The blood-covered hall was dotted with blood-drenched skeletons standing tall.
The oppressive feeling that hit them made the Earth Dragon Clan and the representatives of the Weaving Shadow Nest involuntarily hold their breath.
In this world, skeletons weren't exactly rare, and their strength was negligible.
After all, most of them had incomplete souls and lacked a sound mind. Even if they possessed the strength of bronze or even steel, they often couldn't fully utilize it in battle, and it was common for lower-level adventurers, even those without Extraordinary Power, to defeat them.
However, these Undead were different.
At least, they gave Alakdo a feeling quite unlike the mindless waste in front of him.
These creatures not only jumped and danced but also used the battle skills of adventurers, even dissecting the corpses of magical creatures just like adventurers would…
This was simply, like they were alive!
