Lich: Wait, Weren't We Talking About Heirs to the Witch King? How Did This Turn Into a Fighting Game?

Russell walked up to the patient and joked around.

The polite, adorable girl immediately placed an order and called a private car.

The group got into the car, ready to experience Eyjafjalla's thank-you feast.

But—

Just as the private car reached the school gates, the musical symbols surrounding the entire city abruptly turned into terrifying black.

Russell cautiously stuck his head out the window and looked up at the sky.

Someone had deployed a barrier.

Lich: Wait, Wasn't the Witch King's Descendant Supposed to Be a KOF Fighter?

The barrier had activated.

It was not the spell devised by the Twin Empresses through the Witch King's arts, one that turned every structure in the city into an extension of their will. Rather, it was a disturbance from another dimension.

Ripples cleverly linked several nodes together, then shattered.

As though triggering some kind of chain reaction, the sky rapidly broke apart. An unknown force descended from the fractured heavens, forming an enormous funnel.

At the center of the funnel stood an old man dressed in magnificent formal wear.

As if facing some severe trial, he continuously absorbed that dangerous power. The shadow behind him no longer resembled an old man, but a horrifying humanoid shape, like a rotting giant.

As that figure emerged, heaven and earth seemed to fall silent.

A powerful, terrifying presence passed through like an invisible beast, devouring every sound.

As that aura spread, Xi's body seemed to tremble faintly.

Instinctively, she leaned slightly toward Ling and grabbed Russell's arm.

Adele was in even worse shape. The blood drained from her cute, youthful face in an instant. Had Russell not caught her, she might have collapsed unconscious onto the ground.

A Lich Lord?!!

Russell froze.

For a moment, he felt as though he had seen something wrong.

That