As high-level undead, they are naturally endowed with considerable intelligence and exquisite martial skills.
However, at a glance, there are at least hundreds of these powerful undead surrounding the Tower Castle.
Suddenly, a furious and unwilling growl echoed from the originally silent Tower Castle.
Inside the castle, a man of average height, clad in a black robe, with withered, undead-like skin, had features twisted with hatred.
"Black Dragon, you truly deserve to die...."
The painstakingly found suitable vessel was taken by soone else just as the ’fruit’ was about to mature.... How could this not enrage the Necromancer?
After venting his anger, the Necromancer took a deep breath, his eyes cold and calm,
"There’s still a chance... there’s still a chance...."
...
Yalbit Royal City.
After defeating and sending off the giant fishn, the Abyssal Demon Dragon Diyahartu flew out from the Royal Palace and descended upon the Sha Hua Fishman army battling the remnants of the human army who had breached the city walls.
So low-level Sha Hua Fishn, in a blood rage, lost their senses and charged forward without looking at the enemy ahead, waving steel forks.
Diya Harut lowered his head slightly, looking at the blood-maddened Sha Hua Fishn polishing his dragon scales, sighed with pity,
"The weak are just so pathetic."
The enormous dragon body ignited with ghostly black and purple demon flas on the surface, turning into a fire resistance ring, incinerating the Sha Hua Fishn within a few hundred ters into charred and ashen remains, as if rely clearing away pests.
These were not so spell-like abilities, just a simple utilization of abyssal energy.
A group of low-level pests, how could they deserve the use of his talent ability?
After clearing an area, the Abyssal Demon Dragon continued to delve deeper into the territory of the Sha Hua Fishman army.
Along the way, Diya Harut recklessly unleashed abyssal demon flas, slaughtering the Sha Hua Fishn with abandon.
After killing around a hundred to two hundred thousand or so, the Sha Hua Fishn finally snapped out of their mindless blood rage, starting to flee in terror.
"Did I allow you wretched spawn to flee? Kneel before ! Those who disobey will turn to ashes in the agonizing blaze of demon flas!!"
Diya Harut soared into the sky, unleashing the terrifying might of the Demon Dragon, his voice unbearably arrogant.
So fishn were still fleeing, as Diya Harut grinned cruelly from above, molding masses of abyssal energy into spheres and launching them out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a frenzy of bombardnt, the city beca even more ravaged, fishn corpses scattered everywhere, dismbered.
Under Diya Harut’s brutal high-handedness, the remaining Sha Hua Fishn finally ’obediently’ knelt on the ground, awaiting judgnt.
The surviving human army, ordinary citizens, gathered anxiously, swallowing nervously, hiding in terror in the houses, or staring blankly...
But this situation quickly changed.
Groups of Dragon Descendant human warriors and monster warriors appeared in the royal city, the forr arresting the humans and taking them away, the latter herding the fishn together, directing them toward two enormous white light gates appearing at an unknown ti.
Behind one white light gate led to Monster City, where they were received by the Dragon Descendant humans there.
Behind the other white light gate led to the adjoining coastal region of the Dark Forest west, received by Fishman Commander Fitz.
Soon, the vast royal city capable of housing a million people beca a dead city.
Diya Harut looked at the ruins of the royal city, contemplating if this affair was handled sufficiently....
"No, ending the mission like this is too dull," the Abyssal Demon Dragon muttered, feeling restless.
In the seven hundred years, Diya Harut had always remained in the Abyss and now finally had a chance to visit the material plane, naturally feeling restless.
"Anyway, the master hasn’t called back, I might as well go for a stroll...."
With that thought, Diya Harut shrank his dragon body, transforming into a ray of black light disappearing beyond the horizon.
.....
"Commander Shiji, the number of surrendered fishn is about 1.55 million, including more than eight thousand interdiate mutated fishn of various kinds, over six hundred advanced mutated fishn, zero master-level fishn, and more than thirteen hundred fishn tide mages. The above is the Sha Hua Fishn statistical data.
From Yalbit Kingdom’s side, about 780,000 ordinary humans have surrendered, approximately 57,000 army warriors, among them, over three hundred interdiate professionals, more than twenty high-level professionals, and zero master-level professionals. Around three hundred and fifty captured caster professionals, over three hundred and forty of them are low-level mages.....
Regarding treasure, over fifty million gold coins were seized, over a billion silver coins, ten carts of low-level magic cores, half a cart of interdiate magic cores, more than one hundred thousand pieces of complete weaponry and equipnt, ores...."
The Dragon Descendant statistical officer reported the data to a tall Kobold.
The more than three-ter-tall Kobold sat on a large chair in loose clothing, nodding slightly after listening, "Have the Black Castle maids take the gold coins, silver coins, magic cores, and elental crystals to fill the master’s treasury, categorize the rest into various warehouses, and put them in the market as needed."
"Yes," the statistical officer nodded respectfully, then departed.
Standing up from the chair, Shiji ca to the platform, overlooking the majestic Monster City below; he saw the increasingly prosperous city, squeezed out a slight smile, murmuring,
"Who would’ve thought that such a lowly Kobold like could achieve such glory today... overseeing ten million monsters as the Grand Steward, stepping into the strength of a Level 15 powerhouse...."
In his emotion, Shiji recalled the scene twenty-sothing years ago when the Black Dragon took him away from the tribe.
It felt like a long ti, yet also like it was just yesterday.
....
Half a month later, the Banquet cooldown ti ca.
In the Dragon Pool, the massive Black Dragon swallowed the giant fishn whole and then entered a slumber within the Banquet.
Still in that seemingly boundless void-like world.
Udi watched himself growing stronger as if a bystander.
Cells divided more, strengthening in intensity, muscle mass increased, becoming more flexible, life force, magnetic field, soul... all enhancing.
A day later, Udi awoke.
Upon awakening, the first thing he did was sense the changes in his dragon body.
Firstly, this ti the Banquet’s strengthening effect satisfied Udi, directly elevating his Biological Level from Seventeenth Level Initial to Tier Seventeen Middle, further enhancing his overall strength.
The dragon body had officially broken through to sixty ters, increasingly inducing a sense of colossal fear.
"Hmm."
Udi voiced in surprise, discovering a new section on his panel—[Mutated Talent]
[Mutated Talent]
Dark Demon’s Eye (Tier Two): Deriving from a strand of divine trait from the [Eternal Dark God].
Super-speed Recovery (Tier One): A talent ability from the bloodline source of a [Mutant Shark Fishman].
This, along with the Banquet Talent, had always been on Udi’s panel, yet it never had much presence.
Unbelievably, today it brought such an imnse surprise.
The last ergence of the Demon Eye on the panel didn’t see such changes.
Was the reaction too slow, or was it parsing information on the Demon Eye, thereby delaying the change display?
Udi gazed at the description behind [Dark Demon’s Eye], pondering deeply on the divine esteed na of the [Eternal Dark God].
He perused the knowledge within the Dragon’s Legacy.
Eventually, he found a divine entity matching this description.
A divine spirit of middle divine power, known by the exalts of the Eternal Dark God, the Lord of Endless Darkness—’Sarizton.’ Believed to be a wholly dark entity with no fixed form, passing by the star realm, leaving behind traces of cold, decay, and madness.
Followers of His doctrine disseminate his teachings across the star realm—Light must be extinguished, perfection must be corrupted, order must be destroyed, the spirit must be fractured.
Undoubtedly, this is an Evil God.
However, regarding His deeds, the records within Udi’s Dragon’s Legacy are considerably vague.
"Is that bead related to this Evil God?" Udi belatedly felt a trace of fear.
But Udi quickly cald himself.
He was no longer who he once was; as long as he didn’t proactively cause problems, there shouldn’t be an issue.
Udi turned his gaze to the second mutated talent—[Super-speed Recovery].
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