Chapter 417: The Undead Army vs Scorpion Army Part 1 (Message Chair Bonus Chapter)
Boom!
The desert quaked vehemently, and a powerful shockwave spread everywhere. The violent impact blasted countless grains of crimson sand into the sky.
Clouds of sand rose high above the battlefield, and for a second, they blocked the moonlight.
Visibility instantly dropped.
The entire battlefield became covered by a crimson veil. For a brief moment, it was as if the desert was about to be destroyed.
The ground continuously shook beneath the countless fighters.
Everywhere was in chaos.
But then...
Within the raging sandstorm came primal, bestial roars and miserable screams.
The sounds overlapped one another.
Metal clashed endlessly.
Bones shattered.
Blood splashed across the crimson dunes.
Among the thick desert sand clouds, the Scorpion Soldiers clashed with the undead army, weapon against weapon.
Steel struck rusted blades.
Spears pierced rotten flesh.
Axes smashed skeletal bodies apart.
Savage.
Brutal.
Relentless.
Undead servants were sent flying into the sky.
Broken bones scattered in every direction.
Many undead lost their limbs.
Others had their skulls crushed apart.
Yet...
They continued advancing without hesitation. Greater Dune Scorpions tore every undead servant in their way into pieces.
Their massive pincers snapped shut with terrifying force.
Their stingers pierced through multiple undead at once.
Some undead were trampled beneath their enormous bodies until nothing remained except shattered bones.
Chaos spread everywhere.
Neither side showed any intention of retreating.
Standing on his mount, one of the Commanders wore a savage grin as he watched his mount trample the undead soldiers on the ground.
The massive Greater Dune Scorpion let out a triumphant screech. Its gigantic pincers crushed undead after undead.
"Now I understand why there was no news from Kharv," he spat, his eyes burning with venom.
His expression gradually darkened.
"Damned Necromancer."
With so many undead servants surrounding him, it was impossible for him not to realize this was the work of a Necromancer.
He had heard rumors about Necromancers. Beings capable of controlling the dead. Yet he had never encountered one himself.
Not only him, almost all the Scorpion Soldiers had never fought a battle against the dead.
Many instinctively frowned as the undead continued charging despite suffering horrific injuries.
Only the General had fought a Necromancer in the past.
Even then...
It had never been on this scale. A thousand undead servants were unheard of. The endless sea of undead continued pouring toward the Scorpion Army.
No matter how many were destroyed...
More continued replacing them.
Standing behind the brutal battle, the General watched everything with a pensive expression. His sharp eyes continuously swept across the battlefield.
He carefully observed every movement.
And indeed, he had fought a Necromancer in the past. However, It had been against a Necromancer on the run.
The opponent possessed only three undead servants. Compared to the terrifying undead legion before him...
That battle was insignificant.
It was nowhere near as fearsome as this.
After chasing the Necromancer for a few days, they eventually took him down and imprisoned him.
For many months, they tortured him relentlessly.
They forced him to reveal everything he knew about Necromancers.
The Scorpion Clan believed they already understood everything about Necromancers.
But compared to this...
This was on another level entirely.
The undead before him fought with terrifying coordination.
"Tsk! No matter what this is, and no matter who is behind it, my Scorpion Clan shall trample you down."
He clicked his tongue, his face etched with disdain and his grip tightened around his gigantic saber.
To him, the undead might look terrifying, but they were nothing more than mindless puppets.
With the overwhelming might of his Scorpion Clan Army, how could some mindless undead puppets stand a chance?
The answer was obvious in his mind.
They could not.
Looking at the result of the ongoing war, his confidence surged. Every passing second, countless undead servants were cut down.
Broken bones and shattered skulls littered the battlefield. The Scorpion Soldiers continued advancing steadily.
With the three battalions fighting at the front, he did not have to step into the battle.
His duty as General was to observe. Only when a true threat appeared would he personally intervene.
While the General was feeling pleased with the ongoing battle, he failed to see beyond the chaos.
The battlefield was simply too large.
The thick crimson sand cloud continuously obstructed his vision.
What the Scorpion Clan was fighting were merely the cannon fodders. Weaker undead servants with none beyond Level 30.
They were nothing more than disposable soldiers.
Thoren had no intention of exposing his true strength immediately.
Instead...
He allowed the Scorpion Army to waste their stamina against endless waves of weaker undead.
Thoren even sent undead beasts from when he was still on the first floor.
Level 18. Level 19 and Level 20.
Creatures that would normally never threaten the current Scorpion Army.
Yet under overwhelming numbers, even weak enemies became troublesome.
Suddenly, from the illusion, a giant creature appeared. Its towering figure rose far above the battlefield.
Even the crimson dune could not conceal its enormous silhouette. Its towering figure towered over everyone on the battleground.
The moment it emerged the Scorpion Soldiers instinctively looked toward it.
"What is that?" one of the Commanders stared at the giant creature.
His pupils contracted sharply.
The enormous figure alone placed tremendous pressure upon everyone. All the Scorpion Soldiers looked at the giant undead figure, but instead of fear...
Their eyes blazed with a strong fighting spirit. Their blood boiled with excitement.
Such an enormous monster...
Surely it would possess a valuable beast core.
If they could kill such a giant creature, then when they returned to the city, they could use it to brag to their fellow clansmen.
Their names would spread throughout Scorpion City.
They might even receive rewards from the King.
Some even imagined themselves becoming heroes.
They might even use it to woo many Scorpion Women.
The thought alone made countless warriors even more excited.
Without hesitation, hundreds of Scorpion Soldiers rushed toward the towering figure.
Each raced with all their might, trying to be the first to arrive.
No one wished to let another claim such glory.
Even several captains joined the charge.
As for the giant figure, it was the Undead Rend Colossus. The towering undead giant quietly lowered its head.
Its emerald soul flames flickered ominously inside its gigantic eye sockets.
After nearly dying in the past, Thoren had kept it inside the undead space for it to recover.
Its damaged bones had long regenerated beneath the nourishment of undead energy.
Its overwhelming aura had become even denser than before.
And now...
It was returning to the battlefield.
This would be its first battle after its recovery.
And what was the best way to make its debut?
Naturally...
By crushing the pride of the Scorpion Clan. The undead Rend Colossus stepped forward.
Each step covered more than three meters. Its heavy footsteps left deep footprints upon the ground.
The surrounding desert trembled beneath its enormous weight.
The closer the Scorpion Soldiers approached. The more insignificant they appeared before the colossal undead.
Still...
None of them slowed down. Their battle cries only became louder. When the Scorpion Soldiers were less than ten meters from the undead Rend Colossus...
Suddenly...
It slowly raised one massive leg high into the air.
The movement appeared slow.
Yet an invisible pressure instantly descended upon the surrounding battlefield.
Many Scorpion Soldiers instinctively widened their eyes.
The undead Rend Colossus brought its gigantic foot crashing toward the ground.
’Earth Storm.’
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