The death-bringing demon crows drew closer, and Chu Mu raised his head, watching these crows that obscured the sky, their ominous caws filling the air.
"A bunch of lifeless things!" Chu Mu, with his equally sharp senses and vast experience, could tell that these monsters were not Soul Pets but rather a group of energy beings summoned through necromantic energy with a certain level of attack power.
Using skill attacks on these energy bodies was pointless, especially since the number of death-bringing demon crows was quite substantial.
However, the opponent's generals definitely did not anticipate that when it comes to numbers, the Dream of Oblivion has never feared anyone!
"Dream of Oblivion, divide!" Chu Mu gave the command to the Dream of Oblivion.
The Dream of Oblivion's wings began to flutter lightly, with each beat shedding countless purple-black feathers shimmering with electrical arcs. Each feather, like a petal, transformed into a living Death Butterfly in mid-flight!
