Chapter 57

The Curse Mountain may crumbled, but the Corpse that lying around peacefully was protected by a strange glow.

The glow was those of black, covered both the Corpse and the bloody mist, and then position themselves to the safest and deepest part that remain standing with its arc.

At this point, the Corpse shuddered and the bloody sky distorted, shaken the Bloody Moon that was hung high above.

One by one, the Corpse rose to their feet, the black glow glittered and to be replace by a strange vortex. Then from that intense vortex, the Spirit of those Corpse appeared and give life to the Corpse.

Their eyes that was blank turned lively and they sighed deepest and longest, as if they were holding the breath so long time.

Now, they were never be called a Corpse anymore.

As they were awakened, eyes open; they now have an eternal life that once been taken away from them!

They shuddered and whispered, as if to cast a spell through the world, “Lunas, Mated Witches, the Ultimate Child of