Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Orc assault
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions from the light projectiles were continuous, detonating amidst the hobgoblin army and causing massive casualties. Despite some hobgoblins deploying barriers for defense, they were largely ineffective.

The hobgoblin army suffered heavy losses, their numbers quickly overwhelmed by the undead. Commanding level necromancers began summoning corpses, continuously generating new undead.

The undead pushed the front lines forward, pressing towards the hobgoblin royal city. As the battle progressed, they moved beyond the range of the undead fortress’s attacks.

“Damn, this consumes a lot of mana,” Xiao Mu muttered. He had intended to repeat his previous attack but found his mana severely depleted, forcing him to abandon the idea.

The hobgoblin Shaman he had previously fought stood up again, engaging Xiao Mu in battle.

Meanwhile, the hobgoblins devised a countermeasure. They couldn’t allow the undead to continue advancing. These undead were fearless, and if they reached the royal city’s walls, it would be disastrous.

A dozen hobgoblin Shamans descended from the battlefield, landing on the ground. They simultaneously released eerie shamanic magic, emitting green mist. Any undead touched by the mist had their soul flames extinguished, turning into piles of bones.

In an instant, thousands of undead perished. Commanding level undead could resist for a while, but they were no match for the Monarch level hobgoblin Shamans and eventually fell as well.

Seeing this, the Monarch level undead on the battlefield didn’t seem anxious. The loss of a few thousand undead was insignificant to the undead army, which could summon replacements with a wave of their hands.

As long as there were corpses on the battlefield, the undead didn’t worry about their numbers.

On the royal city’s walls, hobgoblin warriors deployed their hastily developed weapons. With a loud bang, a black cannonball exploded behind the undead army.

This special black cannonball didn’t explode like a regular one. Instead, it created a black circular area upon detonation, killing any undead within it. The area lasted about a minute, forcing the undead to maneuver around the black spheres as they advanced.

Meanwhile, a dozen hobgoblin Shamans’ combined soul poison mist spread rapidly, killing nearly ten thousand undead. They stood within shamanic barriers, unaffected by the undead’s attacks.

Suddenly, a massive black sphere flew towards the hobgoblin Shamans. They quickly ceased their poison mist and combined their efforts to defend against the attack.

The black sphere exploded silently against their barrier, dark elements spreading along its edges.

“Damn it, nothing happened! Are you kidding me?” Xiao Hui, flying in the air, exclaimed in frustration. She had hoped to deliver a fatal sneak attack after her upgrade, but the results were disappointing.

“Wait, are these dark elements?” Xiao Hui noticed the black areas created by the hobgoblin cannons. She extended her hand, forming a black vortex that absorbed all the dark elements from the battlefield.

Seeing her sneak attack fail, Xiao Hui descended to the battlefield, releasing her dark domain. The undead, infused with dark elements, were strengthened, while the hobgoblins had their souls and life force drained, nourishing Xiao Hui.

Three hobgoblin Shamans quickly attacked Xiao Hui, not because she was particularly strong, but because they wanted to eliminate her swiftly.

Roar—

A dragon’s roar echoed, and the surroundings turned into a domain of blue flames. Hobgoblin corpses within the domain transformed into bone dragons, rising into the sky.

Hobgoblins touched by the blue flames felt no heat but were instead frozen. Within the blue flame domain, hobgoblins’ life force rapidly dwindled, aging them quickly. Those trying to escape found an invisible barrier blocking their way.

Arthur had broken through to Monarch level. His massive bone dragon form appeared before Xiao Hui, and a breath of dragon fire forced the three Monarch level hobgoblin Shamans back.

Seeing another powerful undead join the fray, the hobgoblin lieges changed their strategy, deciding to eliminate the enemy Monarch levels first.

The royal city’s teleportation gate opened again, and countless hobgoblin warriors poured out to replace the fallen, desperately defending the royal city.

On the royal city’s walls, an elderly hobgoblin king, holding a scepter and wearing a crown, was helped up by two hobgoblins. He looked solemnly at the fierce battle outside the city, saying nothing.

Meanwhile, in the Emerald Hills, Arthas, Crane, two Monarch-level beings, and a group of undead were stationed at the siblings’ castle. In the distant forest, birds and beasts scattered as an orc army approached once again.

This time, the orc army numbered over 10K, clearly a serious assault.

The leading orc was tall and imposing, adorned with numerous bone ornaments, marking him as the leader of an orc camp.

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On the continent of Nytheria, Alex rode the tiger southward. She passed several human villages, confirming she had entered the Celestian Empire.

Alex continued riding the tiger, using magic to cover her tracks and avoid detection by ordinary people, heading deeper into the Celestian Empire.

She glanced at the sky, the scorching sun high overhead. It had been half a day since Chi-Chi was treated by the woman, but she still hadn’t woken up.

Alex could feel Chi-Chi’s life force weakening. She wouldn’t last much longer.

Riding the tiger conserved Alex’s Mana Points, allowing her to retain her strength. She didn’t know if Chi-Chi’s injuries could be healed or if any residual holy light would be detected by the mages, so she needed to be prepared for anything.

“I have to take a chance,” Alex thought. She needed to find a way to heal Chi-Chi and a way to return to Undead City.

“Now that I’ve just entered the Empire, the mage branch should be deeper within. I’ll keep heading south and ask for directions,” Alex murmured, watching the trees fly by.

After over an hour of travel, Alex saw a city on the horizon, indicating nearby villages. She wouldn’t enter the city but planned to ask the villagers for information.

Soon, Alex found a village and saw two farmers clearing land. She rode the tiger towards them, intending to display her power and avoid suspicion.

In Nytheria, where Lords had been purged, someone openly riding a beast couldn’t possibly be an extraterrestrial visitor.

The farmers, hearing the commotion, looked up and were terrified, dropping their tools and freezing in fear. But they soon saw the cloaked figure on the tiger, realizing she was a powerful mage.

In Nytheria, ruled by angels and Templar Knights, the mage association was the highest human authority. The farmers recognized the mage’s protective role and knew a cloaked figure wasn’t an apprentice.

They prostrated themselves before Alex, showing utmost respect.

Alex dismounted, seeing their reaction and knowing she had them fooled.

“There’s no need to be afraid. I’m from the mage association’s branch on the Arsen continent. I was caught in a spatial rift during teleportation and ended up in Nytheria. I didn’t arrive at the branch here and am unfamiliar with the area. Can you tell me where the association’s branch is?” Alex asked.

The farmers, hearing a young female voice, paused. Was she a disciple of a great mage?

They dared not delay, hoping to help her and possibly earn a reward from the mage association.

“Honorable mage, it’s our duty to assist you. We are forever grateful to the mage association for bringing us stability and prosperity. You are the saviors of humanity, and we…” one farmer began, but the other quickly interrupted, knowing mages valued efficiency.

“Leader, this is the Celestian Empire. The mage association’s branch is in Thunder City, about five hundred miles northwest,” the other farmer answered succinctly.

“Thank you,” Alex said, turning to leave. A gust of wind blew, and the farmers fainted. Alex hadn’t killed them, just put them to sleep.

“Northwest, Thunder City,” Alex muttered, looking at the sun to determine direction. Based on her previous path, she quickly figured it out.

“Five hundred miles. Let’s go. I’ll release you once we reach our destination,” Alex said, patting the tiger’s rump. They set off again, heading straight for Thunder City.