Chapter 882 - Grin

Milo could hardly believe that it was actually over, technically, they had won this battle, mostly because that one-eyed lieutenant seemed to have ordered the other undeads to stop coming forward before engaging in the wielding of absurdly oversized weaponry, and still, it had been incredibly difficult, just moments prior, Milo had been fighting some sort of huge, mummified beastfolk that had been wielding some sort of ghostly flame that targeted something beyond his mere physical body, so it had been somewhat tricky to deal with effectively, especially with the rest of the battlefield being a mess at this point, but the corpse had turned to black smoke after he crushed its skull with a gold empowered punch.