Roar~!
The Flesh Golem's face, stitched together from numerous corpses, opened its gaping bloody mouth and let out a roar. Its two bizarre red eyes, one large and one small, swept over the surroundings before finally locking onto Erbaka.
"Mas~ter~!" The Flesh Golem knelt before Erbaka and spoke respectfully.
A satisfied expression appeared on Erbaka's face. He pointed to the right, and the Flesh Golem rose to its feet and headed toward the stairs, where giant skeletons guided them upstairs to stand guard.
"General, the power of darkness is truly awe-inspiring." A young male undead looked at Erbaka with excitement in his eyes.
"For the Undead Clan, this is merely the most basic magic. Serve me well, and you will receive Death's reward," Erbaka said slowly.
"Thank you, General." Dozens of human undead around him knelt before Erbaka, their faces filled with delight.
"In the future, we will surely kill all humans for you and turn them all into your subordinates, to be commanded by you," the young male undead said excitedly.
A savage smile appeared at the corner of Erbaka's mouth. "I am very satisfied with your performance. Continue working. I want to create more Flesh Golems. Humans, I will never let you go."
The dozens of undead hurriedly continued directing zombies and skeletons to carry corpses. Whenever more than a hundred corpses were gathered together, Erbaka created a Flesh Golem.
Only after creating more than twenty Flesh Golems did Erbaka stop. The green glow in his eyes had dimmed, and he felt a trace of exhaustion in his body.
"You may all leave. I need to rest." Erbaka stared at the undead and gave the order.
The dozens of human undead left the underground garage, leaving only Erbaka behind. He lay down directly on the ground to rest,