Chapter 280: The Legion of the Dead (Prototype)

Opheli raised his eyebrows: "Give me freedom so soon, aren't you afraid that I will control the zombies to drown you?"

"No, I'm not afraid." Field shrugged indifferently. Just kidding, there are so many God's Chosen here, and you can tear them apart in an instant.

"Humph, the ignorant are fearless. Okay, but I need some time to recover my divine power." Instinctively not wanting to resist, Opheli hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. The sensual tail kept swinging, and after a short rest. She raised her hand, and a gorgeous serve appeared, blooming with a strange gray-white light, and several unique spiritual links slowly extended out. The aimlessly wandering corpses were suddenly startled, and Opheli's God's Chosen mark was engraved on their foreheads, and then the mark sank into their skin. And the corpses seemed to have souls and began to look around. At the same time, they were surrounded by a light red blood light, and under the influence of the halo of the crazy corpses, they let out a cheetah-like roar from their mouths, which was extremely fierce.