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The Ancestor of the Witch Tree should have been surrounded by green energy that pulsed with life.
Now, Undead death energy had scattered every trace of that green Life Energy.
Like a yolk trapped inside its shell, it had finally broken free!
As if it had been suppressed for ages, the death energy surged forth, vast and pure—stronger even than Lich Arandika's!
Crack!
A pair of enormous skeletal wings slowly unfolded behind him, eerie and beautiful.
Rip!
A long, slender tail of hollow bone burst from his back and shot into the void.
Fine bone armor covered his body, hands, face, and every other part of him. In an instant, he had become a skeletal Undead.
"Whew."
"Finally, I'm myself again. This form feels so much better!"
The Ancestor of the Witch Tree stroked the wings behind him, looking reluctant to let go of the feeling.
"What?"
The Nine-Tailed Ice Fox stared at the figure that had appeared countless times in its inherited memories. Its expression changed drastically!
"Lich... Ancestor Nao!"
"No, no! You're the Ancestor of the Witch Tree. You can't be him. How could you be?"
It backed away step by step, seemingly unable to believe what stood before it.
"Well, well. So that's it. Lich Ancestor? Ancestor of the Witch Tree?"
"You were the same person all along, weren't you?"
Diabolo narrowed his eyes and studied him closely, speaking one word at a time.
Clap, clap, clap.
The man on the Frozen Throne applauded softly. "That's right. I am the Ancestor of the Witch Tree. But I'm only a remnant of the Lich Ancestor's soul, so calling me the Lich Ancestor isn't wrong either!"
"A remnant soul?"
Diabolo