After spending more than an hour, Fang Heng arrived in front of an S-level temple.
"That is..."
Fang Heng looked up, focusing on the more than ten large Netherworld creatures gathered outside the temple.
They were Corpse Stitchers.
These giant Netherworld creatures stood about three meters tall, with bulky, bloated heads and bodies covered in stitched-together facial features. Their entire right arms had fused with black chain scythes, giving them a terrifying appearance.
As tank-type creatures, their movement was slow, almost staggering with each step, and from the stitched organs on their bodies, dense auras of death continuously emanated, creating an oppressive presence.
Fang Heng raised his hand forward, and magic arrays appeared around him.
Death knights quickly condensed from the arrays, forming three-team formations that gathered behind Fang Heng.
"Charge!"
