When the Ye brothers stepped into the passage again, a day had already passed. This time, none of them used a Mimic to create an avatar. The mess left behind after the previous battle had vanished, but the destroyed stone statues had only been left with half their broken bodies and had not been restored. It was unknown whether the thirty-eight Dracula descendants had not had time to repair them because they had entered again too soon, or whether the statues simply could not be restored after being destroyed.
They left behind a humanoid Mimic holding the golden key aloft, like the Statue of Liberty on some nation's coast, while the massive Zergling army once more began its "black stampede."
Ye Luo and the others did not follow the Zerglings at the front. Instead, they stayed at the entrance to the passage. Of course, it was not because they feared death, but because they worried that cramming more than a dozen people into the passage would prevent the Zerglings from launching their tidal-wave-like assault.
They rushed past the stone statues and swept by the murals. Finally, the thirty-eight Dracula warriors, completely immune to physical attacks, appeared. Seeing another countless swarm of Zerglings, the leading man showed a flicker of anger and impatience. This time, he could not even be bothered to say dialect phrases like, "May the glory of God shine upon you..." With a raised hand, empowered by the abilities of the warriors behind him, another lightning storm swept forth.
The scattered arcs of electricity bounced endlessly through the passage. This scene, more dazzling than anything from a sci-fi movie, resulted in the deaths of 2,962 Zerglings. When the electric arcs reached the passage entrance, Ye Meng could no longer hold himself back. With a ferocious grin, his right