"What's that Zombie trying to do?"
Elilose stared at Gongsun Bing, who had landed beyond the distant walls. Her voice rose sharply, carrying far through the noisy yet cavernous Black Prison World. "Didn't you say he belonged to some Moonlight Parliament and didn't like playing hired muscle for wizards?"
The god of darkness and spiders, born in another world, had resumed her vast, uncanny form. She hung among hundreds of fleshy tendrils dangling from the sky, swaying gently with them and her webs.
"Moonlit Parliament."
The Arch Lich Sujade clicked his jaws. A dull red light flickered in his eye sockets, and his voice was as dry and flat as ever. "Not Moonlight Parliament."
The other Arch Lich, Sir Ulrich, was rather smoother. He looked up and waved at Elilose, who was weaving a web overhead. "Don't worry about the details... That old mummy isn't interested in your brittle little body. He'd rather arm-wrestle Behemoth."
As he spoke, Behemoth, standing at the front, reared up, beat his chest, and howled at the sky.
Awooo!!
Awoooo!!!
"Is Behemoth copying your moves?"
Outside Black Prison Castle, the pagoda among the Nine Archwizards buzzed as it asked the giant ape beside it, "I've always thought that was a spectacular way to make an entrance."
The giant ape's gaze moved between Gongsun Bing and Behemoth before settling on the pagoda. "It isn't about looking spectacular... It stirs up fighting spirit and builds momentum. Like how we once had to wave wands to cast spells..."
"Children these days don't use wands anymore." On the other side, the figure in a magnificent gown fluttered her ribbons, and a woman's voice sounded from within. "They use spellbooks now."
"It was just an example." The giant ape scooped up a handful of insect monsters that had crashed nearby