"Someone beat me to it?"
Matthew frowned.
"Is it that Immemorial Green Dragon?"
Camela shook her head.
"It's not her."
Matthew said thoughtfully,
"Could it be that necromancer?"
Camela nodded slightly.
Then, she quickly said,
"I know what you want to ask, but I can't describe him. He's too terrifying. I don't even dare to say his name.
" In my opinion, he possesses extremely powerful strength. He might even be an existence on the same level as the great God of the First Moon!"
When she said these words.
Camela's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes became a little messy.
As if she felt some kind of powerful pressure, even her language became unsmooth.
Matthew and Lorraine looked at each other.
Both of them realized how terrifying that Necromancer was.
After all, what Camela had just said was blasphemy to a priest!
