Tick-tock, hoof tap.
The sound grew closer.
Facing a formidable enemy, Tang Rao felt a chill in his heart.
You only see me alone here. If I brought Hong Xiu, none of you would be my match.
Humph!
However, the road of a loser is endless. Seeing hordes of headless zombies, dozens of gathered people almost wet their pants.
"Hahahahaha, waited so many years and finally there's a new batch. It's a rarity, truly a rarity!"
Wearing clothes of blood, a hat of blood, even from afar, his stench could be smelled.
"What the hell!"
Tang Rao thought he was just a different kind of pervert. He looked towards his pant leg and arm.
All bones, a skeleton frame.
Standing in front of them wasn't a person but a skeleton.
"Watch me deal with this supernatural pretender." The rough voice in the crowd drowned out the fear in everyone's hearts.
Tang Rao stood by, observing.
A member of an unknown sect was the first to step forward to confront the enemy.
