The Flying Corpse let out another low roar, its voice seeming to carry boundless majesty and power.
At this moment, all the Copper-Armored Corpses felt an irresistible terror. They began to retreat one after another, not daring to come a step closer.
This fear, stemming from suppression by a superior rank, filled them with dread. Although they had lost their souls, their physical instincts still held awe for such a terrifying existence.
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