Chapter 288

Hugh paled and before he could react, Prince Ludiciel moved first, his fist connecting with Hugh’s jaw in a bone-shattering punch. The force sent him flying across the field like a ragdoll.

But it didn’t stop there. Talon vanished in a flash and reappeared ahead of Hugh’s trajectory, slamming a powerful kick into his ribs midair. The impact hurled Hugh back toward Ludiciel, who with both hands gripping his sword, brought the hilt down, slamming Hugh into the ground with a resounding crash.

Dust and debris erupted around them as Hugh’s body sank into the earth, the necromancer groaning in pain.

He coughed, chanting some ancient words and his body shimmered with a sickly green light before dissolving into the soil like water into sand.

“Stay alert.” Ludiciel warned, his grip on his sword tightening, his sharp eyes scanning the battlefield.

"Ugh, necromancers are fucking disgusting." Talon grimaced, his nose wrinkling in revulsion as the stench of rot