Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Full attack
“They came so quickly?” Xiao Hui was puzzled but not panicked.

The orcs swarmed in like a tidal wave, and the undead quickly launched a counterattack. Although Gemini City didn’t have as many undead as Undead City, it still boasted 80,000 troops, plus over twenty Monarch level undead, including five race kings. This wasn’t something a few orc camps could handle.

It saved them the trouble of hunting the orcs down.

Unlike the orcs, who could only fight on the ground, the undead had an air force. Combined with the city’s defenses, the orcs couldn’t get close.

The orcs had clearly underestimated the strength of the northern border invaders.

As the orc army charged towards the city, a massive shadow suddenly appeared, blocking out the sun like a dark cloud.

The orcs looked up in confusion as two black beams descended from the sky, slicing through the battlefield and piercing their ranks.

Fallen orcs looked up, and in their dying moments, they noticed a massive zeppelin-like figure floating in the sky.

The Silverscale Leviathan hovered above the orc army. Under the puzzled gaze of the four orc chieftains, it began to drop undead.

In an instant, 5,000 undead rained down, landing behind the orc army. They quickly stood up and launched an attack on the orcs.

The orcs had already failed to break through the undead’s front lines and couldn’t even reach Gemini City’s moat. Now, with the undead attacking from behind, they had to pull back to protect the portal.

If the portal was destroyed, their retreat would be cut off.

What the orcs didn’t realize was that this was part of Arthas’s plan. If they had intended to destroy the teleportation array, they would have done so from the start. The array was left intact to continuously draw in orc reinforcements, providing a steady stream of experience points.

The orcs, unaware of this, believed they were losing because they were outnumbered.

Soon, more orc warriors poured out of the portal, bringing reinforcements.

Two more orc chieftains appeared, making a total of six. These orc warriors were the elite troops from six orc camps.

Now, the orcs outnumbered the undead and began to push the front lines towards Gemini City. The six orc chieftains smiled, seeing a glimmer of hope for victory.

But then they noticed something strange. The undead that the orc warriors had killed were reassembling and coming back to life.

Seeing this, the six chieftains joined the battle alongside other Monarch level orcs, causing the undead to start losing ground.

“Aren’t we going to join the fight?” Xiao Hui asked anxiously, watching the undead retreat and the orcs advance towards Gemini City.

“Wait a bit longer,” Arthas said calmly. It could see that this was the full strength of the orc attack.

If they continued to hold back, they might attract even stronger enemies. To maximize their gains, they needed to wait until the orcs had fully deployed before cutting off their retreat.

Soon, the flow of orcs from the green teleportation array dwindled. All the troops from the six orc camps were now present.

The orcs had crossed the moat and were at the city walls.

It was time!

“Full attack! Destroy the enemy’s teleportation array!” Arthas shouted. The last part was directed at the Monarch level undead, as only they had the power to do so.

At Arthas’s command, the remaining tens of thousands of undead in Gemini City leaped from the walls, exiting the city in a simple and brutal manner, without using the gates.

Nearly thirty Monarch level undead also surged out, attacking the orcs outside the city.

Domains unfolded in the air, crushing all enemies within.

Most of the Monarch level undead were liches, powerful and highly skilled in control.

In an instant, two liches easily killed a Monarch level orc. A shadow teleported in, and the surrounding death energy thickened. The Death Spirit’s true form had swapped places with a clone, immediately summoning the corpses of the fallen Monarch orcs.

Three lv6 liches and other lower-level liches charged at the six orc chieftains.

The six orc camps had only brought about twenty Monarch level orcs, while the undead, including four race kings and the Xiao siblings, had nearly thirty.

This wasn’t a fair one-on-one fight. As soon as a low-level Monarch orc died, the Death Spirit would summon it to undead, gradually tipping the balance in favor of the undead.

The Death Spirit split into four clones, each merging with a race king. They were enveloped in eerie black mist, their levels increasing by one, and their attacks now carried death energy and soul damage.

This was just the Death Spirit’s clones. If it canceled all clones and used its true form, the four race kings’ levels would increase by two.

Arthas, now lv4 Monarch, was no longer a mere lv3. This was the dividing line between lower and mid-level Monarchs.

Arthas plunged its sword into the ground, instantly freezing the area in an icy domain, killing all nearby orcs with Bone Magic.

While the orcs struggled with their opponents, Arthas was unstoppable. It flew into the air, heading for the orc portal.

A massive icy blade cut through everything, destroying the orc portal.

The six orc chieftains looked on in despair, realizing this was the true strength of the city.

They had never stood a chance against this combined force.

The key issue was that the orc warriors were the only ones participating in the attack. The orc priests, who could deal soul damage, were absent. Each camp typically had only one priest, who wasn’t meant for combat.

This made it difficult for the Monarch level orcs to kill the undead, especially since they were facing such enemies for the first time.

The orc chieftains’ morale broke. They lost the will to fight and only wanted to escape. They didn’t want to die here.

One chieftain raised his giant axe, his arms bulging with veins as green energy flowed into the weapon.

With a powerful swing, the ground cracked, and a massive energy slash surged towards Gemini City, killing any undead in its path. Even some Monarch level undead struggled to withstand it.

Most Monarch level undead were mages or assassins, making it hard to block a warrior’s attack head-on.

But then, Crane appeared, his blade engulfed in flames. He stood firm, forming a black barrier in front of him.

Crane, at lv3 Monarch , was going to block the orc chieftain’s attack!