Ten Monarchs (Part Two)

The first thing to enter their sight was a peculiar Bone Dragon.

The Bone Dragon's bones were an eerie bluish white. Its skeletal frame was white, yet it was covered in a glimmering blue radiance. Its frame was sturdy, and beneath its enormous wings hung remnants of leathery membranes. Around its body, viscous dark aura drifted like black clouds, spreading outward in slowly expanding black halos.

Ghostly blue flames flickered in the Bone Dragon's eyes, while upon its back sat a man entirely clad in pitch-black armor. He stood well over two and a half meters tall, seated quietly where the Bone Dragon's neck joined its back. In his right hand, he held a heavy sword even longer than he was tall. The heavy sword shone with a dazzling dark-purple glow.

That was right—it was him. His aura alone had made Long Haochen's expression turn grave.

The knight riding the Bone Dragon—no, it should be said, the knight riding the Bone Dragon King. The Bone Dragon King beneath him alone possessed more than three hundred thousand spiritual energy. As for the knight himself, he was precisely the terrifying existence Long Haochen had mentioned earlier, one whose spiritual energy might exceed seven hundred thousand.

Aside from him and the Lich King, the other undead creatures each represented the pinnacle of an undead race.

They were:

The Skeleton Monarch, over thirty meters tall, its entire body gleaming with a white-jade luster.

The Cave Demon Spider Monarch, twenty meters long, with twelve long legs standing in the air and patches of gray spots covering its purple-black body.

The Zombie Monarch, five meters tall, its whole body radiating a dark-golden sheen, its eyes vacant and its limbs stiff.

The Abomination Monarch, the largest of them all, over a hundred meters tall, its waist thicker