C102 The Army of Skeleton Soldiers
"Wuwuwu..."
In the pitch-black night, a cold wind whipped Zhao Dong's clothes, making them snap and flutter wildly.
Narrowing his eyes, Zhao Dong could see that the once barren pile of rocks was now teeming with densely packed Skeleton Soldiers.
The Skeleton Soldiers had been summoned.
This was my army of the undead.
Yet, Zhao Dong's brow creased slightly.
Upon closer inspection