After a brief panic, the Undead quickly found their rhythm again... That was perfectly normal. Their commanders did not actually have to stay alive to command them, after all.
Sometimes being dead was even more convenient. They just needed someone to relay their orders.
The Undead had long since grown used to this sort of postmortem command... Especially the members of Xue Yunfeng's Alliance. Every guild had a few people specially trained to relay messages, mainly to ensure that the orders came through without distortion or exaggeration. They had to report things exactly as they were, so the commander would not have to correct exaggerated accounts.
Besides, when everyone knew each other, it prevented situations like, "Who the hell are you to order me around?"
The Undead had always had a strong rebellious streak. Not just anyone could stand in front of them and expect to be obeyed.
Edna glanced at the Undead rapidly changing formation around her, then fixed her gaze on the enormous monster standing motionless in place.
Malar's transformation did not particularly surprise her... The Beastlord's antlered ape form might not be especially powerful in combat, but it could help him recover a great deal of health.
Whenever Malar's animal form was seriously injured, he automatically switched back to this humanoid form to heal himself.
Otherwise, with Malar's limited abilities, he would hardly have been defeated only a dozen or so times.
But... Malar had actually managed to identify the Undead's commander accurately. That genuinely startled Edna and made her even more certain that something was wrong with this Malar.
Frowning, she watched Malar's figure blur once again and waited for his next transformation.
For Malar's meager divine power to support a third transformation was already the absolute limit for this beast. Even with outside assistance, Edna