When Darwin was setting up the Underworld Ecosystem, Lasha and the others had already ventured deep into the Underworld.
Their goal was naturally the undead that had gathered in its depths.
Lasha wasn't surprised at all that there were undead in this Underworld, which had yet to take shape.
Whenever someone died and their soul had nowhere else to go, it would naturally enter the Underworld.
This plane hadn't followed a path of psychic powers and technology from the very beginning. Before the humans here had strengthened their psychic powers enough to be captured directly, many people must have died.
Their souls would certainly need somewhere to go, and entering the Underworld nearby was the choice those souls made.
As for why this Underworld hadn't yet taken shape, there was a reason for that too.
At least, Lasha didn't sense anything wrong with it.
But when they found the undead, Lasha felt that something was off.
The undead were clearly organized, and among them was a level-14 being.
Standing aboard the Mythic Sun Boat, Lasha gazed from afar at the undead below, who appeared only as a black silhouette. A glimmer of delight flashed in his eyes.
He felt that this undead followed a path combining necromancy and shadow.
This was just what he needed to complete his understanding of the sun.
That's right—in Lasha's eyes, where there was light, there would be darkness, and there would always be shadows beneath the sun.
For Lasha to grow, he needed not only to deepen his understanding of Sun Divinity, but also to improve his understanding of shadows.
He hadn't found a suitable opportunity before, but now he had an excellent candidate right in front of him.
In an instant, the way Lasha looked at the undead changed.
"Prepare for battle!"
Lasha