Netherflame Skeleton Soldier!
Necromancer!
Iron Skeleton Knight!
Armor-Piercing Skeleton Crossbowman!
Exploding Zombie!
Rotting Overlord!
Enchanting Female Wraith!
Underworld Sentinel!
It was hard to imagine...
That this Soul Reaper's summoning incantations could be so fast!
To the naked eyes of the spectators, these high-level undead monsters seemed to have appeared all at once.
That alone showed that Leitana's strength far surpassed Ichiro Ikawa's.
And more importantly...
The summoned undead legion could even form orderly, impregnable battle formations.
Before long, thousands upon thousands of undead had filled half the arena.
Like an undead empress, Leitana stood atop the shoulder of an undead giant, coldly looking down at the distant enemy.
Such an exaggerated display moved every spectator.
Even the contestants currently fighting tacitly halted their movements and turned to look.
"Fuck! This is way better than the opening match!"
"Yeah! I didn't even see what happened in the opening match before that idiot Ichiro got smoked!"
"Huh? Norton still hasn't made a move!"
"As expected of the Freedom Federation's number-one seed! He doesn't take Leitana seriously at all!"
"Compared to this, those three really don't seem like much!"
"..."
Amid everyone's admiring gazes.
Norton's tall, slender figure remained where he was, without moving in the slightest.
It was as though he had deliberately given Leitana all the time she needed to prepare.
This extreme confidence and aloof pride won over even more spectators.
Some were so excited that they believed the champion of this tournament could be none other than Norton.
The so-called Jobless Freelancer was ultimately just a flash in the pan, destined to stand aside.
"Leitana, are you ready?"
At this moment, Norton finally slowly raised his head. Looking at the undead empress who seemed to stand upon a mountain peak, he spoke with a faint smile.
"If you