"Haha!"
The Zombie Lord let out a wild laugh, communicating through his divine sense, "My strength has reached the ultimate level of the Fourth Realm. Now, finally, I can kill freely and mercilessly. Whether they are humans, evil ghosts, or the Greenfin Clan, they should all brace for their death, haha!"
After saying this, he laughed once again.
His laughter filled the air, causing violent shockwaves.
"Congratulations, Master. Hand them over!"
The zombie horde bowed in unison to congratulate him.
A zombie steward who had achieved peak perfection in his realm beckoned, and immediately four zombies brought forward two individuals.
One was from the Greenfin clan and the other was a human powerhouse. Both seemed to have reached the peak of the Fourth Realm, making them formidable entities within their respective races.
"Spare me! Don't kill me!"
The Greenfin individual trembled in terror, pleading incessantly.
