Chapter 270: What are you?

"Sure…" Dimitris answered indifferently and waved his hands.

The three peak grade silver realm undead nodded in agreement and vanished, soon a massive golden crucifix appeared above them, while a barrier made of wind and lightning surrounded them. The three silver realm undead elite stood in mid-air and watched the war raging on afar. Since Andrew and Philip's life were no longer in danger, the angel of death shot Blake a final glance before it vanished. The young paladin could not see the angel of death but these five could see him clearly, this must be a side effect of always staying around someone who has cultivated the death magic to a profound realm.