The True Necromancer

On the gray and hazy plains, two groups of undead minions from opposing factions clashed in fierce battle.

A dazzling beam of holy light descended from the sky, striking the Saint-rank necromancer Chaliksi.

“You have a bone dragon and countless undead minions... so how can you still cast holy light?”

Chen Feng slightly curled his lips. “A necromancer who doesn’t know holy magic is not a qualified necromancer.”

“You… you…”

Pfft…

Chaliksi coughed up blood and died.