socalfunplaces Chapter 411
Chapter 411
Not only was the White Corpse King imprisoned in place, but the Mountain Corpse, the Mist Ghost Commander, the Red Skull Demon Lord, and the Ghost Lord were also imprisoned in place by the vast imperial might. As for the brilliant magic released by Han Ji and Lu Huan, it was also annihilated by the vast imperial might.
"What's going on? Why aren't the White Corpse King and the Mountain Corpse moving?" a high-level mage asked in confusion.
"They're afraid of that terrifying being up there," Han Ji said, looking at Jiang Han who was suspended in mid-air.
"What kind of existence is this that even the monarchs among the undead, such as the Mountain Corpse and the White Corpse King, are afraid of? Could it be..." Zhu Meng looked at Jiang Han, who was suspended in mid-air, as if he had thought of something. At this moment, his eyes were no longer filled with fearlessness, but with loneliness.
Who else could be the emperor of the undead empire, capable of so easily annihilating their magic and inspiring fear in even the most powerful rulers like the Mountain Corpse and the White Corpse King?
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Corpse of the Mountain roared angrily at the figure in the dark gold armor in mid-air.
As the most loyal subordinate of the Ancient King, the Corpse of the Mountain naturally knew that the guy above was not the Ancient King, but a new emperor who had overthrown him. Therefore, it did not want to submit to this new emperor of the undead empire!
Meanwhile, the White Corpse King, the Red Skull Demon Lord, the Mist Ghost Commander, and the Ghost Lord prostrated themselves before the Emperor's might, their massive, mountain-like bodies kneeling on the ground, their heads pressed tightly to the earth, submitting to Jiang Han, the new Emperor of the Undead Empire.
This scene terrified Han Ji, Lu Huan, Zhu Meng, and other high-level mages. Although they didn't understand why the corpse of the mountain was roaring to the sky, the figure above was exactly what they had imagined, judging from the kneeling dead kings.
The vast imperial majesty, the dark gold armor, and the scarlet cloak embroidered with black dragons—all these were exactly like those of the ancient king recorded in history.
It's over, the ancient capital is finished!
This was the thought in Han Ji and his group's minds. At this moment, they were dejected and felt that there was no hope left for the ancient capital.
The city, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was turned into a paradise for the dead, and millions of ordinary people became food or countless newborn ghosts. They were very unwilling, but when they thought of that terrifying ancient queen, they were filled with despair!
Just when Han Ji and the others had completely given up hope, the corpse of the mountain peak was filled with countless death auras, and then, under the vast imperial might, it began to stand up straight. Standing hundreds of meters tall, it looked at Jiang Han with its flickering soul fire filled with resentment and anger.
"What's going on? Why does the Corpse of the Mountain look like it's about to fight the Ancient King?" Lu Huan said, noticing the anomaly.
"I don't know, but the one up there doesn't seem to intend to attack us." At this moment, Han Ji also noticed that the figure in armor above had not restrained them.
Although they were not imprisoned in the mortal realm, they dared not make the slightest move, for fear of angering the being above.
"To surrender, or to go with him!"
A detached voice came from Jiang Han's mouth, followed by an even more vast imperial might that enveloped the mountain corpse, causing it to bend over again as soon as it straightened up.
Although the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is the strongest among the eight deceased rulers, Jiang Han doesn't necessarily need him. If the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is unwilling to submit, then the only option is to sacrifice him and create a new deceased ruler who is willing to submit.
As the saying goes, "a new emperor brings a new court," and as the new emperor of the Undead Empire, although he needs someone to lead the countless undead in the empire, they must be truly subservient to him, otherwise things will get very troublesome later.
"Hooray! (Impossible!)!"
The corpse of the mountain peak creaked as its bones strained under the weight, yet it managed to stand up again. Throughout its life, it had been loyal only to the ancient king, and it would never submit to any emperor, no matter how powerful he was.
"Since you are unwilling to submit, then go with him." As he spoke, a bronze ancient sword appeared in Jiang Han's hand. There were two characters on the ancient sword, "Lu Lu", which was the sword of the ancient king. Jiang Han found it from the depths of the Bloodfall based on the ancient king's memories.
This sword, nurtured by the blood waterfall for thousands of years, was imbued with a soaring aura of malevolence. The aura emanating from the 'Lu Lu' sword alone caused Han Ji and the others to retreat several steps.
"It looks like a fight is really going to break out," Zhu Meng said belatedly.
"I'll go try it out first. If he really doesn't mean us any harm, then I'll take the seriously injured Zhao Qiming and retreat back into the city," Han Ji said.
As he spoke, a gentle life force emanated from Han Ji, and green starlight shone from his body. Immediately afterward, a green treasure bottle appeared above his head, and endless green light emanated from the heavily injured Zhao Qiming in the distance.
As the green light continued to merge into Zhao Qiming's heavily injured body, his breathing gradually stabilized, his broken bones slowly reconnected, and his gruesome wounds continued to heal.
Jiang Han had expected his actions to provoke the figure into making a move, but he merely glanced at it casually before gripping the 'Lu Lu' sword and channeling his vast Yin energy into it.
A suffocating sword aura shot into the sky; even the mere expulsion of the aura caused Han Ji and the others to feel stinging pains. If it were to truly strike, they wouldn't be able to withstand it. (End of Chapter)