"It's no use, there are too many of them, Shen Ye!" the giant skeleton shouted loudly.
Shen Ye knew it was right, so he stopped the Thunder Light and waved to the heads in midair:
"Alright, you win, I'll play with you guys next time."
Just then, there was a new change in the sky.
Countless heads scattered with a loud boom.
A figure descended from the sky and landed not far from Shen Ye with a "thud."
It was a man with red hair, wearing a full set of crimson battle armor, his body draped in a black cape that fluttered in the wind.
What impressed Shen Ye the most was the man's back, which was covered with skull heads, large and small, looking like a small hill that weighed heavily on him, extending all the way to his shoulders.
These skulls seemed to be clustering around him.
They would occasionally open their mouths and breathe out thick black fog.
Thus, the red-haired man was enveloped in the mist, looking demonic and divine, his features indistinct.