Chapter 287
“Denovine!... Good, very good.”
Wilhelm’s voice gradually regained its calm. He flexed his aura and shattered the tall window before stepping outside. A hundred paces away stood the Thunder Emperor.
“I spared you once when we crossed paths at the Shinras’, but you didn’t cherish it. Today, I’ll collect your corpse.”
Pale gold flickered in Wilhelm’s eyes. They differed from those of other Bloodline Skill users. Their color lacked vibrance, and they betrayed not the slightest emotion.
“I came prepared, and luck is on my side.”
Austria was the homeland of musicians, and Wilhelm did not disappoint; years of orchestra concertos surged through him, and he swept his hands through the air like a maestro.
“Arise, minions..
The ground heaved beneath the moonlight.
Kiyaaaaaah!
Hundreds of undead emerged from the ground.
Bellona watched in awe. Throngs of skeleton warriors, dozens of skeleton mages, and a few liches crowded the area. But even more surprising were the dozens of death knights that arrived at the front of the line. Their clothes and weapons were strangely familiar.
“The Demon Slayers?”