With the command of the Flesh Butcher, the Black Knights on the city wall and the Death Knights behind the wall immediately gathered at the only square inside the city.
Before long, they formed a dense black mass.
Lear saw this and waved his hand to let the Shadow of the Mist cover the City of Death.
The fog enveloped the surroundings to prevent any aura from leaking out.
As the numbers reached a certain scale, one could clearly sense the Power of Death starting to surge all around, even gradually forming an Energy Tide.
It gave Lear quite an eerie feeling.
The Flesh Butcher stood in the central area, the surrounding Power of Death slowly pouring into its body.
This divine creature is the most powerful undead here, naturally enjoying the richest Death Energy.
The Undead Plane has always circulated according to this rule.
Those powerful undead hardly need to do anything; as long as they have enough subordinates, they can continuously grow stronger.
