Killing You Needs No Reason

According to Sergei, while hunting deep within Jagged Forest, he had encountered adventurers fleeing from inside. After learning what had happened, he immediately led his hunting party to Moon Scar Basin.

By the time he arrived, he saw from afar that werewolf zombies had excavated the ground until it collapsed, leaving a huge pit in the basin that shone with multicolored light.

Then, black-robed spellcasters led a large number of Undead into the pit, leaving only a few zombies guarding its entrance.

This had long been scouted by the Wyvern Guard, who had recently been circling above Jagged Forest and Durag. They had sent people down to investigate before, and today, seemingly having received precise orders, they had dispatched more people below.

After the adventurers arrived, the Undead did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, the half-dragons were outrageously arrogant and tried to drive them away, only to be forced back by Sergei and another Advanced Professional.

That was how the current three-way standoff had formed.

But no adventurer could resist the lure of treasure. Adventurers kept entering the Mushroom Forest despite the danger. Even the Adventurer's Guild's Advanced Professional had gone in.

"You're saying one of them is a Black Dragon zombie?" Anse asked only after Sergei had finished.

"Yes. It was enormous, and its scales and flesh were rotting, but it couldn't fly." Sergei pointed at the vast Mushroom Forest inside the pit, where large patches had been crushed flat.

Anse sighed inwardly. As expected, Sosk was behind this. That Wild Card of All Phenomena was the bait.

He just did not know whether it had been a spur-of-the-moment idea or something planned long in advance.

But it did not matter. A zombie Black Dragon was still a zombie. He only had to kill it one more