章 225: The First Wave

Within the dark and lusterless swamp, 30 small Corpse Puppets gathered together stiffly like marionettes with an invisible wire controlling them from the air and slowly grouped into the front and back, forming a nondescript formation with difficulty in the end.

After that, these dead corpses posing as living creatures stepped into the muddy water that did not reach the knees and walked staggeringly toward the Menger tribe.

The closer these Corpse Puppets were to the tribe, the louder the ear-piercing 'shhh shh' sound they made when they moved unscrupulously in the swamp, gradually overpowering the howling sound of the beasts in the distance.

All of a sudden, a few wooden handles with sharp metal heads on the top slashed through the night sky in the darkness and stuck onto the swamp mud with a 'whoosh' fiercely, close to the toes of one of the Corpse Puppet walking at the frontmost and stopped the way of the dead corpses.