Dennise looked at Raymond, who was kneeling before her.
Then, she glanced at the surrounding undead.
Her face continued to be bewildered.
But the undead around her wouldn't be.
Aside from the Evil Spirit that had almost reached the level of a Fierce Spirit, two 'Battlefield Undead' consciously stood behind Dennise, while twelve high-ranking Evil Spirits and three hundred Wraith Warriors knelt down simultaneously.
"For Her Majesty the Queen, we pledge our death!"
The twelve high-ranking Evil Spirits said in unison.
What happened?
Did I just become a queen?
Indeed!
Am I the most powerful one of them all?
After being stunned for a moment, the fluffy girl subconsciously wanted to place her hands on her hips and burst into laughter.
But at that very moment, she instantly remembered something her mother had once said—
With great power comes great responsibility.
Then, she instinctively thought of Gerard.
