalp to go numb.
That