Convergence of Fate

Looking at Singo, split in two, the steamed bun first chuckled with instinctive schadenfreude before putting on a sorrowful expression and reaching out. "Xin Gou, I'll avenge you—"

To his surprise, a translucent figure floated out of the corpse. "Quit this fucking melodrama. At this rate, we're all getting wiped out!"

"You're not dead?"

"The Soul Amulet. It lets me exist in soul form for fifteen minutes after my body dies. Didn't expect to use it so soon."

"Wait—move your head to the side!"

"Fuck!" Noodles instinctively tilted his head.

A beam brimming with necromantic aura streaked past his ear and struck a human nearby. The human's flesh instantly shriveled away, turning him into a gaunt, desiccated corpse.

He turned around and saw the Ancient Green Dragon flapping her wings and hovering in midair, surrounded by a storm filled with acid and Poison Mist. Her narrow, needle-like vertical pupils gleamed with the eerie light of necromancy.

Six clusters of ghostfire drifted ceaselessly at her side, like dreadful ghosts ready to devour people's souls at any moment.

Green Dragons were natural spellcasters, and Ulrichia, known as the Venomous Emerald, was undoubtedly among the finest of them.

As an ancient dragon, she was proficient in necromancy and illusion spells, her attainments no less than an Archmage's.

Ulrichia stretched her claws toward the void and pulled out a staff forged from bones and skulls, casually waving it.

In an instant, countless evil souls surged from the Blood Pool with shrill wails, scrambling toward the humans. Those untrained civilians were possessed by the evil souls and turned into Ulrichia's puppets.

The possessed humans' eyes reddened, saliva dribbling from the corners of their mouths as they nearly crazed charged at their former comrades and friends. Before terrified eyes, they bit into their victims' necks and