Kapitel 276: Chapter 145 Obelisk_3

Flesh was stripped away, and the stench of blood filled the air.

As the putrid pus and rot seeped into the ground, a row of Skeleton Soldiers removed their ribs to use as swords and entered the mine tunnels, following the commands of their master.

"Go, find the Naturalist Mage who killed you..."

About a dozen Skeleton Soldiers, whose speed was not particularly fast, slower than a regular person's walk, would have finished searching the complex mine tunnels long after Wayne had grabbed the slab and fled.

Sebastian understood this principle and muttered magic incantations under his breath, wielding the Walking Stick in front of him.

The Walking Stick, like a sharp sword tearing through space, drew back a curtain of darkness, and one by one, ghostly white Skeleton Soldiers emerged, with white lights flickering in their eye sockets, more vigorous than the previous dozen unlucky ones, obviously a higher grade of soldier.