Dark alchemy warlock

Watching the undead below gradually turn into bones deeply impacted Blonde, making him forget his pain.

Who is she, really?

Alex turned her gaze to the alchemy warlocks. They were humans, likely Blonde's original troops.

"Dark alchemy warlocks?"

Alex suddenly understood why they could create undead. Dark alchemy magic was a branch of undead magic.

Alex herself had mid-level alchemy magic, but it was more for support and features, not combat, so she rarely used it.

Alex walked closer, observing the alchemy warlocks and skeletons up close, noticing the flaws.

"I see. The craftsmanship is so crude, no wonder the undead created are so flawed and weak."

Alex also noticed the hidden formation at the edge of Blonde's castle. She picked up an enchanted stone from the ground. As the dark green light flickered, Alex re-energized the stone and placed it back into the magic circle.