Very distressing.

"Since that's the case, let me go downstairs! The more than 3,000 corpses are all placed in the lobby on the first floor! There are a lot of them, and the smell is a bit bad."

Ziofra floated first, and Leas and Jevre couldn't wait to rush straight to the first floor lobby.

This feeling of being able to break through strength immediately can anyone understand.

Standing on the side of the hall and looking at the blood-flowing corpse mountain, Jevre was stunned.

According to Ziofra, none of these mountainous corpses are weaker than themselves!

Unfortunately, it is still regarded as an advanced resource as a barely advanced resource.

Looking at the hideous face, his eyes closed and his body, based on the experience of Jevre's cooking expert, his death should not exceed one and a half hours.

Whether it was bought from the underground black market or the result of Ziofra's move and doing it himself, Jevre shuddered.

Weakness is indeed the original sin.

If it weren't for good luck and had enough value for use, I might have become one of them.

"Ziofla, you are quite efficient. The corpses are fresh enough, and the essence of life is not passing much, it is better than what I expected."

Leas, who had been flying up and down for a few times and carefully looked at it, showed a smile of overjoyment.

"There is no problem with this matter based on my name Ziofra. It's just that time is urgent, otherwise the number can be increased tenfold."

Ziofra waved his hand lightly, but it still made the confused Jevre feel a strong aura of pretending to come to his face.
Chapter completed!