"So... most likely the Demon King wanting us to become demons and conquer the middle world because he wants to spread terror in the name of the Absolute Destruction Sovereign," Abigail thought. "I don't really care about that. After all, my goal of conquering the middle world is the same as theirs, spreading my name and regaining my power."
"I originally agreed with my creator's choice," the Death King said. "However, everything changed when I found out that he wanted to use my army as a suicide squad."
"What do you mean by that?" Abigail asked. "Aren't the undead like skeletons, zombies, ghouls, and the others can be revived easily?"
The Death King sighed and then he said, "How stupid you are."
The Death King took off his gloves and bit his finger. He dripped blood from his finger onto the ground beneath him. As soon as the blood touched the ground beneath him, a black magic circle appeared.
