"Something's wrong. Why isn't that kid An Kai answering me?"
"Didn't he say we could communicate through the [Contract]?"
"Was that brat lying to me?"
Hanks wore a conflicted expression as one undead figure after another emerged from the ground around him...
Their eyes were blood-red, and a chaotic madness radiated from their bodies.
Some wore robes, while others wore battered armor...
Their clothing differed in style, but certain features were shared by every outfit.
The words "Divine Court" shone on their chests, in stark contrast to their gray-white bones.
Two words were inscribed on the backs of their clothes, covering them from top to bottom.
Even where the fabric was tattered, those words still gleamed with a faint light!
-Immortality!
The space was so dark that Hanks couldn't see his hand in front of his face. The only light came from "Divine Court" on their chests and "Immortality" covering the undead's backs!
The sight made Hanks's scalp prickle...
These skeletal undead clearly radiated decay, yet the word "Immortality" on their backs made Hanks sense a trace of "vitality"...
These two conflicting auras clashed, causing bursts of chaotic madness to spill from the skeletal undead from time to time.
Standing there, enveloped by that chaotic madness, Hanks felt as though he were looking at mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Just as his eyes were about to turn blood-red, a dark brown light suddenly flashed over him. Hanks appeared in a well-fitted tailcoat and a top hat, holding a waist-high cane.
This aristocratic attire vanished in a flash. A moment later, Hanks radiated exactly the same aura as the undead around him...
Chaotic, with an undercurrent of madness.
The undead around Hanks froze. A few even scraped their toes against the ground.
They seemed embarrassed at having mistaken Hanks