The death of Nathan made the few high-level skeletons at the foot of the cliff give up struggling. They wailed to the sky and threw away their weapons.
Then let Garbage and other underlings captured them.
Francis jumped off the cliff and looked.
His underlings oversaw cleaning other materials, but Francis had to decide for the captives.
After looking, Francis made up his mind.
"Pack all the captives and send them to Mena. Let her deal with them."
No matter how high their level was and how talented they were, Francis didn't intend to keep them. He already had what he wanted. If he continued to expand the number of underlings.
Soon, the quality of his underlings would be uncertain because there were too many of them.
Francis had always thought that to a certain extent, as long as the number of the underlings for charging was enough, he didn't need to accumulate too much.
And he should put his experience and energy on the important underlings.