"The temple's actions are not limited to this alone, this time two divine servants shall also make their move, and Brut even wishes to showcase the glory of our War God before the heretic Beamon!" Lord Bog Camp graciously wet his throat with fine wine, "The former lives of the two divine servants were those of mighty cobra warriors, and in the dry deserts, their lack of need for water makes them even more suited for the battlefield!"
This time, the assembly of ghosts and deities was convened. Liu Zhenhan was amused. His "Death Lord Ring" was, after all, a dimensional space for the undead. Although the Ring Spirit could only contain one, undead with their own thoughts could reside within it. Currently, eight Buer Tribe Soul Wanderers reside within it. These eight gentlemen, having recruited eighty Ymir Minotaurs after a battle with the Flame Emperor, wondered if eighty Ymir Minotaurs clad in magma armor could defeat the two Medusa divine servants.
