Section 17: Digging Up Corpses at Midnight

In the dark, decrepit dock, moonlight seeped through the cracks.

The gaunt old scholar before them now showed eyes cold as frost, as the souls of the two thieves continuously begged for mercy before him.

Bai Ya, now unshackled, regained his freedom. He fell to the ground, feeling an unforgettable sensation from just a moment ago.

The souls of the thieves flew past his ear, brushing against much of his body, bringing with them a chilling coldness.

"Please, spare us!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I have money, I'll give you all my savings."

The souls writhed and wailed continuously.

The scene suddenly shifted.

Undead Mage!

The rot of darkness, the mystery of death, chilling and brutal, toying with the dead, manipulating souls...

Undead Mages had always been shunned by the orthodox, universally hunted. Within the Holy Bright Empire, the efforts to kill Undead Mages were even more severe. Discovery led to vigorous warrants for their murder, without ever showing leniency.