RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse-Novel

After playing with her cat girl toy for a while, she took the cat girl into her private bath to get washed up. The cat girl was still naked even after drying off while Grace put her clothes back on. She looked at her toy and frowned for a second before deciding on something.  "I will have a tailor come up tomorrow to make you a few sets of clothes. From this moment on, you will serve me day and night. I will also bestow upon you a name, Tobi."

Tobi's eyes widened as she smiled brightly. Although she still did not dare speak. She was just grateful her master was so kind to her. When she was being sold, she saw many of her kind being beaten. So she was truly lucky to have such a master.

Grace looked at Tobi and saw her smile and felt it was not bad having a cute toy that she could do as she pleased with. If she got tired of it, she could toss it away and get a new one, but she could tell she would use this one for quite a while.

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"This rain just won't stop," Erica said as she looked out over the city wall.

The entire area was being drenched in green rain. The clouds even spread out over a few miles and were moving at a slow pace. The more it rained, the more worried Lillia and Blake became. "If this keeps up, we will truly be in a whole new kind of apocalypse situation."

Blake scratched his head. He did not think such a situation would come about. It never happened in his past life, but then again, he didn't really remember when he died anymore.  By now, humans should have already been moving and trying to take things back, but he seemed to have caused some kind of butterfly effect, and things are now changed big time.

But if this really does end up turning into a new kind of apocalypse, things would not turn out too well. They would need to be more careful with any movements. While he was not afraid of anyone really dying at this time, he was worried about the whole what if factor of things. "Lillia, by chance, do these undead evolve as well?"

"They can. It really depends. And if they are able to evolve, they do evolve quite quickly. And they can get very hard to kill. They become resistant to magic. Even a bullet won't kill them easily, either. You would need to cut the head off for them to truly die. Because only when the head is cut off can you finally burn their bodies to ashes." Lillia explained. This was the main reason why she was worried. The undead were not an easy race to deal with it.

"Do they just attack anyone?" Blake asked. He did not know the full details of the undead, so he was trying to get as much information about them as possible.

"They attack anything with warmth. The undead have no way of keeping their bodies warm. Normally undead will not show up in huge groups because you can easily keep them under control by burning the dead, which is what we have been doing thus far, which is also why I am so worried. This kind of rain can easily create billions of undead if the conditions are right, and well… the areas this rain is hitting are filled with the dead of the apocalypse. The dragonic really did not think too things through when they went around killing humans. They seemed to have forgotten that the undead are more trouble than the living.

"Not to mention all the graves and maybe even dead who are still buried deep underground and long forgotten about." Lillia sighed as she hugged Blake and pushed her face into his back. "We need to really prepare. If we have many undead running this way, we hopefully can burn them to ashes before things get too bad."

"Hmmm… maybe we can put out a small team and have them run around killing zombies. But Lillia, with your current powers, can't you easily kill the ones even resistant to magic?" Blake asked curiously.

"I…. Can not…" Lillia squeezed Blake. "Once they are resistant to magic, no matter how powerful that magic is, it can never do anything to them unless I cut their heads off. However….There is one kind of magic that can make this situation even worse, and that is necromancy. Necromancy is the only kind of magic that is able to affect the undead, and if a single necromancer is able to control an army of undead, we would have a huge force that no one would ever be able to defeat. But necromancers should be all dead."

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"Hehehe…. Hahahaha! Who would have thought my powers could be used in such a way!" A half human, half monster looking man looked at the skeletons and zombies in front of him and laughed out maniacally. "This world is mine! I will make that bastard who took the fox from me and made me this way suffer first before dominating all of this planet with these little pets of mine."

The half human half monster, who was none other than Fredrick Haralson, grinned evilly as his gaze fell on the group of girls who were currently chained together by metal collars with fear in their eyes. "And you girls will help start my royal family. Hehehehe…. Now come, we have more dead to make rise!"

The girls trembled as she walked forward, following after Fredrick with fear in their eyes. They had been captured by this man early in the day and had seen him suddenly raise the dead from the graves. They dared not resist, or they were afraid they might end up just like the dead who were now following behind them. Such a thing had already made them feel dread. They would rather just do as they are told and hopefully live to see another day and not turn into mindless zombies after they die.

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