In the air, he shouted in low mogu language:

"The allies from thirteen thousand years ago have returned here! Let us fulfill our covenant with the great Thunder God Emperor!"

"We will resurrect your Emperor!"

Maybe it was Zul's explanation, maybe it was because of the scroll covered with the Thunder God's Seal in his hand. In short, these huge armies that could tear apart the invaders at any time stopped at this moment, as if they had returned to the rock state.

, even those huge and terrifying Royal Quilins have turned into lifelike stone sculptures just like before.

"ah."

Princess Talanji, who almost got into trouble, reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She whispered to Zul:

"The power of these mogu soldiers is really amazing. Is this the army of Thor? If it is such an army, it may be able to block or even defeat the undead of the Dark Blade."

"These? No, no, no."

Prophet Zul shook his head:

"These are just the burial legions of the King of Thunder. His real army is not here. And believe me, Your Highness Princess, the legions of the King of Thunder will definitely surprise you."

After finishing speaking, Zul looked at the heavy sarcophagus in the center of the mausoleum and said in a deep voice:

"Carry this coffin out! We will resurrect this ancient emperor under the throne of the King of Thunder. No other things in the tomb are allowed to be touched!"

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

The moment Zul's words fell to the ground, a strange, vague, and crisp sound of bells rang in the ancient tomb. The sudden sound made Zul and Princess Talanji stunned.

The other golden sword guards couldn't help but cast their gaze at the entrance of the tomb.

There, a slender figure wearing a black robe, holding a strange staff with a white prayer flag, was strolling towards them. The sapphire bell on the top of the staff wrapped with a strange prayer flag rang automatically in the wind,

And in that crisp sound, the cold blue mist spread behind him. Anything that came into contact with the mist, whether it was wood, gold, gems, or even stones, seemed to be rapidly withering in time, piece by piece.

Annihilation opens.

That is not the force of the flow of time, that is death...the withering and withering of death.

"Zul, I heard that you are a dark prophet who can foresee the future... What I am curious about is whether my friend Bwonsamdi told you... that you are about to die..."

Tyrion's calm voice echoed in the tomb, and the moment he heard the voice, the prophet Zul's eyes suddenly shrank, and Princess Talanji beside him immediately snatched the Zul's hand.

The scroll was raised high, and the courageous Princess shouted loudly:

"Guards of the King of Thunder! The invaders have arrived!"
Chapter completed!