The Skeleton King, clad in tattered armor, bearing a worn crown, held a scythe in his hand—the very image of death incarnate.
The Zombie King was a blur of flesh and blood, maggots occasionally falling from his body, emanating an intense stench of rot and decay, his hand gripping a massive axe.
The Phantom King, with a contorted visage, the spitting image of a resentful spirit, was surely enough to make children cry.
Neither the Ghoul nor the Werewolf were any better; the forr looked as if it had been flayed alive, horrific in aspect, while the latter was covered in pustules and reeked of filth.
At this mont, Edward felt uneasy, especially seeing the furrowed brows of a female standing beside his potential new master, her expression one of disgust when she looked at them.
This only increased his anxiety.
But he had no choice, for the appearances of his companions were indeed hard to admire.
"Respected Necromancer Lord, all these Lords pledge to serve you as their master, to beco your loyal warriors!"
Edward was still elegant, bowing with noble etiquette before he began introducing the six Undead Lord Bosses following him.
"Respected Necromancer Lord, we are willing to pledge allegiance to you, to beco the most loyal warriors under your command!"
The six Undead Bosses, those in human form, followed Edward's example and bowed, while the beastly ones lay prostrate on the ground, their heads touching the earth as a sign of reverence.
"Could you explain why you are willing to pledge yourselves to ?"
A group of Fourth Order Level 100 Undead Lord Bosses wanted to acknowledge him, a Third Order Level 80 Necromancer, as their master.
Perhaps they were drawn by his formidable strength, but there was definitely more to it than just that.
"Respected Necromancer Lord, we do not wish to be eternally imprisoned in this ruined Secret Realm, to wither to bones and perish over ti.
You are a formidable being, and the Undead Race believes in the supremacy of the strong, so we want to serve you, to fight for your will across the land!"
The Dread Knight King, sheathed in pitch-black armor, knelt on one knee, thumping his armored chest with a fist, producing a resonant "thud" as he spoke with respect.
Observing the gathered Undead Bosses bowing their heads in submission, especially feeling the intense fluctuations of their soul flas, Zi Liyuan sensed sothing.
This Necro Realm perhaps imposed certain restrictions and suppressions on these eight Undead clans.
"Respected master, they have brought their direct troops here, requesting your inspection."
Only a few Undead Bosses capable of speech, naly the Blood Race Ghost King, Dread Knight King, and the Spectral Dragon.
Currently, with the Spectral Dragon absent, the Dread Knight King knelt and declared allegiance, while the rest of the Undead Bosses either knelt or lay on the ground, their eyes earnestly fixed on Edward, hoping he would speak for them.
"An inspection is unnecessary. I have seen the troops you lead here, and they are indeed impressive."
The sky outside was filled with Vulture Skeletons.
After entering this blackened land, the Spirit could not leave the body, and the abilities "Death's Eye" and the "Elental Map" could no longer be used, so they had to rely on other ans to surveil their surroundings.
He had watched the whole procession of the Undead Bosses' troops arrive.
One must admit, no wonder the eight Undead groups within the castle could dominate the city and not be driven out by the other undead creatures outside.
It could be said that, apart from the Bone Dragon, the forces brought by these Undead Bosses were all uniformly of the Boss template.
The troops led by the Dread Knight King consisted of twelve Dread Knights (Rare Bosses), fifty-eight Dark Knights (Elite Bosses), and more than fifteen hundred Dark Knights (Common Bosses).
It could be said that among this group of Undead Bosses, only the Bone Dragon could contend with the Dark Knight cavalry; any other Undead force would be crushed by this massive army.
Indubitably, the warriors brought by these Undead Bosses were truly powerful.
Actually, the most terrifying were not the few powerful mid- to high-tier Undead clans but rather the Skeleton King and Zombie King at the bottom rung.
Through the Vulture Skeleton's vision, the land beyond was utterly swarming with Skeletons and Zombies, densely packed and horrifically nurous.
And all these Skeletons and Zombies were of the Boss template, of course, the vast majority were Common Bosses, with only a few being Elite and Rare Bosses.
But their sheer numbers were overwhelming, with all the other Undead clans combined not having as many bosses as either the Skeleton Tribe or the Zombie Tribe.
What puzzled Zi Liyuan was where all these Skeleton and Zombie Bosses had previously been hiding.
He had dispatched the Vulture Skeletons to scout, thoroughly searching the outskirts of the Undead castle, yet he had not detected such multitudes of Skeletons and Zombies.
"Since you sincerely wish to serve , then let's sign this contract."
Drawing upon blood for offer, the Spirit for pact, he swiftly sketched seven servant contract marks in the air, then pushed them towards the seven Undead Bosses.
They offered no resistance; in fact, the flas of the soul in their eye sockets leaped with jubilation.
The servant marks smoothly sank into the flas of the Undead Bosses' souls, constructing a contract channel within their bodies.
Sensing the power of the seven contracts, the life and death of these seven Undead Bosses hung on his re thought; they could be reduced to ash and oblivion. Satisfied, Zi Liyuan nodded his head.
This journey to the Necro Realm, whether or not he secured the prerequisite skills for the several "Undead Calamity" forbidden spells, was already worthwhile simply for gaining the allegiance of these Undead Bosses.
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