"K-Kharv!" One of the Commanders shouted, his voice filled with shock.
His shout echoed throughout the battlefield.
For a brief moment, both friend and foe instinctively looked in the same direction. Indeed, the newly appeared undead soldier was the Scorpion Battalion Commander.
The talented newly promoted Commander.
The pride of the younger generation.
The rising star of the Scorpion Clan.
Many of the Scorpion Soldiers could not believe their eyes.
"This can't be..."
"He died..."
"No... Commander Kharv..."
Not only them, but the General also wore a grim expression.
"This bastard..." the General cursed, his eyes bloodshot. His grip tightened around his massive saber.
The veins on his muscular arm bulged prominently.
His chest rose and fell heavily.
His killing intent surged like an erupting volcano.
He wished for nothing more than to jump into the battlefield, find the wretched Necromancer, and cut him into pieces.
Not only kill him...
