[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world":3,"chapter-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-692":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},41786,69,"Chapter 692 you","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-692",692,"\u003Cp>\"How dare you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several voices rang out at once as a group of men in black burst out from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite their restrained presence, each one radiated the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>unmistakable intensity of a Rank 2 creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the shadow guards of the royal family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden appearance of the men in black sent another ripple of tension through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew who they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow Guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to rumours, they were children taken young and trained in isolation, raised without a family name, without affection, without identity beyond service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies were tempered through brutal methods, their emotions were carved away and their loyalty was shaped into something absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not naturally strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their strength came from forbidden methods that forcibly boosted their power at the cost of their lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kingdom called it a noble sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow Guards called it their purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every royal member received a number of them of varying strength based on status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King held the strongest group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Princess held a unit second only to his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crown Prince had a single squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The various princes held smaller numbers depending on rank and favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Seventh and Ninth Princes had their personal guards hidden in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight, all of them seemed to respond at once to Michael's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dozen men in black stood between him and the platform in a protective, predatory formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their hands rested lightly on their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their aura flared just enough to show intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arianne's face went pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seria's legs trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of nobles looked away, afraid to meet anyone's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's eyes swept over the Shadow Guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nearest guard stepped forward, voice cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare insult the royal bloodline in the presence of Their Highnesses. Stand down and await judgment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's brows lowered a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hall full of nobles and princes staring at him like he was an animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prince demanding the name of a father he never knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had really reached the limit of what he could tolerate from this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Priscilla raised her hand slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadows froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Princess did not raise her voice, but her authority pressed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>over the hall like a steady tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her gaze toward Michael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Mic,\" she said, \"I asked you to wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flicked to the Shadow Guards, then back to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will not be harmed tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael held her gaze for a few seconds before speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I appreciate your concern, Your Highness,\" he said, voice calm and steady. \"But honestly, there is no one here who could hurt me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall froze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a breath moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, even the Second Prince's expression shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His usually gentle gaze cooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside he began to feel cold toward Michael at the sheer audacity of those words spoken in front of nearly the entire royal bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few nobles nearly choked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some stared in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unrealistically arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it were true, one did not say such things in the royal palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beneath it all, a quieter thought echoed through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even said it after the Great Princess personally intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he not consider her face at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow Guards heard the words as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage flickered across several of their gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their masks hid their expressions, but their killing intent rose like a\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blade being unsheathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One guard shifted his leg forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another tightened his grip on his weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third lowered his center of gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them moved at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, they tried to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them managed to take even a single step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A suffocating pressure pressed down on their limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their muscles locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their feet refused to lift from the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if invisible chains bound them in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few nobles gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most did not even understand what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the princes did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Prince's eyes widened a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh and Ninth Princes lost their earlier amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tenth Prince's pupils tightened like a beast scenting danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Michael simply looked at the frozen Shadow Guards with a mild expression, as if wondering why they had even tried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Michael was the reason the Shadow Guards could not take\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a step. While he had spent the last months searching for the perfect law to cultivate, he had not neglected the rest of his growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had trained his magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Studied spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Practiced forms. Improved his knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, most importantly, he had harvested skills from his undead\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whenever something caught his interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of those skills came from Lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucky's thin but undeniable dragon bloodline carried a primal\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>instinctive skill, a form of intimidation that dragons used against lesser creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael had copied it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the Shadow Guards felt was not killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not mana pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a command buried deep inside their survival instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A command their bodies obeyed before their minds could resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Princess Priscilla's eyes sharpened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The royal hall remained frozen, every noble trapped between fear and\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princes were no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ninth Prince, who had been the loudest only moments ago, now\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>looked as if his throat had turned dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Prince's amusement disappeared completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tenth Prince's beast-like pupils narrowed to thin slits, all\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carelessness gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Second Prince stared at Michael in quiet shock. Michael stood there casually, almost bored, while a dozen Grand\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stage Shadow Guards were reduced to motionless statues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Princess Priscilla kept her composure, although even she now\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>watched Michael with a new, calculating light. Michael turned again and began walking toward the doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow Guards remained frozen behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else stared, too shocked to breathe, when the Great\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess's voice echoed once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Mic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was composed but sharper than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can understand your frustration, but it is not untrue that you\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>insulted the royal family tonight. It was unprovoked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few nobles nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others wondered if she was simply trying to save face for her\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nephews.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not keep walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he turned fully toward her, no longer hiding the cold edge in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unprovoked?\" he asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Priscilla met his gaze without flinching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. You spoke too sharply. Even if you felt wronged, your words\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does that mean you agree with everything he said?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not wait for her to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not bother saying \"the Tenth Prince.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply raised his hand and pointed at the man in question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the prince who started the insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the beast-eyed royal who had prodded him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the man who believed Michael's worth could be measured by the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>father he never knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you agree with everything he said?\" Michael asked. His voice was\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>calm, clear and mercilessly direct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall trembled. Nobles inhaled sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several nearly fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tenth Prince's expression darkened, something feral flashing in\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Second Prince frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Priscilla did not answer right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked once toward the Tenth Prince, then back to Michael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" she said at last. \"I do not agree with everything he said. His\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>words could have been chosen better.\" The Tenth Prince's jaw tightened. Several nobles lowered their heads, afraid to be caught watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coldness in Michael's eyes faded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released a quiet breath and gave a small shake of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That answer told him enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princess did not share the Tenth Prince's view, but she also did\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not see this matter the same way Michael did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, it was a problem of etiquette, of how things should be said in\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>public.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, it was far more than that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not blame her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Background shaped people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been born at the peak of the kingdom, raised above the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>clouds of ordinary life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she was better than most, even if she saw further than her\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nephews, she still stood on a different ground than the people below. One could not expect someone raised at the top to think the same way as those raised at the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael did not consider himself a saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had made judgments of his own in the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had looked down on people at times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had drawn lines in his mind more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep inside, he still saw himself as a basic human above anything\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe that was why this bothered him more than it should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe it was because the one insulted was not him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Uga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy who had stood before him with nothing but raw strength and\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>honest will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's gaze softened slightly from her earlier answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was done with this hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back toward the doors and began walking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Mic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Priscilla's voice sounded once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, a faint frown shaped her tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you intend to walk out on me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stopped, but he did not fully turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" he said quietly. \"I just do not feel great right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he continued walking. The Second Prince's brows creased further. The Seventh Prince's lips curved in cold amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tenth Prince's eyes glowed with molten anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Ninth Prince's face twisted in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Priscilla moved. One moment she stood on the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next, she appeared beside Michael in a smooth blur of motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few nobles gasped softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached toward him, perhaps to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she did not touch him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because at that moment, mid-air, her hand was already being caught\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by an unfamiliar figure.\u003C\u002Fp>",1634,"2026-05-28T17:47:54.083Z","2026-06-01T04:28:28.562Z",1,"novelbin.me","ed7523f2ac447b401b1f310d2e5b46401054fb166b13924bd96d56a4f80c2998","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-693","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-691",970,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-cover.jpg"]