Chapter 819 - 430 The Heart of the Ancient God_2
Mr. Giant Ivita began to brazenly collect Magic materials since after his sneaky attempts had been discovered anyway, he might as well be open about it now and stopped hiding.
"I’m just collecting the Purple Energy, so what?"
Seeing this, councillors of the city council didn’t say much. A few council members even felt relieved, thinking that one of the reasons the giant suddenly sided with them was possibly for the precious magic materials on the battlefield.
On this battlefield, where some cried, others laughed—it was merely a cycle of life and death.
The entire battlefield had turned into a massive source for obtaining magic resources.
But the wizards who could actually use the magic resources from the battlefield were not of a low level.
Ivita was originally happily collecting the Purple Energy on the city walls, but unexpectedly, he discovered a male Great Wizard using Undead Magic on his side of the walls, summoning dead bodies and souls, calling forth hundreds of skeletal soldiers charging towards the attacking army.
Ivita was instantly enraged.
If the corpses and souls on the battlefield were all utilized by the necromancer, what was there left for him to collect?
The Lich Lord even boasted to Ambros’s chairman of the council, "This isn’t just any Undead Magic, it’s Undead Plague Magic. These undead are like pathogens, infecting normal corpses. As soon as the undead I awaken stay beside a corpse, soon it will become undead."
Just as the chairman of Ambros’s council was about to praise him, he saw Ivita striding towards them with a grim face, his massive body already exuding a sense of oppression.