The resurrected corpses... or rather, the past and dead demon hunters of all generations.
In order to strictly control the spread of erosion, the Silver Binding Bolt is implanted in the body of the demon hunter to track the demon hunter's location and, like a bomb, always alert to the boiling of the secret blood. When necessary, it will melt and kill the out-of-control demon hunter.
This is a perfect setting, but people still don't feel safe. For this reason, they regard the Well of Ascension as the final destination of demon hunters. All the dead will eventually be thrown into it and become one with the darkness.
Draw the power of secret blood from the Well of Ascension, and return it after death.
The Well of Sublimation is not only a prison for the keepers of secrets and the unspeakable, but also, many years later, it has become the final cemetery for demon hunters.
Now, the demon hunters who were supposed to sleep in peace have come back to life, transformed into crazy resurrected corpses, and stepped into the battlefield under the control of the unspeakable.
Affected by the unspeakable, these corpses have not decayed for thousands of years. Instead, they are connected to the huge mass of flesh and blood. Under the pale skin, faint blue blood vessels can be seen, as if these people had just died not long ago.
The secret blood boiled in the body, activating the dormant body again. With the blessing of this power, the corpses even gave people the illusion of being alive...
No, in fact they are alive, their flesh and blood are constantly wriggling and multiplying, their bodies are still there, but their consciousness has long been lost in the long years.
The resurrected corpses were dressed in ancient costumes. The Unspeakable protected their bodies but failed to protect the clothes, nor the broken spiked swords.
But looking at these guys, Lorenzo still had a strange illusion, as if time was intertwined here, the past and the present were connected, and Lorenzo swung his sword at his predecessors across thousands of years.
This feeling is neither good nor bad, but it makes people sigh at how long it all takes.
A war that has continued from that forgotten history to this day.
Fortunately, it's all over soon, whether we win or lose.
As he was thinking this, the surroundings began to shake violently, and the tremors like an earthquake kept coming, interrupting Lorenzo's thoughts.
The hot air waves kept coming from the front, blowing towards Lorenzo. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been knocked over by the impact. Looking up, Lorenzo could only see a figure flashing in the strong light, and vaguely heard the sound of metal tearing flesh, and then the fishy smell of blood filled his nose.
"They also have power!"
Lorenzo followed Lawrence closely, reminding him loudly, but it seemed that Lawrence ignored him.
Come to think of it, he is an absolutely strong man. For Lawrence, whether the enemy has power or not is just the difference between swinging once or twice.
There were corpses everywhere and blood flowing on the ground. What was even more terrifying was that Lawrence was not alone. It was Lawrence and his companions who were hacking and killing the zombies that kept pouring out.
"Are these the only ones left in his army now?"
Lorenzo was not in a hurry to join the battlefield. After all, Lawrence was still strong and healthy, so there was no problem in letting him lead the way.