The Line That Must Not Be Crossed (3)

Haines's eyes gleamed fiercely as he stared at the place where the dark clouds were gathering.

Since a lich was the most dangerous of all undead, he could not help tensing up.

Moreover, this was the battlefield where the continental war had broken out.

Even though it was still broad daylight, the countless corpses made it the perfect environment for a lich to run rampant.

‘They say day and night make little difference to a high-ranking lich, don't they?’

This was not an ordinary lich, but the high-ranking lich that had laid waste to the Elven Forest.

Haines was worried because he had heard that it had inflicted enormous damage despite not being its true body.

The distance was considerable, but he still felt tense.

‘The Hydra alone is beyond anything I can handle.’

The Hydra was such a powerful monster that even the Seven Great Knight Orders the Fight Empire boasted could do nothing more than barely hold on...