Beneath the dead tree where Limon and Jiya were, one after another undead emerged from the forest. Skeleton warriors, undead champions, skeleton archers, and sometimes even the figure of a lich could be seen. They were scattered around the forest, moving in the same direction until they reached the area around the altar and then stopped.
Before long, the number of undead around the altar had reached a considerable amount.
At a glance, there were at least several hundred of those motionless figures, among which were not a few liches in tattered black robes.
But there was only one Great Lich. It stood quietly on the altar, surrounded and guarded by numerous undead champions and lich guardians.
Watching this scene quietly, while Limon was pondering, some movement occurred in the forest ahead.
Right in front of Limon's eyes, an army of undead appeared in the forest not far from the altar.