Undead Race
Editor: Henyee Translations
The fifth-tier undeads couldn't believe it. This Demon King Ye Li had really come alone. Where was his Apocalypse Legion?
Where were the Fist-God Zombie and the Ice Zombie?
These days, they had heard a lot about the Apocalypse Legion.
Ah Da, the Fist-God Zombie, could punch a hole in the sky, and Hongye, the Ice Zombie, was covered in cold air that could even seal the sea.
Of course, they wouldn't believe it.
"Demon King Ye Li, how dare you come? Just for a few women? Is it worth it?" A fifth-tier undead looked at Ye Li in disdain.
Ye Li didn't speak. He took out the Dragon-slaying Blade from the system space.
A five-clawed blood dragon hovered in the air, accompanied by dragon and broadsword cries.
"Dragon-slaying Blade!"
The eyes of these fifth-tier undeads couldn't help but glow. They thought that the Dragon-slaying Blade was too terrifying. Just looking at it made them scared.