"They did something to us, but I don't know what specifically." Shen Jiawei was sobbing. He was afraid, afraid of the fear of the unknown change.
Shen Yanxiao's expression did not look too good. The moment Shen Jiawei showed her his hand, Xiu said, "That's the characteristics of an undead."
Undead…
They were one of the eight major races in the world. They were the only race that stood on the Devil race's side in the war between the gods and the devils. They were dark and gloomy, with bodies filled with the aura of death.
Devils were terrifyingly powerful, but undeads were terrifying.
Someone once said that the undeads were immortal creatures. Unless they evolved, they could recover even if they were broken into pieces.
However, as the devils retreated in defeat, the undeads also withdrew from the Brilliance Continent. No one knew where they went.
Shen Yanxiao was sure that Shen Jiawei was a human.
