A moment later, Su Ming felt a faint tremor from underground, as though a violent current were rushing toward them. A buzzing echo also came from the sewer entrance.
Hela took a few steps back, put on her gloves, and waited quietly with her arms folded.
Soon, grayish-white waves poured out of the sewer.
They were neither water nor ice and snow, but a vast number of small animal skeletons. Most were dead rats, though there were also some dead pets of various kinds.
Most had already been reduced to bare bones, their skeletons fused together by dark magic. A small fraction still had tattered, shriveled fur clinging to them, mixed among the bones like mummified corpses.
Regardless of their appearance, dark green ghostfire burned in their hollow eye sockets as they quietly and orderly surged up from the sewer onto the street.
Fortunately, there was no one on this street right now. Otherwise, such a massive horde of resurrected undead would have been enough to drive anyone insane.
Enslaving the dead was Hela's ability. She could control not only dead humans and gods, but all kinds of animals as long as their remains existed.
Hela had never been to a human city, but she could sense an undead army beneath this city, in the foul, murky places below, waiting for her command.
Before long, tens of thousands of undead covered the entire street. Countless tiny green points of light watched the four of them, and the whole street turned eerie as the temperature plummeted.
Hela did not seem to say anything to them. With a simple wave of her hand, the skeletal little animals scattered, forming hundreds of streams large and small as they vanished into the surrounding alleys.
"That should do it. Whether the Vampires are hiding in