"Eh?"
Ruth's eyes lit up.
The black magic Yi Lin was performing before her had always been a mystery, and this was the first time Ruth had witnessed Yi Lin's true weapon.
The two of them, unknowingly, seemed to have stepped into the realm of the undead. Looking around in the dense fog, uncountable green lights squirmed endlessly.
If the skeletons in front of them weren't killers, the two, surrounded by a sea of shimmering green, would seem like a pair of ducks playing in the water, intimately nuzzling each other—a decidedly romantic setting.
But obviously, at this moment, Ruth had completely lost the ability to fantasize about romance.
Yi Lin released his telekinetic sensing at full power, and within a 20-meter radius, nothing could be felt but an endless sea of skeletons, with no sense of where the pile of monsters ended.
"Are we surrounded?"
Yi Lin remained calm.
