91. Manual Task
Translator: 549690339
On the ground floor at the entrance of the staircase, Noland Lee leaned against the door, peering into the castle hall with one eye through the crack.
The crystal coal lamps on the ceiling were extinguished, making the hall completely dark and oppressive.
The undead poison fog had risen to a height of two or three meters above the ground, pouring into the stairwell through the gaps in the door.
All the night guards who did not have time to put on gas masks fell to the ground, lying on the marble floor of the Castle Hall, lifeless.
However, they did not rest.
As Yog passed by these victims, he activated the ritual array's magical power. He turned all these recently deceased people into walking dead under his control.
By the time he left the castle hall with his torrent of followers and headed for the chaotic outdoors, there was not a single person left in the hall, not even a corpse.
Noland Lee looked down at the ground, his gaze directed towards Yog's dormitory.