Inside the warehouse, figures emerged one after another, until at least a thousand walking corpses had exited.
Zhao Guang came out last, and such commotion had already drawn the attention of many. Even Kula Cha put aside his work and came out specially to watch.
However, the atmosphere around was very strange.
These people were clearly those who had died on the battlefield before, so how could they be alive now?
Not everyone here was Zhao Guang's slave; some were Kula Cha's subordinates. But at this moment, no one dared to utter any nonsense, the scene before them was too horrific, too terrifying.
Many people thought of their own boss's ability to communicate with death, fearing that they would still be controlled after they died.
Suddenly, all their little schemes disappeared and they bowed their heads, behaving much more respectfully than usual.
