Outside the Fish Head Village, Qi Rin was the ambush site that Basro had already prepared.

On the small plain as far as the eye can see, there is no movement except for the tall weeds that are always swaying in the wind.

"Are you sure you didn't see invisible magical creatures?"

Basrow withdrew his gaze from the ghost overhead, and looked down at his last remaining subordinate, Cherol the raven.

Crow Cherol pretended to glance at the surrounding heavens and the earth, at least a hundred or so ghosts

Chapter 21 of "The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Flower of the Corpse Guard at the Beginning" Congratulations: The Chosen One: Winter Solstice! Five major theater provinces! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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