Arthur looked down at his opponent and pointed a finger from midair, utterly at ease.
But the Death Poetry Society member standing on the ground instinctively felt an unprecedented danger descending from above-
"Roar!"
A deafening, beastlike roar erupted from the Death Poetry Society member's mouth.
His pale, bluish face turned completely blue. Four fangs protruded from his mouth, and long, gray-green hairs bristled like a hedgehog's spines.
More importantly, a spectral skull three meters tall appeared behind the Death Poetry Society member.
The moment it appeared, a dense aura of death began to fill the surroundings.
Desolation. Withering.
Accompanied by a plunging temperature.
Major Arcana Rank!
Unquestionably Major Arcana Rank!
And not an ordinary one, either. He had chosen an exceedingly unusual power and truly pushed it to its limits-a Major Arcana Rank who needed only a chart to break through to Step-Entry.
Sensing the desolation and withering unique to death aura, Malinda and the Chief Swordsman were absolutely certain of that.
At the same time, Malinda was filled with surprise.
Having likewise chosen to wield some death power, she could clearly sense how unusual the Death Poetry Society member before her was.
He was unlike any member of the Death Poetry Society she had seen before.
His aura of death was more restrained, yet also more violent.
Deeply contradictory!
Yet undeniably real.
After using his own "death" to deceive the Contract's power...
No!
More precisely, he was resisting the Contract, exploiting the power of violating it to make the Contract continually inflict "death" upon him, then absorbing that death aura to permeate his organs, bones, and muscles, transforming himself into this form!
The Death Poetry Society's living corpse...
Tsk!
I should call it the Ghoul Ritual!
Interest surfaced in Malinda's eyes.
Naturally, Malinda knew about the Death Poetry