บท 1103: The Wight Army (3)

As Gong Zhiyu's smiling voice subsided, he quietly touched the ground with the wight magic staff in his hand. A thick aura of death instantly spread from Gong Zhiyu's feet to the surroundings.

Under the cover of the troops from Yan Luo Dian, the thick aura of death quietly spread in all directions. The rapidly charging army from the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon did not notice it at all. Under the dust thrown up by their feet, a layer of pale gray mist rose silently from the ground, and rapidly spread towards the soldiers who had previously died in battle…

However, the Wolf Smoke Regiment, which had fallen to the rear, noticed everything that was happening.

Although the Wolf Smoke Regiment had followed the army from the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon onto the battlefield, the Grand Tutor, Xing Lou, had previously given an ultimatum that they were not to take part in any of the fighting. They were only allowed to watch the battle from the sidelines.