Explosions thundered like an unending symphony. In re monts, the 20 warships fell, and the Dragonkind forces aboard them were wiped out.
The Dragon King roared in fury, lunging forward to kill Lin Moyu.
But Bai Yiyuan stood in his way.
For the first ti in a millennium, a human God-level powerhouse clashed with a Dragon King.
With a single glance, Lin Moyu saw the outco—Bai Yiyuan held the advantage.
Their battle was cataclysmic.
The battlefield shifted relentlessly—ground to sky, sky to ground.
The earth crumbled as if struck by divine wrath.
God-level energy raged, a chaotic storm that made it impossible for Lin Moyu to approach.
The heavens themselves changed—lightning flashed, thunder roared, winds howled, clouds churned.
Lin Moyu’s gaze swept the battlefield until he spotted Shi Xing’an.
His pupils shrank. Rage ignited in his eyes.
"Teacher, I'm going to save them!"
With a furious cry, his undead army surged forward like a frenzied tide.
The Skeletal Berserk Warriors stord ahead, gripping corpses like trophies, carrying Lin Moyu’s wrath.
The land echoed with the clatter of bones.
18,750 skeletons charged across the Dinsional Battlefield—unstoppable, relentless.
This ti, Lin Moyu led from the front, his eyes burning with unyielding fury.
In the distance, he saw them—Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue, bound by tal chains, suspended from a towering pillar, swaying in the wind.
Even from afar, he sensed their fragile life force—still breathing, barely holding on.
Holding his eyes open with difficulty, Shi Xing’an turned to Liang Yue beside him, “Yue, I’m sorry.”
Liang Yue replied, “It’s not your fault.”
Her gaze held only tenderness—no bla.
“I just wish I could have seen you beco an Earth Knight.” She smiled bitterly.
Even on the brink of death, she still thought of him.
A man shed no tears unless his heart was truly broken.
Tears slipped silently down Shi Xing’an’s face before falling like fragile raindrops.
He simply looked at Liang Yue—the woman who had stood by him unwaveringly, without regret, even in the face of death.
With a love like this, what more could one ask for?
Suddenly, his gaze froze.
The Dragonkind troops were mobilizing. In the distance, a group of figures was charging toward them.
Liang Yue saw this too.
Shi Xing’an instantly recognized—it was Lin Moyu.
“Why is Brother Lin here? Why is he risking his life for ?” His eyes were filled with sorrow.
Liang Yue comforted him, “You know him. The mont he got the ssage, he was bound to co.”
The Dragonkind had used Shi Xing’an’s communicator to lure Lin Moyu here, intending to kill him.
For this, they had dispatched an army, warships, Dragonkind Battle Generals, and even a Dragon King.
Furthermore, the Dragon King was a being equal to a human God-level powerhouse.
Lin Moyu wasn’t strong enough. He couldn’t possibly win.
Regret flooded Shi Xing’an’s heart.
If he had known this would happen, he would have ended his own life before—to keep Lin Moyu from being dragged into this.
But now, it was too late.
Lin Moyu confronted the advancing Dragonkind army—over 10,000 strong.
12 Dragonkind Battle Generals led the charge.
He didn’t flinch. Instead, a cold smirk played on his lips. The military badge on his shoulder shining.
To him, the Dragonkind army and its Dragonkind Battle Generals were nothing more than military rit.
“I can finally gain a star.”
Since becoming a godly general, Lin Moyu had accumulated 80 million rit. He needed less than 20 million more to be promoted to a one-star godly general.
The Dragonkind Warriors aboard the warships, coupled with the charging Battle Generals and army, it was more than enough.
When they were a thousand ters away, the 12 Battle Generals leaped into the air.
They each wielded a spear. Their weapons erupted with terrifying energy, and biting-cold spear rays slashed toward Lin Moyu from above.
He didn’t dodge. He simply raised a finger.
Skill: Deterioration Curse!
A bang echoed as the curse spread.
The entire Dragonkind army slowed, including the 12 Dragonkind Battle Generals.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals' bloodline power surged, desperately resisting the curse.
And then—corpses ca flying.
Lin Moyu had salvaged over a thousand Dragonkind corpses from the destroyed warships. Now, they were his weapons.
So corpses were torn apart by the Dragonkind Battle Generals' spear rays, but even more made it through.
Lin Moyu detonated them in succession.
Agonized screams echoed as the Dragonkind Battle Generals were sent flying, their eyes filled with fear, recalling Lin Moyu’s devastating AoE offensive skill.
The Dragonkind had analyzed the skill and concluded that its power stemd not from Lin Moyu himself, but from the corpses.
Corpses were his weapons—the stronger the corpse, the greater the skill’s damage.
With a God-level corpse, Lin Moyu could potentially slay a Dragon King in an instant.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals realized their mistake. They had been careless. They hadn’t noticed the skeletons behind Lin Moyu were carrying corpses—Dragonkind corpses.
Lin Moyu was using their fallen comrades against them.
They might not have been nothing special, but still—this wasn’t right.
A chill crawled up the spines of the Dragonkind Battle Generals.
Healing light flickered across their bodies as the army’s Dragonkind Healers cast healing spells.
But then—more corpses ca flying.
“Attack the corpses! Don’t let them get close!”
Panic surged through the Dragonkind Battle Generals as they issued urgent commands.
Their spears lashed out, slicing through the air in a frenzy, shredding the incoming corpses to pieces.
No corpses ant no terrifying explosions.
Lin Moyu muttered coldly, “Do you think my undead army is just for show?”
So what if the corpses were destroyed? He could always make more.
By now, his Skeletal Great Mages and Skeletal Marksn had reached their attack range.
The air trembled as thousands of Elental Explosions erupted across the battlefield, swallowing the Dragonkind army in a storm of devastation.
Arrows pierced through space as the Skeletal Marksn unleashed a relentless barrage.
Screams echoed.
In an instant, many Dragonkind Warriors fell.
“Why are his skeletons so powerful?!”
“This attack power… it’s almost on par with ours!”
The Dragonkind Battle Generals were stunned once again.
Their intelligence had warned that Lin Moyu’s undead army was strong—but not to this extent.
What they were witnessing didn’t match the reports. The skills were completely different
And these Skeletal Marksn? Their information hadn’t ntioned them at all.
In that mont, realization struck—Lin Moyu had grown stronger. Their intelligence was outdated.
Boom!
Explosions rocked the battlefield again.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals' expressions changed drastically.
More corpses had appeared. And with them, the terrifying AoE offensive skill was released once more.
Dragonkind Warriors fell like wheat before a scythe.
Panic spread. This battle was unwinnable.
Forget killing Lin Moyu—there were now thousands of corpses, each one a weapon in his arsenal.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals exchanged looks, then turned and fled.
Lin Moyu didn’t pursue.
His Lightning Wings skill was still on cooldown. The Dragonkind Battle Generals' flight speed was too fast—he wouldn’t be able to catch them.
But just as they ascended into the sky—they stopped. Their eyes darkened with resolve.
“Even if we retreat… we should at least kill them first!”
Suddenly, the Dragonkind Battle Generals shifted direction and shot toward Shi Xing'an and Liang Yue, their eyes burning with killing intent.
If they couldn’t kill Lin Moyu, they would kill his friends instead.
“You’re courting death!” Lin Moyu’s voice bood.
A dazzling light erupted from the back of his hand—Enhance Troops activated.
At the sa ti, flas surged from his palm.
A Dragonkind Battle General let out a miserable scream and plumted from the sky.
Lin Moyu cast Soul Blaze continuously.
At the sa ti, a dark aura churned around him. The crushing murderous aura swept outward and enveloped the Dragonkind Battle Generals.
“Such intense murderous aura!”
“How many has he slaughtered to amass such murderous aura?!”
The Dragonkind Battle Generals shuddered, a chill running down their spines.
Under Enhance Troops, Lin Moyu’s Skeletal Great Mages and Skeletal Marksn charged forward at accelerated speed, launching a barrage of attacks at the Dragonkind Battle Generals.
At the sa ti, Lin Moyu's Soul Blaze locked onto the fleeing enemies.
As long as they were within his attack range, Lin Moyu had no intention of letting them escape.
“Since you refuse to leave, then stay forever.” Lin Moyu muttered.
Enhance Troops was Lin Moyu’s strongest skill. Under the effect of the skill, his skeleton’s attack power skyrocketed—more than tenfold.
The attacks instantly crushed the Dragonkind Battle Generals' defenses.
Elental Explosions erupted relentlessly, while arrows pierced flesh.
Their wings were torn obliterated, and their bodies were riddled with holes.
One after another, the Dragonkind Battle Generals plumted to the ground, grievously wounded.
The remaining few, gripped by terror, dared not linger and turned to flee.
But then, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors rushed forward, grabbing Skeletal Great Mages and Skeletal Marksn—and hurling them like weapons at the fleeing enemies.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals were fast, but the airborne skeletons were faster.
Another round of attacks struck.
Screams tore through the battlefield once more.
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