"So this is... the passage to the Undead Realm."
"The Undead Cataclysm... the most terrifying natural disaster in human history. Every recorded occurrence ended in rivers of blood."
"Sigh... who knows how many living beings will be reduced to ruin this time."
"Then let our flesh and blood become humanity's first wall!"
Daniel's expression remained calm.
With a single thought, ninety-nine figures identical to him stepped out from the void.
Ninety-nine clones, each possessing ninety percent of his Strength, skills, and talents.
A hundred figures stood shoulder to shoulder, like an army made up of him alone.
He turned around and looked at the thirty legendary-grade powerhouses behind him.
"As long as we shatter this gate, the Undead Cataclysm in World Zone 616 will vanish before it ever truly begins."
The spirits of the gathered powerhouses were instantly lifted.
Daniel raised Stellar Wrath, golden light condensing along the bowstring.
