Domain [7]

The battle between the endless army of the dead and the ones who defied death itself..

began.

Asher's forty vessels collided with the first horde of undead.

These undead were only Platinum rank.

The forty vessels didn't slow down.

With a single swing of their mana blades enveloped in black fog, they cut through the undead one after another.

The undead were instantly sliced apart.

Their bodies collapsed onto the black sand.

But unlike ordinary undead...

They never stood up again.

They simply...

Died.

Behind his mask, No. 2's expression changed from calm to confusion and disbelief.

The moment the undead were killed, he felt something impossible.

He had completely lost his connection with them.

They should have risen again and continued fighting until their bodies were completely destroyed.

Yet they didn't.

They had simply died.