These were Lynch's two peerless, fierce generals—the Corpse Demon and Bloodfang.
The moment the two Purple Zombies landed, they flanked the Scarlet Harvester, charging at him from the left and right. Their ferocious aura was overwhelming, their presence immense.
Amadis's Black Corpses may have been numerous, but compared to these two true Purple Zombie generals, their aura was as docile as a flock of lambs.
'Damn it!'
The Scarlet Harvester's heart trembled, and he couldn't stop himself from cursing wildly in his mind.
'Two Purple Zombies, and one of them is even Tier Four!'
'Is this the kind of army a fucking Tier Two Necromancer can field?!'
'This son of a bitch... he's the master of all masters at playing weak!'
