"Hiss~"
The Ghost Horse let out a barely audible neigh, seemingly bidding farewell to its knight.
When the curse of the God of Lies transferred onto the Ghost Horse, it became more ferocious, rapidly eroding its life force.
It wouldn't be long before its Soul Fire would be completely extinguished.
Chen Mo felt a heavy weight in his heart, an indescribable anguish.
He had originally tamed the Ghost Horse just to complete an entry challenge, and after capturing it, he merely used it as a means of transportation and to evade deadly attacks.
Since most undead type spirit beasts are devoid of emotions, the Ghost Horse had always been perceived by Chen Mo as just a "tool horse."
But at this moment, he felt an intense emotion emanating from the Ghost Horse.
"Stay alive for me!"
