章 179: Change of heart

However, after the Death Monarch's lips twisted into a smirk and muttered, "Interesting…", as he clasped his hands together, readying to summon more of his dark necromagic, he froze.

His eyes narrowed in sudden alarm as a subtle tremor rose beneath him, something that felt alive—no, more than alive.

The sensation was raw, pure, and ancient.

He could feel its intent, a force like the earth itself surging toward him, emanating violence with an unstoppable, primal will.

Suddenly, the ground beneath him pulsed with an invisible rhythm, echoing from deep within, like a heartbeat turned weapon.

"Just an earth spell," he murmured dismissively, summoning a wave of low-level necromantic energy around himself as a shield.

The dark aura rose, forming a barrier around him in swirling shades of black and crimson.

He sneered, prepared to feel the reverberation dissipate harmlessly against his magic.

"Volsorana Acho-"