The Seal
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A ball?
Under Fang Heng's conscious control, Denton, which was in the center, was wrapped tightly by the vines of the zombies in thick iron armor. It looked like a ball from a high place.
What was the necromancer trying to do?
With a frown, Ma Xiaowan said anxiously, "Boss Fang, the spiritual spell attack has lost its target. We can't continue to restrict the ability of the Tier 2 barbarian."
"Well, there's no hurry. It's enough," Fang Heng said and raised his hand.
Everyone looked down.
To their surprise, they found that the 'round ball' surrounded by the tin men started rolling slowly under Fang Heng's conscious control.
It rolled towards the village gate!
"Open the door!"
Ao Cang was stunned. He suddenly realized something and shouted, "Hurry up! Open the city gate!"
The guards hurriedly opened the city gate.
The ball continued to roll forward. It rolled towards the zombie horde inside the city gate.