At this moment, Zhao Xu was looking at the unique tattoo on his arm, or rather, the " Sacred Tattoo.
the first divine pattern, lord of the undead, was wrapped around his wrist like a wristband. only the skeleton in the middle could tell the features of the undead creature.
the entire pattern was pure black, as if it was specially drawn with a fine brush and then ironed on.
but when zhao xu gently touched the drawing marks, they didn't seem to bulge at all. it was as if they had seeped directly into his skin.
He could also feel that there was an intense fluctuation under the divine pattern. It was like a red cannon that was about to explode. Energy was constantly spewing out and drifting away like smoke.
"it's actually the lord of the undead." Lacus exclaimed.
"what's wrong?"
