Rebellion Quelled

Rebellion Quelled "Shouldn't you be in the Senhuan Ruins right now, Demir?"

After his initial shock, Black Dasta regained his composure.

He knew very well who the owner of this aura was—the Glory Alliance's high-level administrator responsible for the Silver Frost Kingdom region, Xito Demir, who was himself a count of the Silver Frost Kingdom and frequently clashed with the Spark Organization.

If they had met under normal circumstances, even escaping would have been a luxury for him. But with the Construct Network's power empowering him now, he was not without the strength to fight.

According to his prior investigation, Xito should have been exploring the Ancient Ruins on the southwestern side of the Desperate Mountain Range this time.

"Heh, naturally, I caught the stench of rotting corpses on the road and followed it here. I didn't expect to find something this interesting!"

With his arms folded across his chest, the "Thirteenth Prince" gave a cold laugh. His figure slowly rose into the air until he was level with the Necromancer.

At the same time, the shadow's form gradually changed, stretching from the Youth's original build into that of a silver-haired middle-aged man standing two or three meters tall.

A Semi-transparent Giant Scythe wreathed in flowing light appeared in his hand. Astonishing Mana Fluctuations instantly gathered along its blade, causing it to emit a faint blazing white glow.

"Now then, the stench of corpses gathered here is a little too strong!"

The next moment, he swung his scythe. A massive blazing white slash, as though it connected heaven and earth, erupted from the blade and instantly cleaved toward the Necromancer and the Bone Dragon beneath his feet.

At the same time, an immense surge of magic power erupted from the Necromancer without warning. He waved his Staff, and grayish-black Necromantic