Cao Xing glanced at the temperature above his head.
[Current Temperature: -67℃]
"This passage is even colder than the last time I was here."
Meanwhile,
From the walls on both sides of the passage, blue figures suddenly emerged one by one.
They moved in a ghostly manner, exuding an eerie aura.
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed those Ascalon Undead.
Their pale faces still retained the expressions they had before death, giving off a sinister feeling.
As more and more Ascalon Undead appeared, they nearly filled the entire passage.
The intense undead aura carried an astonishing chill!
Robin, who was following behind Cao Xing, was almost already pale with fear.
"S-S-Sir..."
"Why are there so many undead here?" he asked, trembling.
Cao Xing shrugged, "You should ask your ancestors, the King of Ascalon."
Robin looked bewildered; he didn't know the story of the Ascalon Kingdom's downfall.
