Chapter 719: Underworld
I can finally focus on growing stronger again, he thought, his gaze settling on a wobbling baby skeleton.
"Tsk. Most of them will die fighting the High Palace and be reborn again," he muttered, watching it fall face-first into the dirt. He had witnessed countless undead suffer through hundreds of deaths, some disappearing completely.
"This world truly is strange," he sighed. "If Lord Ledger hadn't helped me, I'd be no different."
He genuinely owed his life to Rhea's ancestor.
But I've already lost so much. I can't feel touch, pain, or even taste anything anymore. It was the price of eternal life in this realm.
Still, Titus knew better.
The longer a soul remains in the Underworld, the more it loses memories, emotions, and everything. Only high-ranking undead can retain their sanity for long. Had he not advanced in power, even he might've faded into a hollow shell.