Crackle!
Rustle!
As the saying goes, righteousness travels the world, while unrighteousness can't take a step. Wayne confidently holds the moral high ground; the Death Banshees are making trouble unreasonably, acting irrationally, and naturally they all fall flat.
After the banshees collapse, the undead creatures they summoned disperse, either disappearing on the spot or wandering around aimlessly in small groups.
Omilos collapses to the ground, looking at Wayne in terror. His injuries aren't severe—not even a scratch—but the Life Domain of the demigod is confined within, as if sealed and unusable.
This Skeleton Soldier is too powerful, so strong it's incomprehensible.
Looking at Sukra, who is lying on the ground with her butt stuck up, Omilos just wants to ask one question: how was this Skeleton Soldier cultivated, and why would such a ridiculous thing as murdering its master happen?
Sukra grits her teeth, lying on the ground, casting a resentful gaze at Wayne.
