"Hmm?"
Standing at the edge of the stage and controlling the scene with ghost music, the Class Leader suddenly paused.
He swiftly turned his head, staring at the direction of the West Wanguang Platform ruins.
On the other side, the Corpse Robe Grandmother was also fishing in troubled waters.
This old demon acted with caution, fearing accidental injury from the Navy's random artillery fire, so even with the Netherworld Array set up by the Ghost Theater Troupe, she dared not get close, instead hiding in the thick fog, pouring the bubbling green water from the pottery jar into the river.
Instantly, a large number of dead fish surfaced in the river.
The eyes of these dead fish quickly turned white, maggots grew on their bodies, and then, as if revived, began to thrash wildly.
