Moreover, this ti, not only the Dark Night Elves appeared, but also a large number of dark-skinned Zor Elves, along with ferocious and terrifying giant spiders.
After stepping onto the Earth’s surface, they imdiately began constructing defense fortifications.
Among them, High Tier heroes above Level 16 showed up...
Additionally, the Kelder Ratn also started to appear densely in the swamp...← The fortress city in the west was attacked by thousands of ratn in the dead of night.
The situation suddenly changed, and an aura of unrest began to perate.
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In the wilderness hundreds of kiloters from Weilu City, there was a towering and dense forest.
The air was filled with a dead silence, as if the chirping of insects and birds did not exist in this world.
Stepping inside, the sound of leaves crunching underfoot and the rustling of the breeze were all that belonged to this world.
Crossing long paths and passing through forests tinged with black and gray, reaching deep within the forest, one could see a tall fortress made of bones, silently towering.
The outer walls were over 50 ters high, filled with a quiet undead army stationed.
Siege machinery made of bones and corpses appeared sinister and frightening.
Looking around, it seed like a war fortress built on the border line.
Ah ah ah~
Flutter flutter~
The sound of wings flapping arose, and a flock of skeletal crows flew across the sky, their mournful cries making the forest even more terrifying.
At the center of this Bone Fortress, a hundred-ter-high magic tower stood like a mountain.
At the top was a platform that overlooked the whole city.
A mysterious figure in a black robe stood with one hand on the railing, gazing into the forest.
Beneath the black robe were vacant eyes with ghostly blue flas flickering within.
An aura of death that warned the living not to approach emanated from him, chilling and intimidating even from a great distance.
"Master... The chest has been placed on the altar."
The black-robed undead slowly turned upon hearing the voice from behind.
Behind him stood an Undead Warrior clad in full black armor, holding a massive black longsword.
The aura emanating from him was as fierce and violent as a Giant Dragon.
His entire body was covered in armor, revealing no exposed bones.
A raspy voice slowly erged.
"How many more souls are needed to open the chest?"
"At least... a million."
"A million... We have already blood sacrificed twenty planes... yet it’s still not enough. What exactly is hidden in this Abyss Duke’s chest?"
"Master, that Ancient Ruin is so old it’s impossible to trace... Perhaps it’s a relic from one of the Gods’ wars, only by opening it will we know."
The black-robed undead stayed silent for a mont, then slowly waved his hand.
"Go, find more souls and blood."
"We can’t stay in the main plane for long... If we encounter an existence above the Extraordinary, with my current power, I cannot handle it."
He sighed as he spoke.
"Were it not for the small planes having too few people, we wouldn’t need to take this risk."
"Just wait, once I open the chest and regain power... I will imprison that damned Skull Lord in the Land of Light for a million years!!"
"Master, no one can stop your advance!"
"Hmph! Has the Undead Spy sent any news?"
"300 kiloters to the south, an Undead Spy’s soul was dispelled... our Resurrection Spell also couldn’t work."
"300 kiloters to the south? What’s there?"
"A swamp, there should be a formidable force, otherwise, it couldn’t have destroyed the Undead Spy’s soul."
"Take people to investigate, quickly gather the souls needed to open the chest... I must regain power within six months, or the Skull Lord will completely devour our territory!"
"As you wish!"
At the sa ti, Lear received intel from the Crimson Queen Bee... 300 kiloters to the north in a dense forest.
Found the Black Death City of the Dragon Lich.
Lear’s gaze t the black-robed undead’s, both looking at each other.
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