The Giant Bone King slowly opened his mouth and said, "There has been a disturbance in the heart of the plains; soone is invading my territory."
His voice was rough and slow, with a slight pause after each syllable.
At first listen, it seed like two rough bones were grinding against each other.
Upon careful listening, it was entirely different—these were the surrounding bones emitting a clear tremor, with the sound emanating from them to form a harmony.
The subtle reveals the great.
The Giant Bone King’s skill in skeletal manipulation had reached an incredible, masterful level, seamlessly woven into his every action and word.
This was at least half a tier above Gaven’s legendary skeletal manipulation, touching upon the divinity tier.
No wonder the attacker earlier experienced such bizarre circumstances; it was because he launched an attack within the opponent’s long-established domain of divine power.
The attacker, far from alard, was instead filled with a strong battle intent and said, "Which bastard tore up the ceasefire agreent without permission?
Was it that skinny weakling Imran?
He shouldn’t have the guts! His ability is heavily suppressed by our king, and if not for those two bastards causing trouble, he would’ve already beco our king’s mount.
Was it Putana, the super arsonist?
That doesn’t seem right either; our lands don’t directly neighbor hers, and setting aside whether she has the ability to swallow us, even if she could, it would be detrintal to the defense of her own territory.
Besides, when our king summoned back, she was having a great ti at the front lines, assembling a burning ghoul army to counterattack that traitor, Doreisan.
Then it must be Aldridge, that external invader. He has always coveted our king’s throne, wanting to control the entire Plains of Bone through the Ancestral Demon Bone to beco the new King of Skeleton. He must be the one behind this! "
The Giant Bone King had his reasons for indulging this attacker.
At least this clarity of thought and command over the big picture of the Plains of Bone was rare in a land filled with mindless undead.
Before the opponent’s ability grew to a level that could suppress him, the Giant Bone King was unwilling to destroy him.
"No matter who is behind this, whoever dares extend their hand into my territory deserves to die!" The Giant Bone King spoke again slowly, "General Sethstein, your task is not only to fend off the enemy’s assault but also to counterattack, tear a piece off the enemy."
Neither the Giant Bone King nor Sethstein realized that a brand-new enemy was attacking their territory.
Subconsciously they believed it was the betrayal of the other three advanced undead lords, who took advantage of the fact that their main force was being held up by the Ghoul King, Doreisan, and launched a sneak attack from behind, attempting to annex them.
This situation was all too normal.
Although they united against the Ghoul King, Doreisan, frictions among the four advanced undead lords never ceased, always trying to annex each other’s territories to beco the new King of Skeleton.
Every ti they gained an advantage over the Ghoul King, a full-scale civil war among the four advanced undead lords would erupt.
As soon as they depleted each other to a certain extent, they would choose to ceasefire again due to the pressure from the Ghoul King.
Now, when they were once again gaining the upper hand, and at an unprecedented peak, they had devoured nearly one-third of the Ghoul King’s territory.
Because their Undead Monarch Orcus had returned, the power of the undead from the Bottomless Abyss was gathering, and naturally, they too rose with the tide.
On the other hand, the Ghoul King Doreisan, a traitor who had sided with the King of the Jackalweres, was severely suppressed and weakened due to his betrayal.
As one declines, another flourishes.
Even when the power of the Plains of Bone was divided into four, they continued to win victory after victory.
But the more they succeeded, the more cautious they beca of their neighboring allies, with their largest forces not on the front lines but on the territories bordering each other.
"That’s exactly what I intend to do." General Sethstein’s words were laced with intense excitent.
To him, who the enemy was didn’t matter.
What mattered was that there was a war for him to fight.
"You can mobilize all the forces along the way." The Giant Bone King pointed again, and a rib appeared above General Austin’s head out of thin air.
This rib was not only enormous, but also covered in mysterious runes, filled with a powerful strength similar to that of the Giant Bone King.
Presumably, this rib was directly taken from his own body.
The Giant rib, as if with a life of its own, began to twist and transform, then fell onto General Sethstein’s bald gray head, with countless bone spikes erging simultaneously, plunging directly into his head, as if to rge with it.
"Haha..."
General Sethstein let out a maniacal, twisted laugh, as the process was accompanied by the terrifying pain of a soul tearing, which even he, as an undead, couldn’t escape.
But he reveled in and embraced this almost forgotten sensation.
As a large number of bone spikes pierced into General Sethstein’s soul, the Giant rib seed to establish so connection with him.
Not only did his aura rise steadily, but the twisting speed of the giant rib increased, rapidly transforming into a nacing skeleton helt, similar to the Giant Bone King’s by seventy percent.
The biggest difference was that General Sethstein’s eye sockets were hollow, lacking the soul light of the Giant Bone King that was impossible to look at directly.
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