"Haa... haa..."
"I never expected this to be the power bestowed upon me by the Nether Tree, I... I'm going to kill you!"
As the headless corpse rose creepily, under the horrified gazes of everyone, a terrifying sound emerged from its abdomen.
At this moment.
Zhao Yi truly felt that this headless corpse had power comparable to a Pseudo-Magic God, though slightly weaker than before.
If not examined carefully, one might not even notice it.
After Moska's headless corpse finished speaking, it suddenly charged towards Zhao Yi.
Crystalline ice arrows formed behind it, covering the entire sky.
Shortly.
The ice arrows fell, all shooting towards Zhao Yi.
"Earth Wall!"
Zhao Yi waved his hand to block the attack.
Then.
He looked at the headless corpse, lifted the long blade condensed from the Earth Element, and charged forward.
"Haa haa... you go to hell..."
Before the headless corpse could finish its words, a sharp blade light flashed, slicing the body into several pieces.
