312 Vol4 Ch37: Your enemy

In a fishing village near the ocean, fresh blood flowed and dripped from the rocks into the sand, dying it bright red.

The villagers collapsed one by one, losing their lives.

Several undeads who exuded an ominous aura slowly approached a statue covered in grime and algae.

"This trembling sensation coming from my bloodline, is this the Progenitor?" a black-haired undead clutched the black leather cloak over his body and muttered.

"What 'Progenitor', he was nothing but a lucky caveman" but the black-haired undead's words were quickly cut off by a man with a tattoo on his face: "Wasn't it you who provided us this information, Mi Yi?"

The black-haired dryly laughed in embarrassment, but didn't deny the other party's words, his gaze was focused on the mask being held in the statue's hand.