Soon, Liu Zhi's train arrived at the station. He still had to hurry and catch another train, so he didn't talk with Karakasa any longer.
After getting off the subway, as he hurried to catch his next train, Liu Zhi felt as if he'd forgotten something.
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned to look. Liu Zhi realized that one group of Fallen he'd brought along was missing.
Liu Zhi turned and asked a Fallen Necromancer, "Where's the other group?"
The Fallen Necromancer hopped about and shouted. From its movements, Liu Zhi understood that the group of Fallen Necromancers had gone with Karakasa.
There was nothing Liu Zhi could do about that street loafer who'd eaten his fill and still wanted to take some food home. He could only curse him under his breath before leading the remaining Fallen off to catch another train.
After changing trains seven or eight times, Liu Zhi and the others finally reached a functioning station somewhere in Saitama Prefecture.
After getting off the subway, Liu Zhi looked at the station sign, which had turned gray, and couldn't help but marvel at the power of time.
It had only been a few hundred years without anyone maintaining it, yet all kinds of vines had already covered the sign before him.
After glancing at the map behind the sign, Liu Zhi led the remaining Fallen Necromancers out of the subway station.
As he reached the escalator entrance, Liu Zhi caught a whiff of something strange. He looked down at the escalator, which had ground to a halt, and a disdainful smile touched his eyes.
"Send your subordinates up."
Liu Zhi didn't charge forward or summon his Undead Army. Instead, he had the Fallen Necromancers send their Fallen into the attack.
Shouting, "Rakanishu!"