Xiang An nodded and put the mighty King of Hell mask on his face. Together with the surrounding aura, his temperament changed drastically.
"Leave it to me."
The big beryllium swung and then slammed to the ground.
The blue-black mist, which was completely different from the purple-black mist of Hundred Ghosts at Night, spread out with Xiang An as the center.
"Who gave you the courage to play with these lonely ghosts in front of me?"
Xiang An drove the waves and paced forward.
And around him, some shadows gradually appeared.
That's——
Yin soldiers, Yin generals.
Xiang An also unfolded his own Noble Phantasm.
"[The King of Hell's Death Sentence]."
Wow——————
Three thousand Yin soldiers appeared beside Xiang An.
Chapter completed!