Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 141

Chapter 141: The demise of Lucian
To maximize the combat effectiveness of his troops, Samson had brought them to the snowy mountain, coincidentally experiencing the mountain’s upheaval.

Samson didn’t know why the snowy mountain was shaking; he only saw a blue beam of light shoot into the sky and then disappear.

Realizing something was wrong, Samson decided to retreat, informing the other Alliance members along the way.

While on the edge of the snowy mountain, Samson saw three undead flying towards Lucian’s castle.

He knew Alex’s humanoid undead were intelligent.

“Could this undead Lord have some connection with these Traitors?”

If they hadn’t been worried about the Starfallen Empire’s army, they would have gone to kill Lucian as soon as the leaderboard was announced.

Samson found a vantage point on the snowy mountain where he could see Lucian’s castle from a distance. He wanted to observe any activity there, knowing that as a Traitor, Lucian’s castle would likely have local forces present.

Three undead alone couldn’t possibly be there to kill Lucian.

Samson checked the leaderboard again, confirming Alex’s name was still green, which reassured him. If Alex had become a Traitor, they would be in serious trouble.

But soon, Samson saw the three undead attacking Lucian’s castle from the air.

He couldn’t believe it. Did they really think three undead could kill Lucian?

The vampire headquarters was far from the snowy mountain, and the scattered vampire outposts only had Commanding level vampires.

Commanding level vampires couldn’t withstand Monarch level undead. However, only Count Nocturne’s group knew about Lucian’s submission to the vampires. Even though they had sent Lucian’s blood back to the headquarters, reinforcements wouldn’t arrive in time to provide support.

Lucian was isolated, relying only on the two lv9 Commanding level vampires left by Count Nocturne and his own troops.

Lucian hadn’t expected Alex to send only three undead, without any additional troops, and certainly not three Monarch levels.

The presence of three Monarch levels was overwhelming. Lucian had no choice but to fight to the death.

All the vampires took to the sky, a thousand strong with ten Commanding levels, swarming the three undead.

Lucian could only hope that the undead summoned from Monarch level corpses were weaker than true Monarch levels. After all, he had seen Alex’s thirty thousand undead and over a hundred Commanding levels fail to kill three Monarch levels.

The necromancer released his domain, and countless bones erupted from the vampires’ bodies, draining their blood.

A thousand vampires weren’t enough to handle one Monarch level, let alone three.

The necromancer’s Bones Domain instantly killed all the Standard vampires around him.

The slain vampires transformed into various undead, attacking the remaining vampires.

Lucian’s scalp tingled. This Monarch level couldn’t be defeated by sheer numbers. The more troops he had, the more undead the enemy could summon.

Thinking quickly, Lucian realized that these undead were essentially mages, meaning they had fragile bodies. If he could get close, he might be able to kill them.

Vampire blood could kill undead, so Lucian ordered all Commanding level vampires to attack the necromancer.

They needed to focus on one target to have any chance of victory.

The vampires used their speed to dodge the bone attacks, trying to get close to the necromancer.

But they overlooked the lich. Although also a mage, liches had some close combat abilities. Liches could reach Emperor level, while necromancers capped at King level.

The lich used ice magic, but his domain was the Skeleton Domain.

A massive ice wall appeared, blocking the vampires. When it shattered, countless bone spikes shot towards them.

Just as vampire blood could kill undead, the magic of liches and necromancers could kill vampires.

Lucian and the vampires couldn’t afford to be hit by the bone spikes, dodging frantically.

Floating bones formed a massive bone dragon, covered in frost, which roared and attacked the vampires.

On the ground, countless skeletal archers appeared, their arrows long bone spikes, all aimed at the vampires.

The arrows burned with blue flames, turning any hit vampire to ash.

This was the lich’s domain, controlling and using all skeletons within it, even forming undead to command.

These were temporary, as the undead summoned by the lich would dissipate when the domain ended. To summon them permanently, the lich needed corpses, which the necromancer had already used.

Bone dragons were beyond the summoning range of a Monarch level lich, who could only summon various skeletal variants.

Necromancers and liches were the least vulnerable to swarm tactics.

Lucian felt despair. This Monarch level lich was even more troublesome than the two necromancers.

In a short time, nearly a thousand vampires were killed, transformed into two thousand undead by the necromancer.

Only Lucian and a few Commanding level vampires remained, struggling.

Watching from a distance, Samson was stunned. How could three undead defeat nearly a thousand vampires?

But the reality was that in less than ten minutes, the three undead had killed all the vampires.

A terrifying thought crossed Samson’s mind. Could these undead be Monarch levels?

If he replaced the three undead with the human empire’s Monarch level general Baldwin, Samson shook his head. Baldwin couldn’t achieve this.

“All three are Monarch levels?!”

Samson was shocked. From his distant vantage point, he couldn’t see the undead domains clearly, only their continuous summoning and control of bones and ice magic.

Samson quickly led his snow maidens away from the snowy mountain, informing the Alliance of this significant discovery.

Meanwhile, Sophie was waiting for Alex at the castle, having discovered a Traitor near White Rock Mountains, though it was far away.

With the three Monarch levels attacking Lucian, Alex decided to go to White Rock Mountains herself.

After arranging the undead at White Rock Mountains, Alex and Sophie used the portal to travel there.

“Tell me about this Traitor,” Alex said, surprised to find one so quickly. With seven days and the vast distances between Lords, the leaderboard’s top scorer wouldn’t have many points by the end.

After all, castles were fixed, and the continent was vast. Finding many Traitor Lords was unlikely.

“It’s far from White Rock Mountains. Specters detected it using the talent. The Traitor has likely allied with the dwarves, probably the Silverbeard Clan,” Sophie explained as they walked towards the castle.

“How can you be sure they allied with the dwarves?” Alex asked, puzzled. While the area was the Silverbeard Clan’s territory, White Rock Mountains was on the edge, and other races were possible.

“Because the specters found a dwarf city near the Traitor Lord,” Sophie explained.

Alex was surprised. She hadn’t seen much of this world’s civilized society.

Different races had different lifestyles, and humanoid races built cities to live together, even if weak.

The Lord was unlucky, forced to submit. Being near another race’s city was fortunate enough not to be destroyed.

“Big Shot, should we gather the undead to take him out?” Sophie asked. For Alex, even a fifth-tier Lord worth one point couldn’t be ignored.

No one knew how many Traitor Lords they could find in seven days.

“No need. I’ll go alone.”

With a dwarf city nearby, bringing undead would be too conspicuous. As a Monarch level, Alex couldn’t be stopped by less than ten thousand troops. Going alone was safest.

“Be careful,” Sophie urged.

Alex nodded, mounted a griffin, and set off, donning a black robe to conceal her appearance. Her white hair, along with her stunning beauty, was too noticeable.

Meanwhile, Lucian was severely injured, his left arm limp, and his right shoulder bleeding from a gaping wound that wouldn’t heal.

All the vampires had been killed by the undead, leaving Lucian alone, surrounded by over two thousand undead.

Even if the vampire carrying Lucian’s blood died en route, and Lucian became a Freelancer, abandoning his castle, he couldn’t escape. The undead had orders from Alex to kill him, regardless of his status.

Lucian and Alex had always been enemies, from their first meeting to the battle with the Frost Werewolf. Their cooperation was purely for mutual benefit, with Alex keeping her promise.

Now, with the system designating them as enemies, and Alex having dealt with the snowy mountain forces, she had no reason not to kill him.

Lucian would have done the same in her place.

His mistake was not fleeing when his castle was discovered, instead of stalling with the surrounding forces.

In just a few days, Lucian had lost the ability to contend with Alex. Her troops could easily wipe him out.

The Elemental Alliance, Starfallen Empire, and Alex all wanted him dead, and he couldn’t fight any of them.

He failed to escape, attracted a werewolf Lord, fought him, then was discovered by Count Nocturne and forced to submit, leading to his current predicament, surrounded by undead and facing death.

Perhaps this was fate. Lucian accepted it, feeling a strange calm instead of fear as death approached.

Lucian’s broken body was pierced by the lich’s Ice Magic, his blood and life draining away.

Feeling drowsy, blood gushing from his mouth, Lucian looked at the three undead in the distance and smiled.

“Finally, I can be free.”