บท 468: Journey to the East - Nihon

"Master was threatened again." Dumby, who sat sprawled on the sofa, went blank before continuing in a solemn voice, "Goldie, Flamy, Da Zi, is this how you protect Master when I'm not around?"

Dumby's voice was hoarse and cold. The flickering flame of the undead that was dancing fiercely in its eye sockets gave away its rage. The atmosphere in the room was tense and suffocating.

Desolion laid on the floor and snuck a peek at Dumby, chills going down its spine.

This skeleton was starting to give off an increasingly monstrous aura. Dumby should have evolved into a King-tier monster by now, but it felt like they were facing an Emperor-tier monster to Desolion.