Profiting From Someone's Misfortune?
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
It was far more than quite a bit of trouble—it was practically a matter of life and death.
The casualties of the hundred or so people that were surrounded by zombie crocodiles in the center were already over half. The remaining fifty or so people were still strenuously hanging on.
The reason why this party of people was in such a desperate situation was not only because they were so tragic to encounter over two hundred zombie crocodiles!
It was also because they unfortunately ran into the zombie crocodile king.
Oh my goodness, the zombie crocodile king was as large as a small knoll when it was just sprawling there. Its entire body was covered in warts, and it bared a dense mouth of sharp and protruding teeth.
There weren't many mystic cultivators in the party, only about twenty or so people. How could those normal bodyguards withstand the zombie crocodiles' attacks? They of course were reduced to the zombie crocodiles' meals within minutes.