Chương 255: Roasted Suckling Dragon

Clack… clack…

A skeleton soldier with pale white bones was walking in the forest. On its bones were a few pieces of tattered clothes and armor, and it held a rusted and nicked longsword in its hand. Perhaps because this longsword brought a lot of weight, but after stepping on the thick black snow, its feet bones kept leaving strange footprints.

Behind it, a large number of undead followed closely. The death knights remained silent as usual as they rode on their skeleton warhorses, rising and falling rhythmically with the hooves. The wights carried blood-stained scythes on their shoulders and floated three feet off the ground. Their tattered cloaks moved without any wind, causing the sound of eerie winds to come from their bodies from time to time.

A bone dragon flapped its wings full of holes and flew low above the forest. The thick spine allowed Cassandra to stand on it easily.