When the skeleton frame met the holy light, two forces of opposing attributes collided, instantly igniting sparks of love.
However, this love came so profoundly and abruptly that the unprepared skeleton warriors were immediately set ablaze.
Half-formed skeletons fell in droves, allowing the allied forces to rapidly advance towards the altar. The Lord of Skeletons, who was enjoying a feast, was instantly enraged.
"You're all courting death!"
Along with the roaring anger, the hundred or so skeleton frames on the altar instantly completed their transformation, each emitting a silvery glow.
"Silver Skeletons!"
Knowledgeable nobles immediately recognized them. The already tense battlefield became even more intense.
It was not the Silver Skeletons that were terrifying, but the Lord of Skeletons who had just roared. Especially those four skeleton frames radiating a faint golden glow in front of him, which were clearly nearly completed Golden Skeletons.
