The space inside the morgue was not large, with only a piece of open ground at the entrance. At this moment, half of that area was occupied by the array under Chu Ge's feet, so Jian Chunqiu stepped back to the doorway.
Lian Chengyu looked at the Deadpool that kept getting up from the ground, a glint of greed in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, shooting a sharp light at them, "Go, go! Kill them all! Make them your prey!"
Chu Ge was now in the array and couldn't see what was happening outside. What he saw in front of him was a desolate scene, with the air thick with the smell of decaying corpses. Under his feet was a hill made from piled human bones.
"Chu Ge, today marks the anniversary of your death!"
As the array was set up, the people performing the ritual gradually appeared before Chu Ge's eyes.
