When Magic Bull released the video of the Undead Kingdom dungeon, it didn't attract much attention from the Undead.
Everyone's homes had been stolen, towers dismantled, wives killed, armor kicked to pieces by red name Deities, in such circumstances who would care about a mere dungeon.
Most of the Undead are keen on being mercenaries, helping others deal with different deities.
Killing them was now impossible, deities aren't fools, they'd run if they couldn't win.
Most people could only manage to repel them.
"When will this ever end."
Crouched on the ruins of the city walls at the foot of the cliff, Loves White Silk scratched his head with his Magic Wand, watching the huge figure in front turn crisply to escape after reaching half health, but there was nothing he could do.
Hatred was hard to pull, they run when reaching half health.
Merely a boss doesn't play quick and slow tactics, doesn't read commands, but actually uses military strategy.
