Chapter 112: Cursing the world
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Countless explosions erupted as more souls raced into the massive gate ahead. Everyone from the warrior realm and below was on their knees with their hands on their bleeding ears, waiting for death at the hands of the undead army.
While Gin, Cyrus, and Klien were affected strangely the undead army instinctively avoided their location as they charged forward, massacring numerous foes without hesitation.
"DAMON ROSS!" A mighty voice boomed as a powerful figure charged forward leaving behind a green train!
Like a bulldozer, the enemy charged through the sea of undead beings, racing towards Damon who stood at the center of it all!
Kal of the orc race!
"Courting death!" Damon snorted disdainfully as his hands remained behind him and his clothes and hair fluttered fiercely under the strong wind!