Creeeak.
Amid a teeth-grating screech, the statue, made entirely of metal and standing three people tall, began to warp. Its already grotesque form twisted until it had no recognizable shape at all.
Like a liquid, the statue twisted and spun, finally becoming a vortex.
The corpses on the ground were sucked into the statue.
Blood and severed limbs were swallowed into it.
So was the resurrected army of undead.
The undead charging at the front lost their footing and were dragged into the vortex.
The slaves farther away still had a chance to cling to nearby buildings, searching for footholds against the tremendous suction.
In the air, the demonized Qin Ran spread his Flame Wings slightly, and the tremendous suction became negligible.
He examined the vortex formed from the statue with his burning eyes.
When he saw certain things within it, the demonized Qin Ran plunged into the vortex without hesitation.
Whoosh!
After the demonized Qin Ran crashed headfirst into the vortex, fierce winds swept across the ground.
More than ten seconds later, the winds subsided. The slaves and the Burning Dawn soldiers arriving from farther away exchanged bewildered looks. They had no idea what had happened.
Someone, however, knew.
"Hahaha!"
"Greed truly is the original sin!"
"So what if he's the Burning Family's heir?"
"When faced with an irresistible temptation, he still obediently went to his death!"
A middle-aged man wearing a crown and sumptuous clothing walked out of the palace, laughing.
Behind him stood roughly a hundred fully armed warriors.
Unlike ordinary soldiers, these men had better equipment and larger builds. Their presence, in particular, carried a cold indifference that was enough to strike terror into an ordinary person's heart.
"Nording!"
Lusek practically squeezed the name through clenched teeth.
His hatred came from deep within his bones.
"Lusek,