Chapter 108 : Vorlic, the Undying
He opened the summon's stat window. Sure enough, the title shone with bright light. The creature's aura was no longer just dark and oppressive. It carried a strange, almost divine presence now, as if death itself bowed before it.
"Mythical grade…" Axton whispered in disbelief. Then he grinned again. "I take it back. This summon isn't just good. It's incredible."
He could practically feel the power emanating from it. Every breath of air around the Undead General seemed to vibrate with the tinge of death and magic intertwined.
As Axton relished in his success, the Undead General did something unexpected. Slowly, it lowered itself back onto one knee, bowing deeply once again.
Axton blinked. "What's this about now?"
The creature stayed silent for a few seconds. Long enough for Axton to grow curious. Finally, its deep voice rumbled once more.
"A name, my lord."
Axton's brows furrowed slightly. "A name?"
