Maybe I really am a Villian

Chapter 132: Domain [7]

The battle between the endless army of the dead and the ones who defied death itself..

began.

Asher’s forty vessels collided with the first horde of undead.

These undead were only Platinum rank.

The forty vessels didn’t slow down.

With a single swing of their mana blades enveloped in black fog, they cut through the undead one after another.

The undead were instantly sliced apart.

Their bodies collapsed onto the black sand.

But unlike ordinary undead...

They never stood up again.

They simply...

Died.

Behind his mask, No. 2’s expression changed from calm to confusion and disbelief.

The moment the undead were killed, he felt something impossible.

He had completely lost his connection with them.

They should have risen again and continued fighting until their bodies were completely destroyed.

Yet they didn’t.

They had simply died.

No. 2 couldn’t understand what had just happened.

Before he could figure it out, he started losing even more undead.

Asher’s vessels continued cutting through the lower-ranked undead with ease, advancing through the battlefield without suffering a single injury.

No. 2’s gaze immediately fell upon the black fog enveloping their mana blades.

Only then did he finally understand.

He muttered in frustration,

"It’s that black fog again..."

"What exactly is that thing?"

"It destroyed not only the remnant will inside the undead..."

"...but also my connection to every undead it touched."

But then No. 2 quickly calmed down and muttered,

"It doesn’t matter."

"So what if they can easily kill my undead?"

"There are over five thousand of them."

"I wonder how many they can kill before they get tired."

Asher’s forty vessels continued advancing through the horde.

By now, they had already killed hundreds of undead.

Then, suddenly, twenty of the vessels stopped attacking.

They simply stood still without moving a single muscle.

None of them took their eyes off No. 2.

No. 2 looked at them before thinking,

’Just what are they planning now?’

’Do they still not understand that no matter what they do, it won’t change the outcome?’

’Eventually, they’ll run out of mana and stamina...’

’...and fall at the hands of my higher-ranked undead.’

Meanwhile, among the remaining twenty vessels still fighting the undead, ten of them also retreated.

The other ten stayed behind, holding back the endless horde to buy them time.

The ten vessels that had retreated simultaneously condensed ten enormous mana spears, each nearly five meters long.

The next moment, the strange black fog enveloped every spear.

Without any hesitation, all ten spears were hurled forward with frightening speed.

The gigantic spears tore straight through the undead horde.

Every undead in their path was instantly destroyed.

After piercing through countless undead, the spears finally came to a stop near the center of the undead army.

Just before they completely dispersed...

They vanished.

At the exact same moment, the ten vessels that had thrown them instantly switched places with the spears.

In an instant...

The ten vessels appeared in the very center of the undead army.

They were surrounded from every direction by Diamond-rank undead, both humanoid and gigantic beasts.

Yet not a trace of tension appeared on their bodies.

They immediately manifested their three-meter-tall demonic armor, completely enveloped in the strange black fog.

Then, using mana, each of them created one additional pairs of arms.

Mana blades instantly formed in every hand.

The next moment...

The other ten vessels continued pushing forward from the front, relentlessly cutting through the horde.

The battlefield instantly descended into chaos.

The ten vessels standing at the center of the undead army were surrounded from every direction.

Dozens of Diamond-rank undead warriors rushed toward them at the same time.

Some wielded swords.

Some carried massive axes.

Others attacked with spears and hammers.

Alongside them, enormous undead beasts charged forward, their giant claws and jaws aimed at the vessels.

One of the giant undead beasts, nearly six meters tall, swung its enormous claw toward a vessel.

The vessel didn’t retreat.

Instead, he stepped forward.

All four of his mana blades moved at the same time.

The first blade severed the beast’s claw.

The second cut through its neck.

The remaining two crossed each other and split the beast’s body into four pieces.

The black fog instantly spread through the corpse.

The giant undead collapsed onto the ground and never moved again.

At the same time, another vessel was surrounded by nearly twenty Diamond-rank undead humans.

Their weapons descended toward him from every direction.

The vessel calmly raised his four mana blades.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Sparks flew as he blocked some attack and some just struck his demonic armor and were not even able to leave a scratch on it.

Before the undead could launch another strike, his four blades flashed through the air.

Heads flew upward.

Arms and weapons fell onto the black sand.

Within moments, all twenty undead had collapsed.

None of them stood up again.

Nearby, an enormous undead beast opened its massive mouth and lunged toward another vessel.

The vessel instantly throw mana knives towards head of beast and teleported instantly.

Appearing directly above the beast, he drove all four mana blades into its skull.

The black fog spread rapidly through the giant corpse.

Its enormous body froze for a brief moment before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Another vessel charged straight into a group of undead warriors without slowing down.

His four arms moved like blurs.

Every swing of his blades severed multiple bodies.

Heads rolled across the black sand.

Broken armor and shattered bones scattered everywhere.

No matter how many undead rushed toward them...

The vessels never slowed.

The vessels continued slaughtering the undead like madmen.

They didn’t stop for even a single moment.

Every swing of their mana blades claimed another undead.

Every step they took left behind more lifeless corpses that would never rise again.

The endless army of the dead continued charging at them without fear.

The vessels answered with nothing but relentless killing.

The battle continued like this for another fifteen minutes.

By the end of it, nearly two thousand undead had already been destroyed.

The once-endless horde had been reduced by almost half.

The black sand was now covered with shattered bones, broken bodies, and scattered weapons.

Yet the remaining undead continued advancing without pause under No. 2’s command, as if they knew nothing except how to obey.