The Age of Demons: I Can Create an Army of Fake Humans

From the outer ring's fog, countless twisted and eerie monsters surge forth like a tide.

Ming Yuan snaps his fingers, and the people charge forward one after another, using their bodies to build an impregnable wall of flesh and blood.

They are brave guardians.

They are fanatical believers.

They are eerie monsters.

They are Ming Yuan's army of impostors.