Siege

In the thick fog, a huge team appeared.

Skeletons with pale bones, Zombies with maggots crawling all over their bodies, Ghouls with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, ancient giant beasts that were rotting all over their bodies, and so on...

Elves, humans, Dwarves, and so on, were all over the races and species. There were thousands, tens of thousands, and millions of them. No one could see their numbers clearly at all. All they knew was that they were so densely packed that it made people's scalps go numb.

The thick fog was formed by the dust that these monsters stirred up when they advanced. However, because there were too many of them, it looked as if there was a fog.

These were the heroic warriors who had fought against Everett on this battlefield. After their deaths, their corpses were eroded by Everett's Wraith, and they were revived, becoming the Wraiths that attacked the humans.

"There... There are too many... How... How many..."