C397 Eye of the Dead Tyrant of the Evil Eyes

Without a word, he stood at the entrance of the encampment and drew out the saber-like weapon at his waist. The thousand Death Spirit Soldiers only took a minute or two before they lined up neatly behind him.

There was not a single sound during the entire process. These Undead Spirits were still as cold and numb as death warriors. However, deep in their eyes, a trace of humanity could be seen