Before she could finish speaking, the last trace of clarity belonging to a human in her eyes was completely devoured by madness, and a green light blossomed from her murky pupils.
She spread her arms as if to embrace the entire forest shrouded in night.
The ghost fire on dozens of undead bodies around her dimmed simultaneously, and streams of pure dark energy transformed into black currents, pouring into their bodies.
A storm raged in the forest!
The entire silent night seemed to come alive!
Unlike the four fearful young adventurers, Luo Yan stood calmly in the team, assessing the increasing negative energy.
Chaos, impurities, and instability together built her casting system. Although it appeared rough, its strength had already reached the "Fine Steel Level."
In this forest thick with undead aura, coupled with the home ground advantage and the cover of night, she even had the confidence to challenge a Silver Level opponent.
