As Saint Dartmenly's grandson, the second generation naturally existed in Dartmenly's memories.
Yet after entering for so many days, Naimus had already "screened" the fifty thousand people despite their seemingly large number.
Naimus had not found the second generation among them.
Setting aside the possibility that Di Nai had completely erased him, the second generation's true identity was not difficult to determine.
And from the most utilitarian perspective, those of the same origin were the most efficient subjects for converting into Nether Corpses.
Di Nai ignored the second-generation Dartmenly's fury. At that moment, he was glaring at Naimus with matching anger.
The two enemies were now sharing the same rage.
It had to be said, Di Nai was truly ruthless.
The Withered Tomb Branch was, in essence, made up of "ghouls."
And naturally, the corpses they consumed were Nether Corpses.
Over the years, every time the second generation had "reincarnated," he had basically been guided into becoming a member of the Withered Tomb Branch.
In other words, the second generation had been the main force devouring Nether Corpses all these years.
That was why the second generation was so furious.
As for why Di Nai was angry, it was not merely because he was about to lose.
It was also because the alchemical ritual had been tainted. So much silver, handed out to the poor—what a sin!!
That was Di Nai's inner voice at that moment.
People changed.
When Naimus first arrived in this world, he had believed he was destined to accomplish great things, and so he built his own "ideal."
He wanted to transform this world and leave behind an eternal name.
At his core, he simply wanted to do something great. It was only because of his early education that he chose reforming the world as that