The barren landscape stretched endlessly, devoid of even the simplest vegetation. It was a place inhospitable to the average person. Without hesitation, Qin Huai commanded the king corpse to sprint into this wasteland.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With every step the king corpse took, it created craters in the earth. However, its pace was lethargic.
"Lacking flesh and blood, only king bones... The offense and defense are commendable, but the speed..." Qin Huai's brows furrowed in thought. But then an epiphany struck him. "Why am I restricted by traditional thought? Why should we behave like typical creatures?"
While he had mastered controlling the corpse to blend in unnoticed among masses, in battle, there was no need for such pretense.
In a flash, the king corpse lifted from the ground. Propelled by the force of the blood, it soared.
Swoosh!