Xiao Jue's corpse fell, his blood staining the ancient stone tiles red.
Qi Wu withdrew his hand and looked down at the severed head that had rolled away.
"Last time, I cut off your arm. This time, I took your life."
He spoke softly.
"Fair."
The moment his words fell.
A strange sound suddenly came from deep within the Underground Palace.
Clack.
Clack, clack.
It was the sound of bones grinding together.
Countless bones.
The sound poured in from every direction.
Lilith's expression changed.
"What's that sound?"
Gale tightened her grip on her long saber and scanned her surroundings warily.
A moment later!
Countless figures poured out from the end of the passage.
They were skeletons.
Countless skeletons.
Some were humanoid, some resembled beasts, and others came in all kinds of bizarre shapes.
Eerie green ghostfire burned in their eye sockets.
They held decaying weapons in their hands.
The skeletons poured from the depths of the Underground Palace in hordes, surging like a tide with no end in sight.
"Holy shit!"
Lilith's eyes widened.
"That many?!"
Gale shattered the three skeletons at the front with a single slash!
But more skeletons surged forward from behind!
They packed the passage, endless and innumerable!
Jiang Qingyue formed hand seals!
"Clay Bomb!"
Dozens of clay birds flew out and exploded amid the skeletons!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bone fragments flew everywhere!
But.
Those fragments writhed on the ground a few times.
Then.
They pieced themselves back together.
And stood up again!
"What?!"
Jiang Qingyue's expression changed.
"They can reassemble?!"
Lilith gritted her teeth.
"How are we supposed to fight these things?!"
Qi Wu narrowed his eyes.
With his Six Eyes active, he could sense the strange energy within these skeletons.
It was a Necromancy Technique.
These skeletons were all Demons.
The Mandala Society's handiwork.