What the fuck!
How can such a beautiful woman be surrounded by so many disgusting creatures?
But there's no helping it.
Because of the passive ability of the Death Scroll, it constantly emits an appeal to the dead.
Dealing with these nauseating, horrific creatures is something every Undead Dominator must do daily.
They will always be with you.
Of course.
At the same time, they are also the most powerful weapon in the hands of the death god, capable of easily killing opponents.
However...
Even so.
She still didn't feel the slightest fear from this young man.
Even the four seemingly harmless young dragons were stretching their necks, spreading their little wings, rubbing against their own thighs as if they were trying to act cute to their master.
"This..."
Osilia's face turned dark in an instant.
Though he didn't provoke her with any inflammatory words, she could clearly feel that he didn't care about her!
