At midnight.

The moon is in the sky.

A bitter cold wind howled through the war-torn southeast.

More than 200 burning corpses marched to a stop in the middle of the minefield.

Boom!

They were facing southeast, and a large amount of scorched earth was splashed as the shield fell to the ground, and the large axe stood on the shield.

Behind him were more than 900 bronze warriors armed with shields and swords, and more than 1,000 bronze archers.

In the rear were more than 300 whites

Chapter 189 of "The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Corpse Keeper Class Flower at the Beginning", Let's start, the perfect synergy of the undead is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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