Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 821 - 411: Selected

Chapter 821: Chapter 411: Selected

The efficiency of this selection process was truly high, resembling a sieve that rapidly filtered through prospects, Much to Long Dangdang’s regret, he indeed met all the earlier conditions, which left him somewhat helpless. His currently revealed strength was about at the 6th Rank, not reaching the level of 7th Rank because reaching the 7th Rank marked a watershed, making one more likely to attract attention.

Now, only a little over a thousand undead remained. What kind of selection would follow?

Just as Long Dangdang was getting curious and feeling increasingly tense, another undead stepped forward on the stage. Considering the previous wraith mage and cruciform sword wraith warrior were both 9th Rank powerful experts, and not just ordinary ones at that, the newly emerged one was likely not weak either.

This was a female undead, tall and slender, and surprisingly beautiful with a complexion so pale it was almost white; otherwise, she looked not much different from a human.

Her eyes emitted a faint purple halo, and an ethereal voice echoed in the minds of all the candidates, "Line up in a single row."

The undead then began to move, shifting from their previous stacked positions to line up horizontally.

More than a thousand people lined up in a single row, stretching over 500 meters long, looking very neat. However, the guards did not move as they were clearly not included in this group.

Unlike the previous two powerful wraiths who had made selections directly on the stage, this female undead’s figure flashed, and she leapt down from the stage, landing lightly on the ground. Seemingly just taking a few casual steps, she had already reached the far left of the candidates, her eyes flickering with a light purple glow as she scanned across the faces of the candidates.

Long Dangdang’s heart throbbed. Close-up observation? Could he be exposed? But at this point, he dared not make any rash moves. Fleeing directly would instantly reveal him, and facing so many powerful wraiths, he wasn’t completely sure he could escape.

The female undead walked slowly from left to right, her pace neither fast nor slow, remaining consistent. Only after passing a dozen candidates did she slightly pause her steps, pointed at an undead in front of her, and said, "Those I point to, step forward."

The pointed-at undead quickly stepped forward.

The subsequent selections were similar, with the frequency of selection being quite unstable. Sometimes she chose two in a row, other times dozens went unchosen.

Long Dangdang was positioned relatively in the middle of the line, deliberately so, to give himself some time to react regardless of which direction she chose from.

"What is she selecting for? What are the criteria?" Long Dangdang speculated secretly in his mind.

Soon, he formed a judgment, and his gaze turned somewhat peculiar.

Because he was paying special attention, Long Dangdang noticed that this female undead did not use spiritual power or wraith energy to assess the candidates, but simply let her gaze sweep over their faces and figures. Those she selected were generally tall and had decent features. Especially noticeable was that the undead chosen by her had relatively lighter shades of bluish-gray on their faces, making them look more akin to humans.

Thus, Long Dangdang boldly concluded that this female undead was selecting based on appearance. Indeed, not strength or anything else, but the structure and looks.

The situation felt quite odd, but thinking that this was a selection for the Wraith Princess’s consort, it seemed reasonable. In choosing a Prince Consort, appearance certainly couldn’t be poor!

As Long Dangdang had predicted, the female undead soon reached him. When she passed by, her steps clearly paused.

At this point, Long Dangdang was around 1.9 meters tall, well-proportioned, with a broad chest and narrow waist, and his features were even less in need of mentioning; within the human world, he was a one-in-ten-thousand presence. Under the influence of the Deception Fruit, he emitted an undead aura, but his other appearances were indeed far superior compared to the other undead around him.

"You!" the female undead said, pointing at Long Dangdang even giving him a nod.

Long Dangdang stepped forward. This brought him even closer to the female undead, and to his surprise, she even carried a hint of a fresh scent, which was quite peculiar. Moreover, up close, it was evident that this female undead was extremely beautiful, possessing a refined beauty that would not be inferior to someone like Zisang Liuying even in the human world.

Perhaps because she had chosen someone with such an outstanding appearance as Long Dangdang, the female undead became more selective in her subsequent choices, and the number of undead she picked grew fewer and fewer.

by the time she had walked down the entire formation, only a little over a hundred undead had been chosen. Indeed, over eighty percent had been directly eliminated, including several from the 7th and 8th Ranks.

The female undead leapt back onto the stage and said something to the wraith mage, who seemed to shake his head, somewhat dissatisfied. However, the female undead appeared fearless and seemed very firm in her selections.

After a moment, the wraith mage, appearing somewhat helpless, nodded as if compromising.

"Apart from those who stepped forward, the rest may leave," the wraith mage announced.