Chapter 13: A Suitable Destiny For The Prologue Boss (4)
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[You maggot! I swear by this body! I won't even allow you to die!]
Right after the Necromancer roared, a massive wave of mana spread out.
The zombies that Dung Beetle had destroyed, the corpses of the Secretary’s bodyguards, and the still-standing zombies were all drawn towards the Necromancer.
Just like a magnet attracting iron; bones, flesh, and blood began to swirl and coalesce around the Necromancer.
By the time Dung Beetle managed to reload his shotgun, the mass had already become larger than a truck.
[O Death, defy your course! O Death, amass!]
The writhing mass soon began to transform into the shape of a massive giant.
The flesh and bones of the zombies formed arms as massive as containers, and its face made from the tangled corpses was hideous, like something out of a nightmare.