Post-Apocalypse Era

Lilith's headless body was still struggling. She seemed to want to crawl across the ground and retrieve her head, but clearly, Unit Six, the executor of the ritual, would not give her that chance.

Unit Six leaped into the air and hovered above the severed surface of Lilith's neck. After pausing briefly, it descended and fused its lower body with Lilith's headless corpse.

The head symbolized wisdom, and Lilith's body, having lost its "wisdom," at this moment... "Those superficial wounds are nothing. I'm worried about the snakefish poison in his body," Feng Ling said, then looked toward A Bao.

Looking again at these three generals, Li Yan came from the cavalry of Dai Commandery; Lian Wu had been personally promoted by Zhao Yong; although Zhao Shan was a member of the Zhao clan, the place where he rose to prominence was the Armored Roll Camp.

Hearing this, I remembered a saying: anything that could be solved with money was not a problem. The real problem was what money could not solve.

The fat man came from a family of mystics, so he naturally knew something about such matters. In ancient times, those cultivators who traveled the world, punished evil, promoted good, and slew demons and monsters did so partly to save suffering commoners and improve their cultivation, but also in hopes of gaining the people's reverence, having temples built in their honor, and receiving the incense offerings of the mortal world.

However, the instant Wang Hao finished speaking, the sound of applause rang out. Immediately afterward, a figure slowly approached Wang Hao from behind.

Everyone's hearts tightened. Just as Li Yan had said, the army required would certainly number at least ten thousand. Moreover, the soldiers stationed in Yi County would naturally not be few in number. Based on that