In Wizard's logic, evil creatures had always been a double-edged weapon used to fight humans—a free killing machine.
But the facts had shown him that evil creatures were, in the end, a double-edged sword. They could hurt the enemy, but they could also hurt him. And now, without a doubt, that sword had swung toward the Core Zone and was coming straight at him.
Unlike humans, evil creatures had simple minds. Aside from instinct, they had almost no intelligence to speak of, and they felt no fear.
The lower-level evil creatures in particular were completely mindless. Even if you killed thousands upon thousands of them, the ones left behind wouldn't hesitate. They would only attack even more frenziedly. They knew nothing of fear and would never retreat on their own—not until the last one fell.
Now, that terrifying scene was unfolding right before Wizard's eyes.
A flood of White Bones Monsters surged toward them, packed tightly together. At first there were hundreds, then thousands, and soon tens of thousands.
Before long, White Bones Monsters filled Wizard's entire field of vision. Their arms and hands were joined together, naturally forming two sharp bone blades. They weren't especially destructive individually, but there were simply too many of them.
Wizard felt his scalp prickle.
An army of ten thousand stretched beyond the horizon. And the number of White Bones Monsters was far greater than ten thousand—at least tens of thousands, perhaps even a hundred thousand.
What's more, the White Bones army had no set route. It poured into every available space, destroying everything in its path as it swept forward.
Since Little Wizard had ordered them not to run, naturally the wisest choice was to gather around him.
It was just that this fellow had been quick to speak up first.
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