American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

They all gasped in surprise.

The scene before my eyes.

It was truly shocking.

Even if one is a quasi-saint.

Even the ten zombie leaders paused in their breathing.

Those countless celestial-level zombies.

It didn't fly up on its own.

Instead.

They were forcibly pulled up by the black hole and sent flying into the sky.

then.

They were like ants.

All of it was thrown into that black hole.

It turned into streaks of blood rain.

It landed on the earth.

"Ouch!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

on the ground.

Even the army of mindless zombies.

They also became restless and uneasy.

Their instincts told them to be on alert.

"What exactly is this black hole?"

"Could it be the method of the person the ancestor mentioned?"

Unease, fear.

It spread among the zombie army.

The ten zombie leaders also held their breath.

He stared intently at the black hole.

They wanted to find the weaknesses of black holes.

then.

Defeat them directly.

however.

One minute later.

Even zombies at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals were sucked into that black hole.

When it is shattered to pieces.

Ten zombie commanders.

I started to feel fear.

"The power of this black hole is constantly increasing."

"He seems to have no limits."

Be aware of this.

Ten zombie commanders.

Look at each other.

then.

Turn around and run.

"The Ancestor's enemies were also saints!"

"They're not something we ants can handle!"

At this moment...

The ten zombie leaders finally understood.

Before the sage.

Quantity is useless.

No matter how many ants there are.

They are nothing but ants.

It is impossible to cause any harm to a saint.

They led an army of billions of zombies.

We haven't seen the enemy yet.

It was destroyed.

"If we stay any longer, we'll end up like these zombies."

"With our strength, there is no way to rescue our ancestor."

"Therefore, we must hurry back and get reinforcements!"

call out!

call out!

call out!

.

Ten streaks of light.

Soaring into the sky.

Facing the opposite direction from the temple.

Fleeing like crazy.

"Ancestor 4.2, let's go back and get reinforcements!"

"Don't worry, we're definitely not running away!"

One of the zombie leaders seemed to be very loyal to the evil spirit of the Holy Land.

before leaving.

shouted loudly.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

The evil spirit in the sacred realm turned black.

The prolonged suppression made him forget the power of the Holy Realm.

Or.

It's because the obsession with escaping runs too deep.

It made him lose his mind...

Chapter 333 Destruction and Control! (4)

"All men below the level of a sage are but ants; I had completely forgotten that saying."

The evil spirit in the Holy Realm looked grim.

A glimmer of hope had just begun to rise.

With the billions of zombies outside instantly routed.

Annihilated in an instant.

"Damn it, what exactly do you want?"

"I see that the methods you are using are not Buddhist, but rather similar to mine."

"Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

The creatures of the sacred realm saw that their previous plan had failed.

Turn around.

They came up with a new idea.

When Su Lin attacked him.