"Can you speak?" Fang Hao asked subconsciously.
The language of the undead was not a sound emitted by the flesh.
Instead, it was akin to a transmission of information, directly to the recipient's brain.
Thus, the soul was a crucial key for the undead to convey information.
"Yes, my lord," the Skeleton Warrior responded respectfully.
"Is it because of this lantern?" Fang Hao lifted the lantern he was holding.
The crimson flame within the lantern was still vigorous.
Aside from the color, it looked no different from a normal flame.
"Yes, my lord," the Skeleton Warrior answered.
It sounded like a repetition of his earlier words.
"Tell me why?" Fang Hao asked in a different manner.
"The Flame of Faith provides us with a basic soul, enabling us to understand your commands," the Skeleton Warrior stood still and answered.
"What use is it? What can you all do?"
