"Could it be ancient humans whose souls have perished from the erosion of the Grey Mist, yet whose physical bodies still remain?" A sudden thought popped into Ning Chen's mind.
"Roar!"
Strange sounds issued from their mouths. They stared at Ning Chen with a gaze carrying a trace of fanaticism, yet that feeling didn't quite seem like they wanted to eat him; it was more like... they wanted to tear him apart?
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