Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Kill the enemy for our great Queen
On the battlefield, the Reaper Guard was the most efficient at killing enemies, thanks to its lv9 Monarch strength, leaving it virtually unmatched.

The Reaper Guard’s ability to easily kill the orc Chieftain was due not only to its high level but also to the enhancements provided by Death Spirit.

Death Spirit played a crucial and powerful support role on the battlefield. However, this also meant that Death Spirit couldn’t summon the orc corpses into undead in a timely manner, as it had split into over eighty Clones, consuming a significant amount of energy. Even at lv9, possessing and enhancing over eighty Monarchs was taxing.

At this moment, more than seventy Monarch level orcs had been slain, and Death Spirit released some of the possessed undead to focus on another task: summoning undead.

On the eastern battlefield, the undead had gained the upper hand over the orcs. The six race kings, along with liches and necromancers, began using their summoning powers.

Instantly, the aura of death enveloped the battlefield, and tens of thousands of gray magic circles appeared.

Countless skeletons, bone dragons, ghost dragons, and other undead emerged from all directions. In just a few breaths, the number of undead on the battlefield doubled, turning the original hundred thousand undead army into a terrifying three hundred thousand!

Meanwhile, the orc army had dwindled to just over a hundred thousand, and their numbers continued to plummet.

The Orc King on the western side immediately noticed this. Seeing the undead numbers double in an instant, his pupils trembled slightly—not out of fear, but because he had never encountered such a troublesome enemy. Despite their weak individual strength, they were incredibly persistent, like an endless swarm of locusts.

The Orc King, while fighting, observed these newly summoned undead and realized they were emerging from the corpses of orc warriors!

A bad premonition struck the Orc King. If the undead had such a unique ability, why hadn’t they summoned earlier?

These Standard undead were very weak and had little impact on the battle. Why had they been hidden until now?

As the Orc King pondered, he casually killed a Monarch Undead and suddenly had an unbelievable thought.

Why would a force with over a hundred Monarch levels not have a King level leader?

If they could summon Standard level undead, could they also summon Monarch level undead?

Seeing the few remaining Monarch Undead before him, the Orc King decided to ignore them. He shot into the sky, heading towards the eastern battlefield.

At that moment, nearly twenty Monarch Orcs on the eastern battlefield had yet to be killed, but some Monarch Undead had already been summoned. The number of Monarch Undead there now exceeded a hundred.

“The Orc King is coming!”

As soon as the Orc King took off, Death Spirit informed all the Monarch Undead through its Clones.

The remaining Monarch undead on the battlefield began converging towards the eastern side. Countless undead surged forward, fearlessly charging at the Orc King.

In the sky, the Orc King wore an expression of anger and surprise. These undead continually brought new shocks. Not only could they summon Standard Undead, but they could also summon Monarch Undead.

The Orc King finally realized he had fallen into the undead’s trap. He had been deliberately lured to the western battlefield, giving the enemy time to summon Monarch undead.

Facing the incoming Standard undead, the Orc King casually waved his weapon, killing hundreds at a time.

But more and more undead swarmed towards him like locusts, making the Orc King increasingly irritable. He swung his weapon forcefully, a sharp axe light obliterating them all.

He then landed heavily, the ground cracking like a spiderweb beneath him. Green energy blades swept across the area, forming a storm that instantly killed all nearby undead, leaving none standing.

The Orc King expanded his domain, crushing everything in his path, and slowly advanced towards the gathering Monarch Undead.

The undead hoped to exhaust the Orc King’s Mana Points with weak Standard undead, but the Orc King saw through this simple tactic and didn’t care.

The gap between King level and Monarch level was vast.

The six race kings watched in silence. The orc army was dwindling, and the Orc King had become the enemy they had to face head-on. Through the recent summoning, the number of Monarch undead exceeded one hundred again. These Monarch undead gathered around, encircling the Orc King, ready to fight to the death.

The remaining twenty-plus Monarch Orcs gathered around the Orc King, but he dismissed them.

“Go kill the others. I can handle these Monarch undead alone.”

As soon as the Orc King spoke, his eyes began to glow red, and red energy surged around him. His domain turned from green to red, and his giant axe was enveloped in red energy.

The Orc King entered a berserk state, stomping the ground and disappearing in an instant.

“Prepare for battle!”

Arthas warned the undead as the Orc King vanished. Suddenly, his pupils contracted—the Orc King had appeared behind him, killing a lv7 Monarch level Reaper Guard with a single axe strike.

The Orc King charged forward, beginning his slaughter.

The surrounding Monarch Undead quickly reacted, launching a coordinated attack on the Orc King.

It seemed like the undead were surrounding the Orc King, but in reality, no one could stop him.

With a roar, the Orc King unleashed his domain power, sending hundreds of axe blades sweeping across the battlefield, striking the surrounding undead.

Red light filled the area, some undead were sent flying, some blocked the attacks, and others were killed instantly.

The Orc King not only had immense offensive power but also a red energy armor that protected him from the undead’s attacks. Only a few undead could injure him, but the Orc King was too quick, giving them no chance to get close.

Crane, waiting on the periphery, was one of the few who could harm the Orc King.

But just as Crane prepared to attack, a barrier suddenly appeared, rapidly expanding in the battlefield’s center, isolating all the undead.

The Orc King vanished from the undead’s sight.

Inside the barrier were only six undead: Crane, Arthas, John, Riven, Arthur, and Azure.

“You must be their leaders? Too bad you’re too weak.”

The Orc King’s eyes glowed crimson. Within his realm, unless another King level realm clashed with it, no creature trapped inside could escape or break free.

This was the Orc King’s confidence and the true gap between Monarch level and King level.

The power of the realm could lock down targets, making it irrelevant how many Monarch levels attacked. With the realm’s power, he could come and go as he pleased, killing whoever he wanted.

The six race kings found themselves in the Orc King’s realm, their expressions grim. Despite Alex’s warnings about the terrifying abilities of a King level, they had no choice but to confront the Orc King head-on.

The six race kings stood in a strange space enveloped by red and green energy, seemingly endless and empty, with only the Orc King standing silently, holding his giant axe.

Arthas, Crane, and John gripped their weapons tightly, while Arthur, Riven, and Azure hovered in the air, eyes fixed on the Orc King.

“Delay him as long as possible.”

Arthas’s voice was low. He didn’t utter naive words about killing the Orc King. They were mid-level Monarchs at best, and even if they were all lv9 Monarchs, they wouldn’t be confident in killing him.

“For the Great Queen!”

Crane roared, and in an instant, the six race kings charged forward.

Outside the realm, Xiao Mu and Xiao Hui on the wall were terrified by what they saw.

The Orc King’s power was overwhelming!

“The six race kings and the Orc King have disappeared!”

Xiao Hui, observing the battlefield, suddenly exclaimed. She saw the energy surging around the Orc King, enveloping the six race kings and making them vanish.

Xiao Mu saw it too, his eyes fixed on where the six race kings had disappeared, his brow furrowed.

“This must be some King level ability!”

Xiao Mu made a quick decision, jumping off the wall and diving into the battlefield below. The six race kings were likely trapped, and the only thing they could do now was kill as many orcs as possible to provide Alex with experience points.

“Don’t just stand there, kill the enemy! Only if your queen ascends to King level do we have a chance to win!”

Xiao Mu teleported into the midst of the undead, shouting to remind them.

“Kill the enemy for our great Queen!”

Death Spirit’s voice echoed in the ears of All Undead. With their strength, they couldn’t break the realm. Staying here to try and rescue the six race kings would be a waste of time. It was better to kill the enemy quickly.

With reminders from Death Spirit and Xiao Mu, nearly a hundred Monarch Undead quickly dispersed, attacking the surrounding orc army.

At this point, the orc army had dwindled to less than a hundred thousand, with only about twenty Monarch Orcs left. Without the Orc King’s help, they were no match for over a hundred Monarch Undead and the three hundred thousand undead army.

Seeing the undead charging, the orc army showed fear, instinctively stepping back.

But their king hadn’t given the order to retreat. As long as the Orc King didn’t order a retreat, the orcs would fight the undead to the death.

Xiao Hui also joined the battlefield, knowing that time was of the essence. They had to kill as many enemies as possible to help Alex ascend to King level.

Inside the realm, the six race kings were still fighting the Orc King. Rather than fighting, it was more about desperately trying to delay him.

The race kings understood that if the Orc King didn’t leave the realm, the orc army outside would surely be defeated.

The Orc King understood this too, which is why he was going all out from the start, aiming to kill them all. The Orc King even speculated that once the six race kings were dead, the undead they had summoned might also perish.

Of course, the Orc King didn’t know that the undead were loyal to Alex first and the six race kings second. This was just his speculation. In reality, the death of the six race kings wouldn’t affect the undead army.

Inside the realm, the six race kings seemed silenced, unable to use their skills or magic, while also enduring the corrosive power of the Orc King’s realm.

Endless red and green blades swept across the area, causing great trouble for the six race kings.

Azure and Riven, being ethereal undead, were particularly vulnerable. Silenced and assaulted by the blade storm, they were injured and lost their combat effectiveness before even engaging the Orc King.

The remaining four race kings faced the Orc King alone, the pressure mounting.

Crane, with his strong body, resisted the realm’s power and slashed at the Orc King. But the Orc King’s giant axe came down, instantly destroying Crane’s weapon and splitting it in two.

The giant axe cut into Crane’s shoulder, sinking into his chest. Just as it was about to cleave him in half, John and Arthas attacked from both sides, forcing the Orc King to withdraw his axe to block their strikes.

Crane avoided being bisected, but his right arm was severed, leaving him gravely injured. The Orc King didn’t finish him off, knowing that Crane would die within three minutes from the realm’s corrosion.

The Orc King kicked John in the chest, sending bones flying and scattering him.

The giant axe slashed diagonally, and Arthas blocked with Frostmourne. Though he deflected the axe, the immense force sent him flying.

The Orc King moved to pursue, but Arthur attacked from the sky, relying on his body to fight without skills.

Before Arthur could get close, a red and green axe light severed his wings. Arthur opened his jaws to devour the enemy, but the Orc King raised his left hand, and the realm’s protective power isolated him.

Boom!

The red and green realm energy erupted, the massive shockwave shattering Arthur like John, scattering his bones.

In just one move, four race kings were severely injured by the Orc King.

Arthas struggled to stand, looking at the other kings. They were all gravely injured, their soul flames weakening under the realm’s corrosion, on the brink of death.

Delaying time seemed laughable in the face of a King level enemy.

Before Arthas could steady himself, the Orc King charged at him. The Orc King had timed it perfectly; by the time he killed Arthas, the other undead would have succumbed to the realm’s corrosion.