He activated Midas Touch.
Golden light erupted from his body.
In an instant, a massive amount of mana was drained from him—nearly ninety percent, taken all at once. Mike gritted his teeth but held firm as the light surged outward, completely engulfing the Abyssal Shadow Serpent.
The shadows around the undead twisted violently, reacting to the foreign power.
The Lich stiffened.
"Hoh?" it muttered, eyes widening. It could feel it clearly—the undead was changing. Growing stronger.
And more importantly…
Its control was no longer absolute.
The Lich's connection to the serpent weakened further, overridden by something far more dominant.
"…Interesting," the Lich whispered. "Its bond is being overwritten… not by necromancy alone, but by authority."
The golden light slowly faded.
The shadowy mass before Mike began to change.
