C1346 The Road Was Filled with Coffins

"Keke..."

The cries of the golden crows echoed in my ears. Soon, they surrounded me completely. As I waved the Evil Suppressing Short Rod to drive them away, I cursed in my heart. How could there be so many of them? How did they reproduce and survive in this hall in the mountain?

I couldn't find the reason why the golden crows survived, because I was too weak