Soon, the captured undead was brought before Lear.
The figure was wrapped in layers of tattered black cloth, with chilling white bones protruding.
Its hollow eyes revealed a faint ghostly blue flame burning within.
It exuded an aura of sinister darkness.
One felt a chill and discomfort, as if entering a grave.
Undead Spy, Level 7, Traits: Can speak with the deceased to gather desired information...
Make the dead speak?
This attribute is domineering.
It's practically a divine skill for intelligence gathering.
Before Lear could speak, the undead spy seemed to sense something, lifted its head, and its bony mouth opened and closed, a voice emerging from its hollow throat.
"Honorable Human Lord, greetings to you. I am the servant of His Majesty Koles, the Dragon Lich of Black Death City..."
Lear raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Black Death City... Koles?"
"Undead, what is your purpose here?"
