[The kings. You really erased them all? Hahahaha!]

I commented, “This guy’s too punky.”

He had a skeletal body. Was he a lich? The robe he was wearing oozed with a dreary aura, suggesting that it was a peak grade artifact.

I eyed it closely. “That robe must cost a fortune.”

[I really wanted to see you!]

He abandoned the enemies he was fighting just a moment ago and completely turned his attention towards me. Daisy’s and Sumire’s seemingly devastating attacks poured down on him and shaved off his mana, but he was ignoring them completely.

I looked around. I couldn’t see Licorice or Lotte.

“Where’s Licorice?” I asked.

Daisy replied, “Licorice and Lotte, both in Event Dungeon… Looking for his…life vessel.”

A life vessel, I had heard about it before. It was said that a lich stored his life energy in a container, making him immortal unless the container was broken. A lich’s body was real, yet unreal. As long as his life vessel was fine, a lich could always create a body for himself with atmospheric mana.

Daisy must have brought him all the way here...