Chaos was spreading, and every day, Lu Ping'an could see people dying, people living, and others living more miserably than the dead.
News of disasters arrived like snowflakes; most of the border towns had fallen. Some were overwhelmed by hordes of undead, while others survived the first wave of disaster only to be faced with even greater misfortune.
The moment the Moon God fell, all the seals were lifted. Those city-states that were still holding on met with numerous catastrophes. Just the crazy resurgence of the undead swarms was a nightmare they couldn't resist.
If they managed to withstand this, their next encounter would be even more tragic... Sealed creatures underground, either mutated or undead, were instinctively seeking prey.
Steel fortresses could not stand against the surviving super-demons.
God Corpses? They were just one of the most powerful types.
