Puchi!
The sword light flashed, and the bronze armor along with the chest was torn open. Zhang Kui waved his hand, and the immortal slave silver orb, shining with silver light, flew out and landed in his hand.
Beside him, the "corpses" had already piled up like a mountain.
To be honest, these immortal slave puppets were crafted exquisitely. If intact, they could even be used to suppress the nation's fortune. Unfortunately, once the internal array was damaged, the divine materials used in their construction were corroded by a mysterious force, turning them into complete scrap.
Fortunately, with these immortal slave silver orbs, they were enough for more than four hundred starships to use, and they wouldn't run short for quite some time.
Just as Zhang Kui was planning, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart, swiftly turning with his sword in hand, staring intently at the wall on the left side of the courtyard.
