Broken weapons and broken swords lie across the earth, and everything is desolate as far as the eye can see.
In addition to walking skeletons, there are corpses that fall from the sky from time to time and are about to become skeletons.
And Ling Mo is one of these thousands of skeletons.
After accidentally finding his thigh bone from his previous life, a bully skeleton appeared in the eternal dead place, snatching parts from other skeletons.
. . . . . .
"*Ma, my majestic Immortal Emperor was actually summoned to be used as cannon fodder." Ling Mo said angrily while holding up his thigh bone and looking at the scene in front of him.
. . . . . .
"Let you summon me."
"Let you stand at the top of the city to load coins."
"When I was killing gods, I wasn't as good at loading coins as you."
After saying that, he raised the pitch-black bone club with one hand and waved it lightly at the old mage. The destructive power surpasses the blood-colored spears condensed by tens of thousands of wizards who consumed their life source power.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
