"Oh… no."
Ian couldn't hold back a groan.
A Lich might have been responsible for the exploding corpses, but surely a necromancer created the Undead.
"This has just entered another level..."
This was what made him anxious.
The Undead never dies, even when killed.
They are moved by the magi dominating their bodies, so even if their heads are chopped off, they cannot die.
And there were not many ways to kill the Undead.
The only way was to purify them with divine power or burn them with flames.
Dealing with them using Aura was possible, but it would only slow their recovery instead of annihilating them.
'Other than that, scatter the magi.'
No one had thought of it, but it was worth trying.
"Everyone, watch your step! The corpses are alive and moving!"
Someone shouted out in warning.
Ian thrust his sword at the eerie creature that grabbed his ankle.
Flames flickered from his sword and pierced through the Black Goblin's half-left body.
It seemed like the flames made with the Aura could also wound them, so the Undea...
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