Chapter 633: Reincarnation Wheel

"Not good, run!" Someone first shouted this, causing the hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Northern Border Camp to spur their horses and crack their whips, quickly retreating as though they feared being two legs short. Such a scene of terror was, frankly, quite uncommon.

Even the Northern Border Iron Riders, accustomed to slaughter and death, used to scenes of flesh and blood flying in the face of danger, had never seen such a spectacle before. The usually invincible, impregnable steel torrent became timid and began urging their horses to move to the rear.

But by this time, it was already a bit late. Under the bizarre manipulation of the Duotian Blood Idler Flag, it began to spin continuously, absorbing the souls of the dead and converting them into a kind of undying demon leader. They danced in the air, mouths gaping in gruesome grins, charging towards the soldiers of the Great Yi Dynasty.