Because the count's blood slave who had just stood up had broken free of his control.

"What happened...?"

His gaze fell upon the headless count.

A ghostly green flame suddenly climbed up its body, all the way to its head.

The fire of the soul transformed into a head and landed on the count's body.

The flames engulfed his body, the eerie green flames devouring and peeling away his flesh, revealing his stark white bones.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned, including August.

Because the power emanating from it was necromancy, a magic very familiar to the people of the kingdom.

However, the only one capable of using necromancy, Grand Duke Balor, is not here.

Suddenly, a green light flashed before August's eyes, and he turned around sharply.

Aurelion's body was now engulfed in the same eerie green flames.

At this moment, Aurelion's body was also enveloped in a layer of dark flames, and a layer of emerald green light floated on the surface of her entire body.

A ghostly green light shone in her pupils, as if an invisible flame was burning in her eyes.

That pristine white dress was also consumed by the eerie green flames, turning into a jet of black ink.

Above that, a dark green crown appeared, still radiating eerie, blazing green flames.

At that moment, she seemed to transform into a witch.

Its ethereal and profound voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"I hate it when I entrust my fate to someone else."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"