Upon the arrival of Lord Zi and his group, the BOSS had already noticed them, but made no move. However, the fierce light in its eyes only grew more intense.
"Kill!"
Apart from the undead stone horses and Shadow Leopards, the rest of the undead creatures directly charged at the stationed forces at the city gate.
There were no shouts, no slogans, only the sound of bone blades slicing through the air, striking down upon the bodies of their foes.
From the very beginning, the attacks on both sides were lethal, with no mercy shown.
Cleaves, heavy chops, flying arrows, charges...
Every slash hacked fiercely, every cut reached the bone; amidst a flurry of white bones, a rain of arrows formed from Shadow Arrows poured down.
A Shadow Arrow for every little friend.
The stationary forces were almost instantly shattered in half by twenty-two Shadow Arrows.
But the undead creatures do not fear death; their creed is to regard life and death lightly and to fight relentlessly until death!
