All this while, necromancy had been suppressed by the Holy Court, making it difficult to develop. It was hard to find a book on the study of necromancy.
Dunant had thought of giving up on necromancy several times. He felt that his future was bleak, but he did not expect that one day, Fang Heng would come, and he even built the ghost tower!
In just a few days, necromancy had become a trend!
Dunant felt like he was dreaming these past few days.
He felt like he was being embraced by death again, and he felt like he was about to turn over a new leaf.
But now, the people from the Holy Court were here again! The Holy Court had destroyed the holy land of necromancy that they had built with great difficulty!
Dunant glared at Karkkila fiercely, wanting to fight him to the death.
Karkkila's expression was solemn, and his heart was a little chaotic. He did not know what was going on.