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"Be careful!"
Stanley raised his hand to stop the others, signalling them not to move forward. Then, he carefully looked at the necromancer in the middle.
It was obvious.
He was the leader of this gang of grave robbers from Baiyan City.
This was a high-level Necromancer.
The two behind him looked like apprentices, and not far away stood four intermediate thieves.
Except for these living people.
These necromancers had also summoned four Mummy Warriors, more than twenty zombies, and even more skeletons.
These undead were like an army, guarding behind them in an orderly manner.
The two sides only met.
Stanley could feel the undisguised malice and the unique oppressive aura of the undead.
"Let me go, let me go!
"How dare you blaspheme an Elven King in the holy land of the elves? I'm about to regain my glorious identity! If you don't let go of me, I'll..."
