A week ago…
Unknown to many, hidden at the deepest depths of the Northern Continent where it was coldest and darkest was a kingdom, an undead kingdom.
Thud!
After barely escaping by the skin of his teeth, the trillions of cells that formed Daemon's genetic make-up rapidly fled towards his lair.
At the speed of light, it only took them a few seconds to arrive.
On the way, some of the cells already started merging back together to form a whole as they formed a black blob which finally landed on this kingdom.
As soon as this black blob landed, all the other trillions of cells crazily started converging towards it as the black blob started turning more ethereal.
After a few seconds, the Skull Necromancer's body was reformed but it was not like the normal. After suffering so much damage to his vitality, the Skull Necromancer was no longer complete, his body was still black.
His current form looked like he was made of ink.
