One by one, the skeletons began to awaken from their slumber.
They picked up their once-abandoned weapons, and with their stiff bodies, they slowly stood up.
Upon spotting the sudden intruders, they paused for two or three seconds, picked up the weapons next to them, and started to advance towards their enemies step by step.
From their appearance, it was clear.
The skeleton warriors here were better equipped than those exterminated at the entrance of the mine.
However, even the most exquisite weapons, buried for so long, had already decayed unrecognizably.
Fang Hao glanced back. They had ventured deep into the mine, even branching off to a different path.
They could no longer see the entrance of the mine.
The idea to lure these skeletons back and annihilate them with the Bone Dragon's breath was pretty inconvenient.
He wasn't sure if the mine could withstand another Dragon Breath.
Roughly estimating, there were about sixty to seventy skeletons.
