The sinister and hoarse laughter reverberated within the Silk Underworld Palace.
Empty eye sockets gazed from hollow eyes, and a gaunt body was faintly wrapped in torn bandages, as disgusting insects, with skeleton patterns wailing grievously on their backs, crawled back and forth. The One-Armed Mummy continuously swung an axe with its single arm, slashing into the air and creating shattered black fissures, dragging its body bit by bit toward the Demon Feather Phoenix.
The atmosphere of ominousness and fear spread, the mummy's bandages scraping against the Ripple Mirror Screen emitted a sharp, piercing noise, like someone desperately rubbing two pieces of rotten wood together.
"Kill me, come on kill me, hmm hmm hmm hmm…"
As this fearsome mummy appeared, the Demon Feather Phoenix seemed frozen, its flat face seeping sweat, struggling to move but finding itself unable, even the few stray black feathers drifting around its body lightly fell.
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