The Clash of Shadows
Its emerald flames burned brighter.
"Once I finish experimenting on your remarkable body..."
The Necromancer slowly extended one skeletal finger toward Victor, its bony hand steady despite the chaotic battlefield around them.
"...I believe I shall transform you into the greatest undead warrior ever created."
A sinister chuckle echoed across the battlefield.
"Hehehe..."
"Rejoice."
"You shall become my right-hand man."
The moment Alibaba finished speaking, the space around him distorted. His figure disappeared in a ripple of black mana before reappearing hundreds of meters away.
Without wasting a heartbeat, he began chanting an ancient spell. His skeletal fingers danced through complex hand seals while countless layers of magical formations bloomed beneath his feet.
Victor's grin only widened.
"So you're finally serious."
He kicked off the shattered earth with explosive force.
BOOM!
