Boom!
Boom!
A series of earth-shattering sounds erupted from the horizon, everyone felt the ground beneath them shifting slightly, and the turbulent gusts swept through this space.
Everyone widened their eyes, gazing intently at the silhouette erging from the shaken fog.
Fast, as swift as a snake, these terrible shadows quickly erged from the dust-hidden mist.
These were the Corpse Race army from the last encounter with the Human Race army captain, fully armored, wielding giant axes and heavy hamrs, with their heavy armor concentrating weight upon them, leaving deep footprint pits as they stepped onto the ground.
The ranks were orderly, with an imposing aura, each armored warrior wearing a solemn expression.
"Is this the Corpse Race?!"
In the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, Zheng Yi gazed across the distance, clearly observing the ’Corpse Race’ for the first ti.
As an intelligent race transford from zombies, they considerably inherited human appearances, but due to living from death, their origins held a ghostly coldness, resembling a bizarre entity between life and death.
However, their evolutionary potential was in no way inferior to humans.
The Corpse Race appeared nearly identical to humans, but their skin was iron-gray, their teeth were sharp, and their pupils were an eerie blood-red.
A red glow surged deep within their eyes, emitting endless coldness, as chilling aura surged from their bodies, forming thick black qi.
At a glance, the Corpse Race army, with only half the number of the Human Race warriors, exuded a mountain-like pressure descending upon them.
The surging death and chilling aura roared like a tidal wave, madly sweeping towards the blood-colored pillar erected by the Human Race.
"Battle Array? Combined Attack Technique?!"
It was utterly bizarre that a race barely decades old not only developed consciousness and intelligence but terrifyingly assimilated substantial divine rights, established armies, and mastered combined attack techniques manipulating their inherent superpowers.
Such developnts couldn’t have sprung from nothing nor erged from genetic legacy.
Invisibly, it affird Zheng Yi’s inner thoughts.
There might be an invisible hand propelling the Corpse Race!
...
"Yin Celestial Monarch, bless us!"
"Soul Hall will triumph! Humanity will triumph!"
The fearso murderous aura condensed by the Corpse Race heavy-armored warriors relentlessly assaulted the Human Race’s Array blood-shield, with terrifying aura churning, causing cracks in the air.
In the next second, an excited yet furious voice echoed across the sky, waves turbulent as a tide continually shook the blood qi.
"What’s that?!"
In the midst of shock-filled gazes, a colossal figure erged from the black mist, standing there like a towering mountain with tidal waves of evil qi surging towards them.
Upon closer inspection, it was a mutated giant.
Standing over ten zhang tall, clad in heavy black armor that avoided all light reflections, its imnse body caused the ground to tremble with each movent.
Like drumbeats, each sound pounded upon the deepest corridors of the heart.
Enormous black qi spouted out, covering its entire masked visage, revealing only a pair of ferocious blood-filled eyes and a mouth lined with sharp teeth.
Its mouth split open, sharp fangs gleaming chillingly under the light.
Accompanying the appearance of this behemoth, one nacing giant after another erged from the black mist, appearing behind the tallest giant.
Transford into Corpse Race from zombies, so powerful high-level zombies evolved after multiple evolutions, their primal genes already collapsed, turning into super mutants.
Such zombies were the most terrifying, entirely an alternative form of death life.
While their intelligence was inferior to orthodox Corpse Race, they possessed formidable combat abilities, akin to Barbaric Giants in death, erging from darkness as giant races.
Not only were they enormous, but their bodies were also extrely hard, even harder than rocks, and ordinary attacks left barely any marks on them.
The massive figures before were naturally Corpse Race transford from these gigantic zombies.
Due to gene collapse, these evolved zombies ca in various forms, eventually converting to Corpse Race with distinct appearances.
Soon, within the intense black mist of the Outer Realm Demon City, countless diverse monsters erged.
So had eight black tentacles and an upper body resembling human-like octopus legs of the Corpse Race.
So possessed three eyes and evolved into four-ard or six-ard Corpse Race.
So were swollen with pustules, faces stitched together like torn cloth Corpse Race...
Varied Corpse Race, countless!
Besides, there were so dreadful beast-like monsters, retaining certain beast characteristics, indicating high evolutionary levels.
Of course, there were so complete monster forms, walking on all fours, armored Split-mouthed Lizard, blood-red Ghost Tiger, or soaring Rotten Flesh Vultures...
Various differently terrifying creatures, plenty in the army, each with a fearso appearance, unleashing astonishing black qi and blood glow, casting an eerie red layer upon the black mist’s surface.
Moreover, clusters of spectral entities flew indistinctly in mid-air, spirits unable to transcend.
Thus, the Outer Realm Demon City constituted a terrifying conglorate of nurous demons and ghosts.
With the Corpse Race at the pinnacle of a pyramid-shaped hierarchy ford by nurous mutated creatures at the base.
The Corpse Race seemingly possesses so peculiar ability, harnessing supernatural forces to manipulate vast numbers of various monsters, including Fierce Ghost Yin Souls, with similar to Shaman-like professions, gathering these monsters together, expanding imnse fighting power.
...
Truly, the Outer Realm Demon City renowned far and wide, indeed proved worthy as the alien city that forced the Soul Hall’s downfall, with the sheer number and variety of monsters deeply shocking people.
Furthermore, the vast release of ghost qi and demon qi from various monsters simultaneously bore down, compressing the human blood qi, and the Soul Hall army’s aura clashed fiercely, producing sounds akin to tearing the void.
"Act!"
At the peak of the collision between the Human Race’s aura and the Corpse Race, suddenly, an incredibly terrifying montum arose in the heavens and earth.
Even the roaring demons and ghosts were suppressed into silence, as endless dark clouds swept in from an unknown source, instantly filling the entire sky.
Dense dark clouds obscured the heavens, covering the entire sky, as boundless thunder flashed and surged within heavy clouds, resembling silver dragons weaving within the clouds.
Suddenly, a roar that shocked all present beings rang out, like thunder exploding in every creature’s soul.
Many Corpse Race warriors gazed up in confusion, their blood-red pupils widened as if witnessing an unbelievable scene.
Amidst the cloud-covered horizon, a sinister face erged, with enormous eyes seemingly penetrating all existence, its terrifying gaze fell upon the ghastly demons and ghosts, invoking a deep-seated terror within.
"Ghost King descends, Gathering Spirit!"
A low voice echoed within the Soul Hall army.
"Divine Punishnt!"
Roar!
Roar!
Having endured nurous bloody baptisms, the Ghost Warrior system was matured, and countless Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts under the Human Race warrior’s control could instantly unite, forming a massive Ghost God Thought.
This thought was a giant conglorate controlled by countless Ghost Warriors, Yin Soldiers, War Ghosts, rging mutually.
This was the Ghost King Battle Array.
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