"You don't need to know anymore."
As the thought crossed Ethan's mind, the power of the Domain of the Dead surged outward. The howling blizzard froze in place—literally. It was like time itself had slammed on the brakes.
A crushing pressure blanketed the battlefield in an instant.
The Wormrot Zombie King was paralyzed with fear, his very soul trembling.
In the next heartbeat, Ethan pulled out the Star Map tablet. His figure flickered forward, and with a burst of radiant light, he brought it crashing down like a falling star.
CRACK!
Before the Wormrot Zombie King could even react, his skull shattered under the blow. A crystal core shot out from the wreckage as his body collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.
Blood gushed from the stump of his neck, soaking into the pristine snow, staining it with a sickly, dark smear.
"Filthy thing…"
Ethan muttered under his breath, eyes lowered.
