1407 Golden Collision

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Sphinx stood proudly amid the scattering dust. He lifted his head and looked around at the North Valley, as if the human under his feet was no longer a threat!

He let out a roar, commanding the army of undead to resume their march. They had wasted too much time here. He could already sense his master's disappointment at their incompetence from the pyramid.

It was unnecessary to waste their time on the annoying human. The army of undead was meant to be charging forward at full speed, beheading every human they stumbled into on the way. They would hang the severed heads on their bodies like valuable ornaments!