Undying Tower (Part One)

"We've killed all these zombies!" Romon swept his gaze over the remains of the Undead Zombies, making sure there were no further problems, then beckoned to the distant carriages for their drivers to bring them over.

Lightning, still circling overhead, cried out happily too. With the intelligence of a ten-year-old child and a mental bond with Romon, he could naturally sense Romon's relief and delight.

"Simply incredible..." In the distance, Baron Mengpiya had poked his head out of his carriage to watch the battle and was already stunned.

They had known this young noble was powerful, but to think he was this formidable! It... was truly beyond imagining.

He was not the only one. Everyone else who had secretly watched the battle was also dumbfounded.

In fact, Romon hardly needed to beckon them. They had seen everything clearly: in a very short time, more than a dozen terrifying Undead Zombies had been wiped out just like that.

Yexikan was especially thoughtful. As the baron's son, he had heard of and witnessed the power of spellcasters, but only those of the third or fourth level. Could an eighth-level Druid really be this powerful?

No wonder spellcasters of intermediate rank or higher were considered the equivalent of nobles, even without a title.

The people near the carriages had dreaded those legendary Undead Zombies. Now that they had seen Romon kill them, they looked at the young man with a newfound awe.

Soon, the drivers brought the dozen or so carriages over. As soon as they stopped, more than a dozen people climbed down. Apart from the children, whose mothers kept them inside, the warriors and attendants all followed Baron Mengpiya to survey the battlefield.

Watching from afar felt very different from seeing it up close. At a distance, they had merely been