"O' sacrilege mortal, die in misery!"
The instant the Undead Lich King's roar shook the heavens, the entire Death Grave-Sealing Dome trembled violently.
The endless tides of death aura beneath him surged upward like black oceans ascending into the sky itself. Countless undead armies below instantly knelt in terror as if their very souls had sensed the fury of their sovereign.
Even Axe Bone Tyrant paused mid-swing, and Corpse Wyvern Lord's cunning gaze stiffened slightly.
Because for the first time since his awakening within the Undead Skyfall Canyons, the Undead Lich King had become genuinely enraged, for Jacob had dared to look down upon him.
After all, for the Undead Lich King, mercy was something he granted, and fear was something others offered, yet this unknown existence had spoken to him as though sparing him was some trivial favor.
