The horde of Snow Corpses, flung into the air with no way to right themselves, were instantly skewered into countless "corpse kebabs"...
Gao Lingwei had never imagined such a scene!
She tilted her head back, watching the Snow Corpses wailing in the night sky as they were impaled through their torsos. 'For a moment,' she thought, 'I even feel like Fu Tiance's decision was a mistake.'
'The Bailing Tree Maiden clan has this kind of power—do they really need human protection?'
'The Twelfth Squad and the Cyan Mountain Army could even take shelter inside the Tree Castle. Could this horde of Snow Corpses and Snow Ghosts really break through?'
In the next moment, however, a series of bloodcurdling screams made Gao Lingwei realize the situation was dire.
The Snow Corpses impaled by the tree spikes, despite having massive holes punched through their chests, were still thrashing about.
