Former General Is Undead Knight

In no time, the forty undead had turned into a pile of flesh pieces.

Lambert slowly unloaded the Great Sword as he was surrounded by alien bodies that stopped moving.

The heavy towns in the dark city, who were supposed to be able to show off their killing shows, were unbelievably dismayed by the sights that had taken place today.

Someone claps.

One applause after another, as it chained up.

"Is this the end of what you call hell?

Lambert turns his attention to Maggot.

Maggot shook his shoulders frighteningly and looked back toward Doma.

In the back arena, the fighters are not supposed to win the undead.

Doma was stretching her fingers and waving at an undead squire with no neck.

It was her command of manipulating the undead.

The undead bows to Doma and rushes to another place with the sleaze.

"Dear de, Doma..."

Seeing the end of Doma's interaction with the undead, Maggot speaks to her.

"Make the declaration of the final act. Don't you see? The Dark City folks are coming to see Doma's undead. You wouldn't end up scratching your shame, would you?

"What the hell is that...? What is the final act......? This stage, by Act II…"

"That's dull. You think there's only one undead here for the arena? Don't irritate Doma too much."

To Doma's words, Maggot shook up with his face blue.

"Hey, I won't, if you move me... what happens here...! If you move it now, the Dark City itself will be doomed! By the way, where the eyes of the Eight Wise Men are, that could be taken as a departure from the 'Flute Demon'!

"A mess... a little annoying."

Doma handed her finger.

Two neckless undead who were near Maggot move out.

One held Maggot's head and the other held Maggot's body.

"Dear Doma!? Hey, what..."

Maggot's neck is twisted.

My face turned back. I hear a broken neck.

Maggot's body loses power.

The two undead walk to Doma supporting Maggot.

Doma lays hands on Maggot's body.

The corpse trembled on its own, releasing a strange cut of gold.

"SO SO, DEHA, start the final act Ma......! Enjoy it, Sa! Guarantee of life, guarantee ha, I won't...!

Declare that as Maggot cramps his body, while remaining face facing the other way.

And fell to collapse on the spot.

"Huff, my men are only loyal undead."

I laugh as high as Doma has regained her spare time.

"The Blood Mist Knight" standing beside Doma stares at her.

"... What are you going to say now? You're not going to use the undead to crumble the king's capital?

Doma bends her neck and turns to "The Bloody Mist Knight".

"Races like Doma are proud and arrogant. I appreciate the support, but Doma should always say that when you let him do what Doma wants, right?

"You......!

"Even if I slaughter Doma, there's nothing good about it. Don't worry. Just move it a little bit, just put it back. Those kids can't take great care of themselves, but you're not gonna die anyway, are you? Although the others don't know."

Doma looks over the cloth draped in front of her face at the heavy towns of Dark City.

Lambert was observing those domas from the stage.

If you're extensively attached to Doma's evil hobby theatre, you can't hang up.

I was wondering if I could see any gaps and take action, but 'The Blood Mist Knight' was constantly watching Lambert while arguing with Doma.

The neckless undead placed in the guest seat are also apparently more powerful and moving faster than the alien undead soldiers in Act II.

I didn't get the chance I thought I would.

At that time, Tsushin, Tsushin, and the loud footsteps echoed back into the arena.

Lambert also had a sense of crisis in this footstep.

Obviously, the dimensions are different from the second act.

"Let's end the spectacle of play...... I'll do everything I can to deal with you, Lambert"

At the same time as Doma's proclamation, the great doors that had so far emerged of the undead broke and all the surrounding walls collapsed.

What emerged was a meat doll giant that spanned three haynes (about three metres).

The ugly giant, who tabulated the muscle fibers and joints marks, also looked familiar to Lambert.

He is a living artificial giant (Fresh Golem) whose manufacturing was banned even during the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms.

Lambert remembered confronting him when he came back to modern times and boarded the Dormillione research facility.

A thick mucus of colour drips from the giant mouth, with three rows of teeth lined up in its mouth.

Big eyeballs pulsating and giggling.

A large arm with ten fingers protrudes forward.

The back arena is wrapped in screams and screams.

Lambert sets his sword on alertness.

The overwhelming mass advantages and durability of the living artificial giant (Fresh Golem) were stained and understood.

Besides, it's not the same thing in this fight.

After pushing the wreckage of the broken wall, a second and third living artificial giant (Fresh Golem) appeared in the back arena.

Not even Domillione was able to produce a mass of live artificial giants (fresh golems).

That's because for R&D, live artificial giants (fresh golems) need a good number of bodies.

Hiding in the underground labyrinth to gather adventurers, Domillione had difficulty collecting a sufficient number of research materials.

However, it was not difficult to imagine how easy it would be to gather the material of a living artificial giant (Fresh Golem) in a dark city where no one would suspect this man disappearing, if he collected as many corpses as he wanted with the backshield of the 'whistling demon' and dominated the back.

Having confronted a number of contraindicated fallen magicians, Lambert had some knowledge of death manipulation.

This backstage is full of undead, but adding up to all the bodies we've seen here would be less than half the number of victims of the living artificial giant (Fresh Golem) unity.

"How many human beings have you killed!

Lambert shouts aloud as he stares at the living artificial giant (Fresh Golem).

"It's an honor to be praised for the number of kills you've made from the great heroes of the war!

Doma laughs out loud.

Not sarcasm, she regarded the curse as a compliment.