Former General Is Undead Knight

We're going through a room lined with trapped cages of Doma's experimental undead.

The passage was branched but never lost sight of Doma's blood as it remained on the floor.

He was attacked more than once by a group of un-necked women undead guarding this underground laboratory on the road, but there was no way Lambert could have gotten behind his opponent to that extent now.

Quickly slash your body with the blade of the great sword and head ahead.

Finally, he succeeded in hunting down Doma to the Great Hall at the end of the line.

Doma was supported from left to right over two neckless undead.

"" The Bloody Mist Knight "... you screwed me up a little."

Doma stares at Lambert over the cloth hiding his face.

"That's it. King of the Dark City..." The Witch Without a Neck "Doma. I don't know how to interrogate you and throw up some balls."

Lambert sets up a great sword against Doma.

"Huhuhuhuhuhu...... Anyway, if Doma dies, there is no ex or child. I've been stopped, but if this happens, I'll let you do your best to get there."

"Well, you say it's all you can do? For what it's worth, I've been panicking for a long time."

"You... you're licking this doma, aren't you? I'll tell you... make the Death Mage your enemy and the foolishness of fighting at their home!

After Doma's words, the Great Hall rocks heavily.

The surrounding walls tear and collapse.

From all sides of the great hall, a herd of undead appeared.

Some of them appeared to be living artificial giants (fresh golems).

"Hey, what... these numbers...?

Charles runs his eyes around him and leans towards Lambert in fright.

"Ahahahahahahaha! Doma wasn't just helpless, either! You're the one who led me here! Hey, Lambertou, it's not a research facility here, we have an army of undead ready to fight this country! Ahahahahahaha! Can you do the war alone? Now let's start the last stage!

"I see, it's certainly troublesome"

Lambert runs his eyes around him with his big sword against Doma.

If you were hiding an undead to war with the Kingdom of Legions in the basement of the Dark City, then I guess only a fraction of the whole thing is visible here.

Though a tireless undead body, there's nothing you can do with this quantitative opponent if you're just a decent opponent.

"Isn't that right? Let me deeply regret that you persevered in chasing this doma around with the intention of hunting so far..."

"Whatever… this number, not the quality of you or the undead. Getting into an institute of power-held death manipulators is a pain in the ass all the time. Even the institute of second-rate death manipulators, as long as they have the wealth, this is what happens"

"Hey, what...?

"But is this better yet? Fortunately, it's an underground facility. If I kill you, get out of here, and block the entrance, the undead will overflow."

"I'll only admit to you the courage that made Doma so vain in this situation! I can't believe I can kill this doma... if I can, I can show it to you!

The cry of Doma echoes in the Great Hall.

A large crowd of undead are pushing towards the Rambales.

"Can you move?

"Oh, my legs aren't stuck!

Charles shook his voice and still said that to his temperament.

"Don't leave my back."

Lambert starts walking slowly to Doma.

He slashed and amputated the upper-body of the looming undead and kicked the rest of his legs off.

Then the undead, approaching from left to right, slowly slash and lay down.

"... please, Lambert. Take Carmela's revenge. Even he... Without him, this territory will be at peace. It's supposed to be..."

"I know. That's why I'm here."

Lambert packs his distance to Doma as he slashes and lays low on the undead that is sure to loom.

I'm not afraid of this number of undead opponents at all.

Before Lambert succumbed to this difference in quantity, it was clear that he would reach Doma.

"Perseverance...... perseverance, perseverance perseverance! Come on, fall down!

Doma's cry even seemed like the earliest plea.

"It can't end... Doma is a genius... only Doma is special! Doma overcame old age in a complete way! Sooner or later, any death-enabler in history transcends and reaches the truth of the world! Not yet... not yet, just the beginning of it! If the Kingdom of Legions crumbles, we can get the back shield of a new country to proceed with our research! This doma holds in hand the prosperity of the perpetual robbery and the honor......!

"Genius... truth, the first complete immortality...? That's a word I'm tired of hearing. Many death magicians speak of such commonplace complacency. To the best of my knowledge, the only thing that didn't say that was about Gairov. Doma, you're nothing special or anything. Just an annoying, commonplace Phantom."

Finally, Lambert had come just before Doma.

There were countless undead wreckages in the mountains around Lambert.

Two neckless undead, who supported Doma's body, let Doma go and leapt to the present of Lambert.

Lambert kicked each one to the left and right, pointing the tip of the Great Sword at Doma.

"Lamberruuuuuuuu!"

Doma screams.

Lambert releases a flash of the Great Sword.

Doma's neck snapped clean and rolled down the floor.

A splash of blood rises.

"Ya did...? Did you kill Witch Without a Neck?

Lambert does not answer Charles' words.

Drop your gaze and check your head.

The failure to fly and drop Doma's head on the spot was due to the possibility that Doma could still live in this state.

Death magicians who die honestly are rarer.

In fact, Doma's vitality deviates from that of an ordinary person.

If you're just a human being, the "Blood Mist Knight" should be dead from a missed abdominal wound.

There was no doubt that he was molesting his body.

The raw neck rolled and the cloth that was hiding his face rolled.

"This, is...?

Doma looked creepy.

All I could say was that I graffitied it with makeup.

No eyeballs, no nostrils.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that there was obviously no way that the painted mouth could be opened either.

Doma's body, which had lost her neck, quickly grabbed to Lambert.

Lambert waved his sword and slashed Doma's body.

The dress tore and the blood danced.

But Lambert did it with the intention of slashing him.

Obviously the flesh was unusually tough.

"I see... so," The Witch Without a Neck "? Correct me to say Phantom. You're just a monster."

"Hih..."

Charles screams as he peeks at Doma's face.

Behind the torn cloth...... in her chest, a large number of human eyeballs were implanted.

I thought I was hungry, my big mouth opens.

A good number of teeth were peeking.