Chapter 382: Corpse Tide
"Mm."
Jiang Mian nodded, silently extending her senses to their limit and focusing them on a patch of unusually still Mist.
There, countless hunched figures stood silently, facing Shen Qiuyu's squad.
It seemed that before Shen Qiuyu and the others arrived, this group of Calamities had gathered here long ago, waiting for them to walk right into the trap.
It seemed that long before Shen Qiuyu and the others arrived, this group of Calamities had gathered here, waiting for them to walk into the trap.
If Jiang Mian's senses had not reached far enough and been sharp enough, she likely would not have discovered these "ambushers."
"Such a grand setup?"
She frowned and muttered softly.
Those things were packed densely together, making her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
When Jiang Mian had first come into contact with corpses, she had merely felt somewhat distressed. But facing a corpse tide of such enormous numbers was an entirely different feeling.
I really want to burn them all down in one go...
Jiang Mian shook her head, temporarily casting aside that thought.
To command such a vast number of [Silent Death] Calamities, there was no need to think about it—the mastermind behind this had to be Withering.
She raised her head and proactively shared the scene over there with Ye Chenyang.
"Brother Ye, what do you think?"
"So many?"
Ye Chenyang's expression shifted slightly.
Within the corpse tide, there were no fewer than three Seventh-tier creatures.
That Mist Fiend had likely only been the vanguard, meant to wear down Shen Qiuyu's condition. The moment she showed the slightest sign of decline, they would swarm her all at once.
"A trap laid specifically for her?"
Ye Chenyang pondered for a moment before answering, "Perhaps after she gained the mechanism to grow stronger