These dead soldiers were clad in a human skin that looked like Elizabeth, and when they were cut, the blood gushing out was mixed with pitch-black slime, and they were filled with a high concentration of madness.

"Wendy, stop."

Wendy, who had already entered the battle mode, immediately calmed down, and the shackles protected her and retreated.

"What's wrong?"

"These dead soldiers don't seem to have the will to attack, more like they're going to drag us here, and

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