Undead Mage

Slam! Slam! Slam!

The moment he stepped in, countless voices sounded.

Five meters above, dozens of torches burned fiercely.

With the help of the dark green light, Lorne saw the true appearance of the fire sources. They were the heads of ferocious beasts.

At the same time, the flames lit up the entire hall.

There were no other monsters here, only a coffin in the center of the hall. It was suspended in midair by four thick chains. There was a scarlet magic circle under it, and the patterns on it were like blood. At this moment, they were emitting red blood energy that gathered towards the coffin above.

Such a strange scene was obviously not normal.

Lorne moved a little closer, Rimuru beside him, ready to defend him against any potential danger.

Two archers stood on each side, their bows in their hands as they guarded the surroundings.

When everyone was close enough,

suddenly!

"Phew—"