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Until the Sacrifice Formation activated, the Octopus Head Necromancer had yet to realize anything was wrong.
He thought the activation of the Sacrifice Formation before him was related to his being trapped inside it.
It was only when the sacrifice was halfway complete that the Octopus Head Necromancer realized something was wrong.
Wasn't the promised entrance supposed to be magnificent, with an overwhelming display the moment he made a move?
Where was the flame pillar that was supposed to destroy an entire city? Why was there nothing at all, as if the sacrifice had failed? Could Baphomet have given him a fake name?
Then the Octopus Head Necromancer saw the surroundings rapidly darken, as though something had been swallowed.
Even he himself was affected, and the entire Death City sank into darkness.
Only the area occupied by Gu Xi retained its own colors.
Dominic, who was commanding the Undead Army in battle, also noticed what was happening.
His first thought was of the question Gu Xi had asked him earlier.
It seemed the Octopus Head Necromancer was about to cause trouble.
However, Dominic merely lowered his head and paid the matter no further attention.
No matter what they did, the battle here could not stop.
As long as the city did not explode, he would keep fighting.
That was Dominic's fighting style.
After all, Dominic was used to fighting his way upward layer by layer.
The rhythm was crucial. If it was disrupted, not only would he be unable to keep fighting, he would not even be able to escape.
Since escape was impossible anyway, he might as well continue fighting.
Thus, Dominic merely glanced up at the darkened area before launching another attack forward.
The equipment bearer seated beneath the