Under the invitation of the Undead Netherworld Witch, one by one, the Undead Lords arrived.
There was the Turtle with a Giant Tombstone on its back, the Bone Shattering Saber-Toothed Tiger radiating Death Aura, and also a dozen meters tall, entirely in ghost form, the One-eyed Night Demon Spirit...
The power of these Undead Lords ranged from Monarch Peak to Seventh-stage Dominator.
After all, the threshold to become a Lord is a Monarch-level Peak.
"Witch, what is this? It smells so good!"
"Click..." (Smells good... Tastes good...)
"Is this the food you invited us to eat? Don't mind if I do!"
...
The Undead Lords who entered all smelled the aroma from the Undead Bread as soon as they arrived.
"Yes, this is a food I accidentally found in a secret realm. I will share it with you all once everyone is here."
The Undead Netherworld Witch said with a smile.
"Ssss—" (Witch, why are you suddenly so generous this time? You're not up to something, are you?)
