Deep in the desert

Above the sky, the moon was pale. The cold wind whimpered, rolling up fine pieces of yellow sand, mixed with the rich smell of blood, which was extremely gloomy.

"Fall into the dust, just tie your hands, you have no way out. The white-haired man in red stepped forward step by step, and with each step he took forward, the smell of fish in the air became heavier.

In front of him was a man dressed in black. The man in black leaned over and propped up the ground with a long sword, his breath was very disordered. On his body, there are several horrific wounds, and some of them are even deep in the bones, which makes people feel furious when they look at him. And on his left chest, there is also a clear penetrating wound. Traumatized to this extent, he should have been a dead man according to common sense. And at this moment, he was surrounded by a group of people, led by the man in red.

The man in black slowly straightened up and looked coldly at the man in red in front of him. The eyes of the two collided, and the atmosphere froze to the freezing point.

"Hahaha-" The man in black suddenly laughed strangely, then spat out a large mouthful of crimson blood, and said viciously: "Do you really think that you people can keep this seat? ”

With that, he raised the pitch-black sword in his hand, crossed it across his chest, and wiped his left hand from the blade of the sword, and the blood was all over the sword body at once, emitting a ghostly and bewitching light.

He's going to use that trick - the man in red's pupils suddenly shrank, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

The man thrust his sword into the earth, and everyone could clearly feel the ground trembling violently under their feet.

"Open, Gates of Hell—" The man in black whispered faintly, like a devil in hell, his pupils bursting with a scorching golden light.

Next, a terrifying scene appeared. One skeleton after another crawled out of the desert with their withered arms outstretched. Some of them have been dusty for a hundred years, their dry bones are white, and some of their flesh and skin have not completely decomposed, half of them are corrupted, and they are crawling with disgusting maggots, and their appearance is extremely terrifying.

They were lonely ghosts sleeping in the desert, and now their king has awakened them!

This group of skeletons is extremely numerous, and thousands of them are gathered together. Under the moonlight, they let out a terrible howl, and rushed to the men in red without fear of death, fighting together.

Suddenly, screams filled the entire desert.

"Remember to me, sooner or later, I will come back and purge you traitors!" the hoarse voice echoed in the sky, striking hard at everyone's heart.

The man in red narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were cloudy.

The moon turned crimson and bloody.