As high-level undead, they are naturally endowed with considerable intelligence and exquisite martial skills.
However, at a glance, there are at least hundreds of these powerful undead surrounding the Tower Castle.
Suddenly, a furious and unwilling growl echoed from the originally silent Tower Castle.
Inside the castle, a man of average height, clad in a black robe, with withered, undead-like skin, had features twisted with hatred.
"Black Dragon, you truly deserve to die...."
The painstakingly found suitable vessel was taken by someone else just as the 'fruit' was about to mature.... How could this not enrage the Necromancer?
After venting his anger, the Necromancer took a deep breath, his eyes cold and calm,
"There's still a chance... there's still a chance...."
...
Yalbit Royal City.
