Capítulo 180: Sword Wielding Necromancer

"Gwaagh~"

"Gweegh!"

The corpses of the bandit's former comrade before the hooded rose as one of the dead while screeching to the living.

And for the few remaining Bandits who saw that were terrified.

The idea that they will be ravaged and eaten alive was bad enough for them.

But to be turned as an undead was something from their nightmares.

For all they knew was that their soul will experience entless torment under the servitude of the Necromancer in front of them.

That, and the idea of being eaten alive made their morale sink rock bottom with some given in the fear.

And the boss of those desperate bandits showed a frown upon that scene.

"They were really undead..." He said with a solemn voice.

One of the zombies who had finished biting someone's neck turned his head and stared at the man who held two war axes.

Following the instinct of his undead nature, the zombie growled with the intense hatred of the living.