Chapter 335: Subduing the Lich

The lich knelt on the ground, ghostly flames flickering in its eye sockets. That emaciated body covered in a decayed robe trembled violently.

"Your Majesty, but I..."

"No buts."

Cassius interrupted him again, applying slight pressure with his claw.

The wooden box began to deform slightly, making a "creak" sound that sent a shiver through the lich's mind and caused its body to tremble even more.

"Submit, or die. You have no other choice."

"To be honest, I would be glad to kill you."

Cassius's indifferent voice echoed in the devastated hall, and with each word, the atmosphere grew heavier.

"Think about it. Your decayed soul, sustained for centuries by necromantic sorcery—imagine the emotions in that instant as I destroy it. What a hideous sight it would be."

The red dragon suddenly tightened his unoccupied left claw.

"Crash!"

With a crisp sound, one crystal lamp after another shattered in Soulcry Castle. The imprisoned wraiths within cried as they fled.

"No!"