Two hundred kilometers from the border of West Hill Province, inside a sealed barrier, five people sat in a circle, waiting for the necromancers to arrive.
Over the past three months, the Twenty-seventh Legion had made a fortune. In pursuit of maximum profit, many minor nobles had not only sent their troops into the mines, but had even gone down shirtless to dig themselves, determined to squeeze out every last bit of profit in the limited time available.
Bamund closed his eyes to rest, but inwardly, he was deeply shocked.
How many years had it been? Yet his nephew already had two Soul Intent grade subordinates. In another twenty years, who knew how far the brat's power would expand.
The family's sixth count might truly be his nephew.
"They're here."
O'dor spoke calmly to the others.
Sixty kilometers away, a group of black-robed necromancers rode three Ferocious Tigers toward the border of West Hill Province.
"Corien, does that thing really exist within the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom?" A pale young man opened his eyes and quietly asked the white-haired man beside him.
"The information revealed by the Kailarite Shard told me that the item is hidden within Hill Province of the Ironforge Mountain Dwarf Kingdom. Some undead broke the divine power left behind by the God of Radiance, and information about that item spread outward unconsciously through Interlayer Space."
"Once we obtain it, we will no longer be some insignificant little group. A thousand years from now, we will become the second Bone Flower Council, the second Holy City of the Undead, the second Abyssal Sea Paradise."
The other necromancers revealed fanatical expressions upon hearing Corien's words.
They had come from the Land of Chaos, crossed the United Orc Kingdom, gone around Misty Forest, and traversed the Gray Mang Wasteland.