Kapitel 437: Troubles of Vashara (3)

Everything seemed to have frozen as everyone stared in horror at the crashing of one's head.

The blood dripped from Talon's shadow hand as he stared at the fallen corpse on the ground.

Opening his hand made out of physical shadows, dead mana sipped out of like falling smoke on top of the corpse.

Which was seemingly drawing the dead mana towards inside the body.

Not only that, but the corpse shadow was also seeming to be affected by the dead mana, turning bits of the dead mana into dark mana to mix up with the other type of mana.

Though that was a sight only Shiro was able to perceive.

To others, the shadows of the corpse seemed to come to life and enter the corpse just like the dark mist.

Which resulted in the dead body starting to twitch, making the villagers and the refugees of all the other villages remember the sight of how the primordial god, Harsch Death was raising their kind and his enemies alike.