He held a gigantic double-bladed battle axe in his hand.
His head and belly were rotted away, big gashes allowed one to see the sludge and shredded flesh hanging off the skeleton.
A pair of eyes scanned downward, the gaze dull, devoid of any emotion.
It looked more like a dead Rotten Corpse or an Undead.
[Ancient Blood Servant-Gulrukubagu (Dark Gold Tier Five)].
A Dark Gold Hero of the Fishmen Tribe.
Fang Hao's heart startled once more.
The difficulty of this map exploration turned out to be a bit too much.
After successive battles with two clan groups, encountering orange and purple heroes,
he finally found the last Temple, only to suddenly encounter a Dark Gold fifth-tier hero.
Such a battle, even for an Alliance of transmigrators, would be exceedingly difficult to conquer.
If Li Rong had to solve it herself, even calling over the Mage Association might not be enough to clear it.
Fang Hao's gaze fixed on the giant in front of him as he carefully retreated.
