Advanced Professionals Have Their Differences

Seeing the Devotees of Milkor's reaction, Anse confirmed once again that these people had probably never been to Durag or its surroundings. Otherwise, there was no way they would not know him.

This meant they had come for these ruins from the very beginning.

"Kill them!" The black-robed man immediately hid himself completely behind the burly Werewolf Zombies and gave the order to attack.

The surrounding Undead sprang into motion, sprinting along the edge of the pit with naked malice in their eyes.

But before they had taken more than a few steps, a low, clipped phrase in the Draconic language suddenly rang out.

The black-robed man caught a Glint rapidly closing in. With no time to warn his companions, he immediately curled up on the ground as two Werewolf Zombies lunged over and shielded him beneath their bodies.

The next instant, the Glint fell into the horde of Zombies and exploded. A blinding red-and-yellow fireball materialized on the ground, a full twenty meters across, so bright that no one could keep their eyes open.

More than a dozen Zombies and Skeletons were swallowed by the flames at once. The oxygen was consumed in an instant, and the resulting negative pressure churned the air, kicking up clouds of dust.

The black-robed man's Devotion Shield shattered instantly. His robes burst into flames, leaving him unable to breathe, while the exposed skin on his body curled and festered. Fortunately, the Werewolf Zombies had absorbed most of the damage, so his injuries were not fatal.

[----Devotee of Milkor was hit, taking 29 Fire Damage. Current Health: 52/81]

[----Werewolf Zombie was hit, taking 55 Fire Damage. Current Health: 37/92]

[Target killed. Gained 178 Combat Experience.]

The ordinary Skeletons and Zombies within the fireball's range, along with that young Cleric, were reduced to