"Brother Kun, what is going on? Has the system changed the rules of this instance dungeon?"
The sandstorm lingered around the troop but gradually dissipated. That puzzled them.
They saw the sandstorm gather together and turn into mummies.
A soldier formed that sandstorm??
A few of them were shocked.
"F*ck! What level of power was this to have such high-level troops?"
They saw the faces of the entire troop when the sandstorm subsided. That continuously bewildered them.
Shock, horror, and more horror.
Countless emotions churned in their hearts.
The two vast squadrons of troops behind them simply threw a trash dump compared to the other party's troops.
They quickly fixed their gazes on the figure who rode on the back of an undead dragon with a wingspan of more than 40 meters. It was like a mythical life form from the ancient era that emitted terrifying crimson energy. Even the scorching sun seemed to be incomparable to it.
