Walking toward the gate, Thoren’s pace neither increased nor decreased. It was casual as if he were merely taking a leisurely stroll.

He could feel every gaze fixed upon his body, each filled with strong predatory intent.

Yet his expression did not change. Nor did his countenance.

When he was less than ten meters from the gate, the Horn Lizard Guards made their move. The massive gates were pushed open.

Five Horn Lizard Soldiers rushed out.

The weakest among them was Level 35 while the strongest was Level 37.

Even though Thoren was all alone, the Horn Lizard Men did not underestimate him. They had already received strict orders from the Horn Lizard King.

Any human appearing near the town must be captured immediately.

Unfortunately, they failed to realize who stood before them.

They thought they had come prepared.

They thought the prey was already in the bag.

There was no way this human was going to escape.

Sneers and predatory smiles spread across their faces.

"Surrender and we won’t make things harder for you." One of the guards spoke with his voice dripping with scorn.

Although he asked Thoren to surrender, the five of them quietly spread out. Flanking him from every direction.

Making sure he had no route of escape.

But to their surprise, Thoren’s steps neither slowed nor stopped. He continued walking toward them with the same calm expression.

The same steady pace.

As though they simply did not exist.

Seeing this, the Horn Lizard Men did not think too much about it. One of them stepped forward ready to capture him.

This was even easier than they had expected.

Or so they thought.

Bang!

"Ahhhh!"

The Horn Lizard Soldier was sent flying by a powerful hammer strike.

His body shot through the air like a broken kite before crashing heavily into the town wall.

Blood splattered across the wall.

As for his head, it had already been smashed into a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

He couldn’t have been any deader.

Hmm?

The four remaining Horn Lizard Soldiers froze where they stood.

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

’What just happened?’

They hadn’t even seen who attacked.

They had only witnessed their companion suddenly disappear before crashing lifelessly against the city wall.

Before they could react, the air around Thoren trembled.

The space surrounding him shimmered like the surface of disturbed water.

Dark ripples spread through the air and a chilling undead aura instantly engulfed the surroundings.

And then, they appeared.

Fifty undead servants.

Their hollow eyes burned with soul fire as they silently filled their position around Thoren.

Leading them were his undead elite vanguard.

"This..."

The four Horn Lizard Soldiers instinctively took several steps backward. Their confident expressions vanished completely.

Cold sweat trickled down their scales.

They had thought he was alone. Now, they knew they were wrong.

Terribly wrong.

Walking beside him was an undead servant holding a staff.

It was the Level 37 Illusionist.

Since Thoren appeared, he had never truly been alone.

But to make the Horn Lizard Soldiers open their gates, he had to trick them into believing he was alone and harmless.

The illusion had hidden the presence of his undead army until the perfect moment.

Without looking at them, he continued moving forward with the same unhurried steps.

As for his undead servants, they pounced on the four remaining Horn Lizard Soldiers.

The undead Royalty Stonewall rushed toward the Level 37 Horn Lizard Soldier and swung its blade.

Swish!

Howl!

The Horn Lizard Soldier roared in rage and swung his scythe, his face twisting with fury. He did not know how this human managed to make many people appear at once.

However, he did not care. He was going to make sure this human paid with his life for daring to kill one of them.

But what happened next changed his understanding of his situation.

Bang!

The scythe was cut cleanly into two.

Without losing even a fraction of its momentum, the blade continued toward the frozen Horn Lizard Soldier.

"Ahhh!"

He was sent flying, with a deep gash appearing from his neck all the way down to his waist.

His chest split open.

All of his internal organs spilled onto the ground.

A single attack.

That was all it took.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

In less than three seconds, all four remaining Horn Lizard Soldiers had been slaughtered while Thoren continued moving forward.

Not once did he stop to watch the battle behind him.

Previously, he had thought he could take the Horn Lizard Clan as allies.

But he had been proven wrong.

The Horn Lizard King had mistaken his goodwill for weakness.

And now, they were going to understand the horror of making an enemy out of the Grim Reaper.

Standing atop the city wall, the Horn Lizard Guards were frozen in shock. For a moment, they couldn’t believe their eyes. Five elite guards had been wiped out almost instantly.

Quickly, one of them recovered and shouted.

"Close the..."

Before he could finish a crimson bolt suddenly appeared above the city wall.

Then it vanished.

Thud!

The Horn Lizard Guard froze for a brief second, then his body pitched forward.

Falling from the city wall.

His corpse struck the ground with a wet, sickening thud while his head had already been cleanly severed from his neck.

Only after his body hit the ground did a thin crimson line slowly appear across the neck of the corpse.

Seeing this, fear and panic instantly gripped every guard standing upon the wall.

They tightened their grips around their weapons.

Their eyes frantically swept across the surroundings, desperately searching for the hidden attacker.

But, they found nothing.

Only the cold night wind drifting across the walls.

The invisible assassin had already disappeared once again.

None of them noticed the undead Sanguine Vulture Spawn silently circling high above the town beneath the darkness of the night.

Their crimson daggers gleamed faintly under the moonlight before disappearing back into the shadows.

Meanwhile, on the ground Thoren and his undead servants calmly stepped through the wide-open gates of Horn Lizard Town.

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[AN: This Chapter is sponsored by: Scott_Berry_3382]