"What is that?"
Someone cried out in alarm.
"Ancient Corpse! They're all Ancient Corpses!" Gao Jie lived in the Northern Territory, and the Northern Territory was part of the Western Regions. Since ancient times, the Western Regions had been rife with tales of evil corpses causing trouble.
The name Dry Stakes.
Even people from the Central Land had heard of them.
As an Awakened and a Weird Second Generation, Gao Jie naturally knew that most of those stories were true.
There were not only evil corpses.
He had even heard the elders of his family mention them.
In the deepest part of the Western Regions.
A terrifying ancient corpse known as Hanba was said to be sleeping there. It was also the source of all the evil corpses in the Western Regions—the ancestor of all corpses!
Therefore, among everyone present.
He was most familiar with Ancient Corpses.
And the most sensitive to them!
Sure enough.
One pair after another of eyes flickering with a dark green light slowly emerged from the woods. They belonged to stiff, shriveled, blackened corpses, each draped in tattered strips of cloth!
"Damn it!"
"How can there be something like this?!"
"Run!"
Everyone cried out in alarm, and many of them immediately tried to turn and flee.
But there were too many people.
Though their numbers had already been reduced by more than half along the way.
There were still three or four hundred people—one-third of the original number.
They were jammed onto a path only two meters wide, while zombies emerged from both sides. For a moment, it was like the scene of a massive traffic accident: a tangled, chaotic mess.
"These corpses aren't evil entities themselves."
"They're only corpse slaves."
The three of them did not flee. After observing carefully, Gao Jie made his