Chapter 877 - Ode To Hope, Ode To Despair

The livings did not hold back in the least, from the very start, they went all out without any regard to conserving stamina for later, the beast followers were right on the forefront, agitating the bestial aspects they had cultivated to their utmost limit, beast sorcery coursed throughout their bodies, further augmenting their feral side, their strength surged to heights unlike ever before, and in that instant, they demonstrate the true power of their worship, the rank and file soldiers of the dead, which would normally be able to outmatch any living army without the support of other castes, were torn apart by claws, their skulls crushed by maws, their bodies shattered by the the swipes of tails.