Thoren glanced briefly at the creature’s status.
Then he imdiately issued a command.
"Kill it."
He did not waste ti analyzing the monster further.
The undead legion moved instantly.
Three Undead Starved Drakes shot into the sky, their wings slicing through the air.
After a few seconds, they dove downward.
Wing Razor Dive.
The Crawling Horror had just sent its first target flying when it suddenly appeared beside another undead beast.
Its limbs flashed like blades, slicing through the air with terrifying speed.
But before it could strike again, the Undead Storm Tyrant intercepted it. Its hollow deep eyes burn with crazy battling spirit.
Bang!
A devastating punch slamd directly into the grotesque creature.
Shriek!
An eerie scream erupted from the Crawling Horror as its body was hurled backward across the ground.
Its long limbs scraped violently against the stone surface as it struggled to regain balance.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before the creature could react, the three Undead Starved Drakes descended. It was a pincer attack.
Their wings hardened into razor-sharp blades.
They sliced through the Crawling Horror’s body with deadly precision.
Screech!
The monster released one final shriek, struggling for a couple of seconds before its body went limp.
Dead.
Thoren observed the corpse carefully.
Despite the victory, he did not relax.
Sothing about the encounter felt... strange.
The Crawling Horror had not attacked with the aggression typical of territorial beasts.
If anything, it had seed desperate.
Almost as if it had been trying to escape.
But escape from what?
Thoren did not know.
Even though he sensed sothing was wrong, he acted decisively.
He raised his hand.
[Undead Summoning.]
A dark necromantic energy surged beneath the dead Crawling Horror and entered its body.
It twitched continuously.
In less than five seconds, the dead Crawling Horror began to move again.
Its body jerked violently as soul fire ignited within its empty eyes.
The violet glow disappeared, replaced by the cold flas of undeath.
The Crawling Horror slowly rose to its feet.
Now it belonged to him.
But before Thoren could analyze the situation further, a deep terrifying sound echoed from the distance.
It was the heavy sound of footsteps. The atmosphere inside the deep crater changed. It beca heavy and suffocating.
Thud.
Thud.
The ground trembled violently.
A powerful vibration rippled across the entire battlefield.
Thoren lifted his head.
In the distance, a gigantic figure was marching toward him.
Each step shook the ground.
Dust and small stones bounced across the crater floor.
The creature quickly ca into view.
It was a towering titan made entirely of cracked basalt flesh.
Standing more than ten ters tall, the giant radiated overwhelming power.
Its massive arms ended in jagged stone claws capable of tearing through steel.
Dim blue light flowed through its rocky body like glowing veins.
[Rend Colossus]
[Attributes: Strength 70, Constitution 66, Agility 22, Spirit 8, Defense 60]
[Trait (1): Titan Rend – Each swing of its colossal arms increases its power by 20%.]
[Trait (2): Earthbreaker Stomp – Slams the ground, creating a shockwave that knocks enemies off balance.]
[Trait (3): Abyssal Fortitude – Hardens its rock hide temporarily, reducing incoming damage by 30%.]
Thoren stared at the massive creature.
For a brief mont, Thoren could not react. Not that he did not want to act but his body refused to listen to his command.
His thoughts seem to slow down; his brain processes the gigantic creature before him.
His heart pounded heavily against his chest, each beat echoing loudly in his ears. His jaw slowly dropped as he stared at the colossal creature marching toward him.
This was unlike any beast he had ever encountered.
The sheer height of the Rend Colossus alone was enough to intimidate most awakeners.
Its towering body lood over the battlefield like a moving mountain, radiating a terrifying aura of power.
Thoren swallowed slowly.
He was rely a Level 18 necromancer, and his strongest undead servant was only Level 19.
Compared to the monstrous titan before him, the gap in raw power was obvious.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
The heavy footsteps of the Rend Colossus echoed through the crater like the pounding of war drums.
Each step shook the ground.
Thoren inhaled deeply, forcing himself to steady his breathing.
It had not even been thirty minutes since he arrived in the Shatter Sky, yet he had already been confronted by such a terrifying creature.
For a brief mont, his resolve wavered.
But then he turned his gaze toward his undead legion.
The familiar sight of his undead servants standing ready for battle gradually steadied his mind.
A flicker of confidence rose in his heart.
"So what if it’s a titan?" he thought coldly. "As long as blood flows in its veins... it can be killed."
The overwhelming presence of the Rend Colossus had shaken him slightly, but Thoren quickly recovered.
He lifted his head again, and the fear that had briefly appeared in his eyes was replaced by a burning fighting spirit.
"This isn’t the first ti I’ve fought a beast stronger than ," he muttered quietly.
"So why should this be any different?"
A faint grin spread across his face.
There was even a trace of madness within that smile.
This was the Shatter Sky.
Here, there were only two possible outcos.
Either he perished...
Or he would crush every obstacle standing in his way and walk out alive.
And when he had chosen to enter this place, Thoren had never planned to die.
He had once faced ancient gods and survived.
Compared to those beings, what was a re titan?
Before the Rend Colossus could close the remaining distance, Thoren imdiately began reorganizing his undead legion.
The Undead Starved Drakes were placed at the front.
They would serve as the vanguard for the battle.
Their mobility and aerial advantage would allow them to harass the titan and create openings.
Behind them stood the elite undead squad.
The Undead King Kong Ape and the Undead War Tide Lion ford the central assault group, their imnse physical strength perfect for engaging the titan directly.
anwhile, the Undead Storm Tyrant and the Undead Royalty Stonewall were positioned on the right and left flanks.
They would serve as the killing force.
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