767 Weakened

Shortly after the Undead Pharaoh died, the situation all over the Savanah Region changed drastically.

The Undead forces didn't crumble or turn into dust, but something about them changed. All Undead within the Sacred Desert seemed to slow down. Their smooth movements across the desert sand transformed into sloppy strides. Their powerful attacks were no more. They were replaced by weakened attacks that lacked accuracy.

"The Undead's martial power halved!" Zeke bellowed, his eyes squinting into tiny slits when he felt that the resistance to Eye of Illusion's illusions decreased drastically. He upped his game and expanded the range of his Legacy Arts to control more Giant Ghoul Serpents before doing the same with Puppeteer. At least, he was trying to do the same.