Birth of the Sword Spirit
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
More than 10 kilometers away from the stronghold in the otherworld, as far as the eye could see, an endless stream of undead creatures was moving in one direction in an orderly manner.
There were barbarians who were like small mountains, strange birds with wings that could block out the sky, skeleton horses with green flames burning on their limbs, and so on. There were all kinds of undead creatures of different sizes and types.
An exploration team with four people was fleeing in the direction of the stronghold.
From time to time, they would shoot an arrow behind them. The arrows were infused with internal force, and when it hit the human-shaped skeleton chasing after them, it exploded into streams of flames, ice, and poisonous fog.
After continuous attacks, some of the bones in the skeleton's body were broken and fell to the ground.
One of the team members aimed an arrow at the skeleton's head just as it was staggering from his companion's attack.