The Slowly Rising Fog
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
What was in front of him.
Kant did not know, but the appearance of the undead skeletons had obviously shattered some of his thoughts.
Reality was undoubtedly cruel.
There was definitely something wrong in the depths of the Nahrin Desert!
It was not a small problem.
If even the undead skeletons had appeared, no one knew if there would be even more terrifying undead creatures.
For example, in the temple in the underground city of the karst cave, the Divine Lich that claimed to be the Pope that was afraid by the mages from the Mage Tower of the Enfath Empire that had been tested on the battlefield for a long time. This kind of strong opponent might even exist in the depths of Nahrin Desert!
"If it really appears, then it will be troublesome."
Kant could not help but mutter to himself.
The bones scattered all over the ground made him frown, but he still ordered in a low voice, "Continue moving forward."