socalfunplaces Chapter 126 Undead Catastrophe VS Extraterrestrial Evil Race
Chapter 126 Undead Catastrophe VS Extraterrestrial Evil Race
Chapter 127 Undead Catastrophe VS Extraterrestrial Evil Race
Whether it was the Bone Field or the Undead Altar, skeleton soldiers kept disintegrating, and new skeleton soldiers kept filling in. Huo Yuhao's skeleton army was decreasing at a visible rate.
Under Huo Yuhao's constant tempering, all the surviving skeleton soldiers had a faint metallic black light on their bodies, and their size had increased a bit!
Dark gray soul flames gradually ignited in their empty eye sockets, and their aura suddenly surged to the level of a Great Dou Master! These "survivors" who survived the cruel selection process completed an evolution in strength.
Huo Yuhao calmly observed all of this with his spiritual power. These two methods—the self-destructive infighting of the Gu worms and the violent infusion of the altar—are the most basic, and also the least efficient, ways to evolve low-level cannon fodder in necromancy.
It wasn't that he didn't know more sophisticated and successful methods for creating undead. Unfortunately, this world was extremely desolate, with almost no other valuable materials to be found except for the countless skeletons and dense deathly aura covering the mountains and fields.
Those high-level undead that require souls, flesh, blood, or even living materials to create are now a luxury. Therefore, Huo Yuhao can only resort to this most clumsy and resource-intensive method to forcibly generate usable combat power.
Time lost its meaning in this desolate plane. After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of battle that filled the bone field gradually subsided, and the skeletons that had successfully evolved on the altar ceased to appear. Huo Yuhao's undead army had already vanished by more than half.
The once massive sea of skeletons, numbering in the millions, has dwindled to only about 300,000 undead who remain in the form of ordinary skeleton soldiers, scattered around the perimeter of the bone field.
In the center of the bone field, beneath the altar, stood three hundred distinct figures!
Their skeletons were robust, their color as deep as refined steel, and they were surrounded by a solid, deathly aura far surpassing that of ordinary skeletons.
One half of them had large, thick joints, and held heavy bone blades or spears tightly in its hands. Dark red soul fire burned in its empty eye sockets, radiating a fierce killing aura—this was a skeleton knight, whose strength had reached the level of a Battle King!
The other half were relatively slender, with exceptionally thick arm bones, and carried massive longbows made of white bone, the bows inscribed with eerie blue ice runes. The soul fire in their eye sockets was also dark red! These skeleton archers also possessed the strength of a Battle King!
Three hundred Battle Kings! This is the core combat power that Huo Yuhao forcibly generated in this land of death at the cost of a million low-level skeletons.
With a thought, Huo Yuhao's mental clone issued an invisible command. Three hundred thousand ordinary skeleton soldiers, like a gray tide, silently moved forward towards the core area that reeked of malice and blood.
Meanwhile, the three hundred high-ranking undead at the Dou Wang level, like assassins blending into the shadows, had their auras deliberately suppressed to the minimum by Huo Yuhao, silently hiding within the tide, lying in wait.
Less than five miles into that land where the extraterrestrial evil race slumbered, the environment suddenly became even more oppressive.
The pervasive stench of blood seemed to come alive, gradually thickening and emitting a nauseating, putrid smell. The omnipresent malice also suddenly intensified several times over, like countless cold needles piercing Huo Yuhao's spiritual clone, filled with a violent and destructive will.
The voice of the Guardian Mirror echoed in Huo Yuhao's soul, tinged with both tension and anticipation: "Be careful! They've awakened!"
Before the words were even finished, the gray earth ahead suddenly trembled violently! Accompanied by a deafening roar, more than a dozen enormous, suffocating crimson figures, like demons crawling out of hell, tore through the pervasive black mist of death and appeared at the edge of the undead army's vision!
These terrifying monsters! They are hundreds of feet tall, like moving mountains! Their appearance is similar to a ferocious ape magnified billions of times, but their bodies are not covered with hair, but with viscous blood that writhes and flows like a living thing!
Their enormous heads had no eyes, only gaping maws filled with fangs that almost completely filled their faces! With each step they took, the earth groaned in pain. An intensely pungent stench of blood erupted, assaulting the undead army!
"Hiss—this size! Even Little White looks like an insect compared to them!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed in surprise. Although he judged from the skeletons that they should be quite large, he did not expect them to be such huge creatures.
"It's the Blood Fiend Clan!" The Mirror of Guardians' voice carried a noticeable air of relief this time, even regaining some of its usual carefree spirit. "Haha! I knew it! A minor, marginal race, they don't even have a Demon Emperor-level expert! How could these little trash possibly have the ability to seal off an entire plane? It really wasn't a trap! What a false alarm!"
The Guardian Mirror flew above Huo Yuhao's head, shaking incessantly: "Let me tell you, this race is utterly miserable. In the eyes of other extraterrestrial evil races, they are nothing but cannon fodder, their status not much different from the puppet behemoths they create!"
Huo Yuhao glanced speechlessly at the small mirror on the tip of his hair, which was now shimmering with silver light again.
Who was it that was just now, making the mirror tremble with silver light and scream repeatedly? Huo Yuhao curled his lips, not having time to pay attention to the mirror's hindsight, and immediately focused all his attention on the battle in front of him.
These dozen or so Bloodstained Evil Beasts were the weakest, slumbering on the outermost edge of the area. Therefore, they were the first to awaken and discover the enemy.
Its strength was roughly between the early and middle stages of the Dou Huang realm. Huo Yuhao secretly judged that although it was just cannon fodder created by the Blood Fiend Clan, the terrifying power brought by its size was still a huge threat to the undead army.
Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed as he relayed battle orders to the undead army.
He had no intention of sending his painstakingly created three hundred Dou Wang-level undead to clash head-on with these behemoths. With a thought, the gray tide of three hundred thousand ordinary skeleton soldiers immediately accelerated its charge, like moths drawn to a flame, surging madly towards the dozen or so bloodthirsty beasts!
Snap! Pfft!
The behemoth casually swung its fist at the ground or stomped down with its giant foot, instantly turning hundreds or even thousands of ordinary skeleton soldiers into dust under its terrifying power! Bone fragments mixed with gray-black death energy scattered everywhere.
However, the number of skeletons was simply too great! They were fearless and charged forward like a real tide, slashing with their fragile bone blades and scratching with their finger bones, trying to leave even the slightest mark on the scarlet flesh.
Although the damage they caused was negligible, they successfully held back the dozen or so giant beasts, plunging them into a swamp of bones.
At the same time, under Huo Yuhao's skillful control, the three hundred high-level undead at the Dou Wang level were like ghosts blending into the shadows, their auras completely concealed.
They silently dispersed, using the terrain and the cover of low-level skeletons to quickly approach the battlefield.