After making his decision, Lu Ran prepared himself. He was determined to attack at his best as a sign of respect for his enemies. Once well-rested, Lu Ran, dressed in a black robe that made him look far from friendly, mounted the massive Captain Doofus, ready for takeoff.0

With his current identity as a member of the Cult of Death, and Captain Doofus as his steed, Lu Ran couldn’t help but think of a certain Japanese animated movie about a “princess.”2

Obviously, he wasn’t the princess, but with his dashing good looks, he hoped the opposing faction wouldn’t mistake him for the Prince of the Undead.0

“Let’s go, Captain Doofus!” Lu Ran patted Captain Doofus.0

After a week of boredom, Captain Doofus was excited for some action. It didn’t even mind being used as a steed this time. Its eyes darted up, down, left, and right as if preparing for a grand move.0

“Awooo~!” 0

Captain Doofus howled as it stepped into the air and ascended rapidly. It was riding the wind!0

After a few moments, Lu Ran instructed Captain Doofus to ascend even higher. They had to proceed cautiously and search slowly, as they did not know the enemy’s exact location.0

However, before they could get far from the City Lord’s Mansion, a necromancer shrouded in gray mist, wearing a black robe and surrounded by the shadow of a vulture, appeared midair to block their path.0

“Hmm?” Lu Ran frowned.0

“I am Master Gao Li’s deputy, Huo Di. I am tasked with protecting...0