Chapter 217
Moments ago, within the swirling chaos of his Magus Dominion, Viktor stood locked in a brutal contest of endurance and power against Jack, the deranged necromancer.
The battlefield trembled under the weight of their magic, and Jack, with his usual manic grin, unleashed yet another barrage of explosive zombies.
"Let's play a game, shall we?" Jack's voice echoed like a taunt through the distorted domain.
"Will my necrotic kingdom collapse first and get crushed under your magic? Or will you run out of steam and lose concentration, forcing your precious dominion to disappear?"
As he spoke, ten grotesque zombies clawed their way up from the ground, flanked by three skeletal soldiers wielding jagged bone swords.
"Let the games begin!" Jack cackled, eyes glinting with madness.
The undead charged in unison, their snarls ripping through the thick air. The skeletal soldiers came first, blades gleaming with necrotic energy as they swung at Viktor.