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"Sir, could you come over and talk?"
Gu Xi, sitting on the Evil Coffin, waved at the Black Specter.
The Black Specter cautiously raised his head, and the next moment, he felt as if he had seen the Ghost King.
Even if this person before him wasn't the Ghost King, he had the same kind of presence.
He sat on a flashy coffin, accompanied by a powerful giant Undead, that enormous Skeleton made of who-knows-what, holding Lightning in its hand.
Looking further away, an iron city gate towered over the scene.
Beneath this city gate, a massive White Bone dragon coiled about.
Remembering the eyes of thirty to fifty thousand White Impermanence staring from the sky earlier, these Black Specters dared not move even an inch.
Upon reaching Gu Xi, they prostrated themselves on the ground.
"Wandering Patrol Li Liangquan, greets my lord."
"A Patrol?"
Gu Xi asked curiously.
"Oh, we're temporary workers."
