The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Mr. Finn's face was a separate race of blue skin.... er, the devil system?

"Give me a break about skin color. I don't know why I got this color, either."

Necromancer said, in a gentle tone.

"But as you can see, I'm not even a pure human being. If they say what it is, they say it's 'immortal'"

"Immortals..."

I mean immortal? This guy is amazing!

"And there's one trick to this mask..."

The white mask Mr. Finn had changes color and shape in black. Black dokuro - Mr. Finn put on that dokuro mask.

"Oh, it's been a long time. It's been a long time, really."

Boo, and the blue light in Doc's eyes.... From the side, this guy is the one who looks undead. I thought.

"Curse Field"

Mr. Finn would be the short chant, cast the magic. Are you out of your mind that you felt like you were echoing your voice?

Fluffy, the magic in the atmosphere seemed to glow blue and white. It spread around us, passing through the looming undead.

"Dead people in my domain. Subordinate to me, the king."

That was an order. The movements of the undead who were pushing over stop. The avant-garde groups that were fighting also suddenly round their eyes.

"Well, that's the end of this barren war of attrition with the undead"

Mr. Finn declared. The undead stopped hostilities, probably because they are within Mr. Finn's sphere of control.

Can a Necromancer from another world do this? Cheats.

"Mr. Finn, were you King of the Undead?

Reele asked. Mr. Finn, wearing a black dokuro mask, distorted his mouth into the form of a laugh.

"Well, that's what it is"

Now, let's move on, Mr. Finn says, and we're headed for the underground structure - the palace - ahead of the rendezvous point.... all the undead ruled by Mr. Finn follow. The sudden increase in the number of people seems odd.

"Well, do you have the power to follow the undead..."

Mantur accidentally loosened his mouth as he sat down in a dark ore chair looking at the sight of the dungeon core.

The intruders are joining forces and are aiming for this palace under the control of the undead, who overflow as hot water.

A mantle with a core can summon as many undead as possible. But as long as there is a Necromancer among the intruders, it will be futile. It's like feeding me.

"When that happens... will these pawns be warcraft?"

"Dear Great Mantur......"

Magic Talk arrives. The other person is Kaios, his apprentice.

"What's up?

"I'm sure you already know the intruders exist -"

"I'm looking at them now. … quite an interesting material"

'However, it must be a dangerous opponent and must be killed early'

Kaios' voice continues.

"I have already ordered the guardians to protect me, but I would like permission to use Mirar"

"Mirar......"

Those super-fast wolves - but with that, the intruders...

"Fine. I want to hurt the wolves."

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I can't talk about magic. The disciple seems to turn to an extremely difficult beast to deal with, among other modified organisms.

"... well, that's a sight to see how you respond to me"

Mantle grabbed his elbow and laughed quietly.

No novice undead emerged either because Mr. Finn was able to follow the undead or while he was on his way to the palace.

Though some of the trash mountains are likely to rise as skeletons and undead because of the rolling skeletons and the like.

Perhaps the Dungeon Master is monitoring this trend. You're just refraining from wasting your time, and you're probably acting to hit your next hand.

"If it were to come out -"

"Other than undead"

If I put it in my mouth, Mr. Bell answered.

"It must be a demon or a modified organism. Speaking of which, would an example Necromancer be an undead? Or a modified organism?

The Black Knight asks the Doc Necromancer.

"Well, I wonder which one. If you're undead, you can rule by putting it in my 'place of curse'. If you can't..."

"You mean modified organisms."

Confirmation is important. I have trouble getting people to think of it as an easy win or something, just because there are a lot of undead on my side around.

Shit, Mr. Bell pounded his tongue.

"There's a beast coming out of the palace. … multiple, seven, eight."

Palace with a glimpse forward. Around that gate, I do see something like a four-legged warcraft, about the size of a small grain. The whole body is black, looks like a wolf...? No, is it bigger for a wolf? Or I think I saw it somewhere.

"Ugh..."

I answered my voice unexpectedly. They were terrible.

"What's up, Jin?

"It's the beast that showed up in the village of Ducis."

Fast warcraft looking like a wolf the size of a tiger. Too fast to fight the first encounter in a decent way.... I mean, why are you here?

Mr. Bell roared.

"You burned your hands, you fucking fast guy"

"What kind of guy is that, huh?

Reele has turned her thin green eyes.

I briefly described this fast-paced warcraft that once struck a small village called Ducis. How quickly, where even magical signs are perceived and avoided, etc.

"Hmmm...... So I was wondering if we could figure it out."

The woman warrior with the eyelids said thoughtfully.

"It must be very fast, but in the end, it's a beast, isn't it? Then we'll have to do it, won't we?