Chapter # 267

“What a demonic spell.” Tristan whispered, throat drying because he had read about those spells in the books and they had ruined cities.

“How are we going to deal with all this?” Persephone asked, eyes widened in horror.

They might be strong but fighting angels of death and a whole army of dead was impossible. They won’t be able to survive this wave, only hoping for a last minute help.

“What? Do you think they only came here?” Katastrofi mocked, increasing their appall by the level of attack.

“To all those countries who dared to defy me. Face the consequences!” Katastrofi enunciated.

Releasing the same army of dead in all twelve countries of Fier in order to punish them for trapping him inside relics.

“We must stop him before he causes further damage.” Vera whispered, shaken by fright. The more she was praying for less people to die, the more people were going to die.

“Leave the dead for now, let the help arrive. Kill those angels first. They seem deadly.” Tabit whispered, noticing