The unprecedented Mourning Undead Soul—although uncertain if he had seen it correctly—its power was unmistakeable.
Anthony's summoned Undead were all conjured; as a Necromancer, this sort of magic was not beyond him, but the numbers were a tad overwhelming.
Summoned Undead naturally don't have a Soul Network, nor are they bound by a compulsory Soul Brand, hence they could be snatched away by others.
But to stealthily take control of so many Undead like this, the group of violet smoke was definitely no simple matter.
While Anthony was shouting for help, Holy Light exploded from his body; he pulled with both hands, and the Holy Light Staff materialized, swinging forward.
Had the Mourning Undead Soul not shouted 'all are Undead', the leading Swordsman might not have been so shocked, but now, witnessing Anthony wielding the Holy Light Staff, the astonishment was no less than a nun lifting her skirt to dance provocatively.
