Yan Luo heaved out a long, piercing battle shriek high-pitched enough to buzz Shi Mu's eardrum.

The army around her was instantly galvanized! It was as if these soldiers, summoned via the Fallen Angel Desk, had received the same command without fault and charged towards the golden Jiao dragon, Ao Zu, in the middle.

At once, zombies, spartois and all kinds of undead creatures, jampacked in spaces, flooded towards Ao Zu like a water broke out of a levee. It was both magnificent and terrifying to look at the same time.

A look of surprise crossed the golden Jiao dragon's expression, but it did not back away either—instead, it trashed its body like a serpent as it charged towards the legion of undead.

Psssch!

The golden Jiao dragon exhaled a large drove of draconic breath towards the undead as if an entire golden ocean was spilling out of its mouth. Those who were closest to the attack—about hundreds of them—were instantly caught in the golden flames, and within milliseconds th