However, Shen Tang still has a thorn in her side—Commander Necro of the rebel army.
Even if they eliminate the Living Corpse Army this time, as long as he remains alive, he can continuously create more living corpses. It's uncertain whether the blood serum developed from this effort will still be effective in the future.
Necro is too mysterious and powerful.
She's very curious about his origins.
"Fu Teng, how much do you know about Necro?" Shen Tang turned her head to look at Fu Teng, who was diligently sweeping the courtyard.
"Fu Teng answered coldly, "Other than having fairly fragrant blood and strong skills, he's useless!"
"How did you get to know him back then?"
Fu Teng snapped the broom in two, clenching his teeth in anger, his face darkened. "I was completely fooled. How was I to know that guy had a blood curse? If I had known, I wouldn't have coveted that mouthful of blood. Self-inflicted misfortune leads to inevitable ruin!"
