Chapter 294: One Guardian, Ten Of Thousands In Fear
“Ding, ding!”
The seventh, eighth, and ninth elders of the Violetsea Cave stood on the snow while shaking their exquisite bells to emit a suppressive aura.
Their robes were violet with golden silk lining. They were bright and beautiful, even nobler than the style of the royal court. A dark flame appeared in the middle of the seventh elder’s forehead like a heavenly eye. He sneered: “A corpse that has been dead for a thousand years just recently came out... It was certainly a Supreme Giant when it was alive.”
Even though his Crescent Heavenly Eye didn’t open completely, he could still see through the background of the white-armored corpse.
The three elders shook their bells at the same time. The three corpse monarchs’ eyes behind them turned violet; they leaped forward at the same time.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!” In the next moment, the three corpses landed on Mount Banda and surrounded the armored corpse. Their crowns became even brighter. Looking from afar, they looked just like three demonic purple lamps that emitted a strange energy. The other corpses near the mountain instantly kneeled on the ground.
These corpse monarchs were quite powerful since they were once preeminent characters during their respective generations.
The first monarch wore a white buddhist robe and had a round head. His skin exuded a jade-like brilliance. He had reached the level of Giant at only 140 years of age. Unfortunately, he couldn’t go against fate. The calamity came and he died alone in the desolate mountains. An ancestor from the Violetsea Cave dug him out and refined him for a thousand years into a corpse monarch with unparalleled battle prowess.
The second monarch had a great background. He was a corpse that was sealed at the cave for more than two thousand years. It only woke up recently and was brought to the southern region.
The third was five meters tall, a previous leader of a certain tribe from the Ancient Jiang Race. He was born with natural godlike strength and capable of tearing Giants into pieces.
They were true monarchs among corpses. Each of them was powerful and belonged to the upper echelons of third level transformation corpses.
“Boom!” The broken corpse of the marquis was shattered by the third corpse into four pieces. Even its skull flew off.