Beiluo traveled to the pirate world of Cocoa West Village, and 18 years passed before he awakened his memory, but the evil dragon had already ruled the village for many years.
Bei Luo panicked.
“What the hell, the dragon’s gun hit my head before I woke up my memory. It’s better not to wake up and start the next round again.”
Just when he was desperate, the cemetery space appeared.
As long as the corpse is buried in the space, the corpse will continue to produce things.
Attributes, skills, abilities, weapons…
Bei Luo: “This way I won’t be afraid anymore. Villagers, let me borrow your corpses…”
Beiluo: “Nami, come with me to pick up the corpses. I’ll pick up the corpses and help you fight the evil dragon…”
