Chu Mu lifted his head as he watched the grey mass of cawing crows in the sky that were drawing near. 

“A group of objects with no life force!” Chu Mu’s perception was very high and his experience allowed him to determine that these monsters weren’t soul pets. Instead, they were a mass of offensive energy summoned through death soul aura. 

If he were to attack the energy with a technique, it would have no effect, especially since the number of Plague Devil Crows was so high. 

However, the opposing commander definitely wouldn’t foresee that in terms of numbers, Dead Dream wouldn’t be inferior! 

“Dead Dream, separate!” Chu Mu ordered the Dead Dream. 

The Dead Dream began to lightly beat its wings. With each beat, countless purple and black lightning glossed feathers would fall off its body. Each feather was like a leaf in the wind as they transformed into living Dead Butterflies! 

“Pu pu pu pu pu~~~~~~~”

The Dead Dream’s body suddenly collapsed, and like wasps leaving their hive, the Dead Butterflies began to spread out! 

The Dead Butterflies secreted dust that...