Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 166

Chapter 166: She’s just a plaything
On the other side, the members of the Sunset Alliance led by Galvin and the Justice Alliance led by Raphaela had also stayed up all night, coordinating with other members and making final preparations for the attack.

Raphaela’s four allies were [King Ultraman] Titus, [Monolithia] Magnus, [Blue Giant] Grom, and [Sky Dominator] Drake.

Their troops consisted of Titans, Behemoths, Trolls, and Rock Dragons, all possessing Monarch-level strength. Any one of them alone could be considered a top-tier Lord, let alone an alliance of five such Lords.

This was the confidence behind Raphaela and her allies’ decision to attack Alex. As a fellow top-tier Lord, Alex was bound to be their enemy in the future. They needed to eliminate this threat before she could grow stronger.

Raphaela’s decision was unanimously supported by all members. They could allow themselves to be powerful, but they couldn’t tolerate anyone else being equally strong.

Some races were mortal enemies, but this didn’t affect the relationships between Lords.

For example, dragons and angels were natural enemies, but as Lords, they didn’t carry the burden of racial conflicts.

Summoning powerful race troops came with significant risks. If Raphaela were discovered by the Angel race, she would face either submission or death, and the same applied to other Lords.

An alliance only needed one castle as a base. The others could use the Portal of Transit to quickly bring their troops for support.

In the Barren Plains, everyone in the Elemental Alliance except Ivy had already gone to bed. They knew the attack on Alex would happen at dawn, and it had nothing to do with them, so they didn’t waste time.

Ivy’s heart was racing, filled with anxiety as she watched the World Chat, waiting for a message from Galvin.

The World Chat was eerily quiet, as if most Lords knew what was going to happen this morning.

Time: 04:00 AM

Galvin sent Ivy a message. Ivy quietly left the Alliance, encountering no resistance since this had been discussed beforehand.

Four unfamiliar Lords suddenly added Ivy as a friend. After she accepted, they immediately formed a new alliance.

Ivy invited the four of them, and with a few slight tremors, four new castles appeared near Ivy’s castle.

Ivy went to the balcony to check the situation outside by moonlight. When she looked back at the system, the four had already left the alliance.

Then the ground began to shake more violently, and more castles appeared around the initial four.

The commotion outside woke the other members of the Elemental Alliance. They came out of their castles to see what was happening near Ivy’s castle.

A total of eighteen castles had appeared, representing eighteen alliances and ninety Lords, making the area instantly crowded.

And this was with some Lords opting out of the siege on Alex; otherwise, there would have been even more.

Lords began emerging from their castles to confirm each other’s identities before summoning their troops.

After all, they hadn’t met each other since forming the alliance, and no one knew anyone else. With so many people, they needed to choose a leader and discuss their attack strategy.

Earl, outside Ivy’s castle, re-invited Ivy to join the alliance but received no response.

The Lords were chattering away, excited to see so many people for the first time since arriving in this world.

Raphaela, dressed in a white robe, led her alliance members out of their castle, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

Raphaela exuded a holy aura, and her stunning beauty combined with her Monarch-level strength made many Lords turn their heads, nominating her as their leader.

Galvin’s eyes showed a flash of greed when he saw that the Lord he had been in contact with was a beautiful woman, but he quickly hid it.

Raphaela’s four allies were all very strong, each at Monarch-level, likely the strongest in the alliance.

Galvin regretted not having gathered everyone to attack Raphaela if he had known her strength. She was a far greater threat than the undead Lord, and most importantly, she was a stunning beauty. If they succeeded in the siege, Galvin could imprison her and force her to become his sex slave.

But now it was too late. Galvin pushed aside his inappropriate thoughts and approached Raphaela with his alliance members to greet her.

When Raphaela learned that the man in front of her was Galvin, she decisively declined the nomination to be the leader, passing it to Galvin. She didn’t want to be a leader; she just wanted to kill the undead Lord and leave as quickly as possible.

Galvin naturally became the leader, a smug smile on his face.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please wait a moment. I want to especially thank a Lord who helped provide the passage for everyone to gather here to attack the undead Lord.”

With everyone’s eyes on him, Galvin walked towards the northernmost castle of the Elemental Alliance.

Samson and the others watched Galvin warily, knowing they were no longer allies with Ivy.

Ivy saw Galvin approaching from the balcony and came out of the castle, her eyes avoiding Samson and the others at the castle gate, not saying a word.

“You must be Miss Ivy, who has been in contact with me,” Galvin said, a hint of joy in his voice. Ivy was also quite beautiful and had a sexy figure. Although her beauty didn’t match Raphaela’s, it was enough to add some excitement to his otherwise dull life in this world.

“Hello, Mr. Galvin,” Ivy said, extending her hand for a handshake. Galvin shamelessly held onto Ivy’s hand, not letting go, making her face turn slightly uncomfortable.

“Friends, from now on, Miss Ivy is no longer part of your alliance. She has officially joined our Sunset Alliance,” Galvin announced with a smile, looking at Samson and the others. This wasn’t a discussion; it was a notification.

Samson was stunned, his mind blank, not understanding why Ivy would do this.

“Ivy, what are you doing? Are you being forced? Did we do something wrong?”

“This is my own choice. It has nothing to do with you. Everyone has the right to make their own choices, don’t they?” Ivy’s voice echoed in Samson’s ears, cold and unfamiliar, making it hard for him to believe this was the Ivy they knew.

“You guys are so naive. Don’t you get it? The root of the problem is that you’re too weak. You can’t give her what she wants. Only someone strong like me can survive here,” Galvin said, pulling Ivy close and grabbing her breast.

Ivy bit her lip, silently lowering her head, her hands pulling her clothes tightly to avoid being seen by others.

Galvin wore a provocative expression, as if to say: “See? She was an indispensable ally to you, but to me, she’s just a plaything.”

Seeing this, Samson erupted in anger, ready to attack Galvin.

“You bastard, I’m going to kill you!”