Raphael sensed the Death God's aura on the dried corpses. His entire body trembled, and he could no longer use his Beyonder abilities.
According to their earlier plan, Emlyn began his attack as soon as Raphael failed to turn them into living corpses.
The handsome vampire's fingernails suddenly lengthened, as though ten small black daggers had grown from his fingertips. Purple supernatural symbols and patterns flashed across each nail.
By the time he charged up to the dried corpses, Audrey had already hypnotized all three. Emlyn finished them off with ease.
Fors held Leynmano's Magic Book in her hands, but the battle ended before she had a chance to act.
Raphael wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried forward to examine the situation.
As he walked over, he recalled a question he had considered before: most of a Zombie's Beyonder abilities belonged to the undead category, so would they suffer additional suppression when facing a high-level Beyonder of the Death God pathway?
Of course, higher levels of every pathway naturally suppressed the lower levels, but the Death God pathway seemed particularly potent in that regard.
There was no need to ponder that question anymore. They really did suffer a degree of additional suppression.
Just now, for instance, merely seeing a symbol representing the Death God had left him terrified, almost robbing him of his ability to resist.
Fortunately, that suppression faded as quickly as it came.
Raphael was the last to reach the corpses and examined them up close.
They were not "dead" and were still writhing. However, Emlyn had cut them into such small pieces that they could no longer attack.
The clothes and weapons on the dried corpses bore the distinctive style of the Southern Continent. This confirmed Raphael's suspicions: an army from the Southern Continent really