"Please…" Claudius prayed.
"Please hang on…"
He saw how his Undead fell, one after the other, at the hands of the clearly superior foe.
None of them stood a chance in the slightest
Ater pummeled all of them with ease, using his bare fist to strike them. He instantly ended their false lives with barely any effort involved.
Until finally… there was only one standing.
"Pathetic." In a flash, that one also got destroyed by a single enemy.
All of his most powerful Undead were gone.
"Huu…"
Claudius was not worried or afraid, though.
"… Finally…"
The answer stood right behind him, in the form of an entity that was born from the ultimate sacrifice of over two thousand lives.
The Ultimate Undead—Death Knight!
Of all the Undead that existed, this was known to be of mythical status.
