Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Changes of the Elven Race
Alex then proceeded to the area in the outer city where the Auxiliary Barracks were located. Most of the barracks in the undead Imperial Capital housed troops that were beneficial to the empire’s development.

The miscellaneous troop types were stationed in other cities.

The undead empire had very few vassal troops, only a handful, such as hobgoblins and the dream race.

Alex had now reached Emperor level, and although the Auxiliary Barracks only summoned one troop per day, they were elite units one level below her own, meaning King level.

Unfortunately, Alex had only reached Emperor level after the ceasefire with the Beastman Empire, so these King level vassal troops hadn’t been able to assist Xiao Hui and the others.

After months of recovery, the total population of these subjugated races had exceeded one hundred thousand.

However, Alex no longer needed them to die to provide her with experience points. Deploying King level and Monarch level troops was sufficient.

Currently, Emperor level combat power was the key to victory against the Beastmen. Alex sat down, lost in thought.

How could she eliminate one of the enemy’s Emperor level alphas and then transform them into an asset for her own side? If they engaged in a full-scale war, the enemy’s Sovereign level Archalpha would definitely intervene.

With Alex only at Emperor level, she wouldn’t have the opportunity to do anything else while holding back the Archalpha.

“It seems we need to wait a little longer. Once Ice Cream and Ruby break through to Emperor level, victory will be assured.”

Alex decided to play it safe. She couldn’t afford to be reckless.

The absence of a single Emperor level combatant would not only put their high-end forces at a disadvantage but could also lead to a complete collapse on the lower-level battlefields.

The enemy had five Emperor level beings, while Alex currently only had two under her command. It wasn’t enough.

Over the next few days, Alex summoned Ruby and began guiding her towards breaking through to Emperor level. Ruby had two potential spheres to master, both of which Alex possessed.

Torin was also summoned back to guide Death Spirit’s breakthrough. As for Ice Cream, Alex couldn’t help him. She wasn’t familiar with the dragon race, so he had to rely on himself.

Furthermore, they needed time to replenish their Fortress Essence Shards. The undead fortresses they had left behind in the Beastman Empire’s territory had likely been destroyed by now.

As for undead fusion technology, it seemed to have hit a bottleneck after the creation of the Death Dragon.

No matter how hard Sophie tried, she couldn’t fuse any other troop types.

They currently had five fused troop types: Warlord Skull, Shadow Specter, Roaring Zombie, Fearless Warrior, and Death Dragon.

The remaining troop types, such as Destroyers, zombie titans, and liches, had a level cap of Emperor level, so there was no urgent need to fuse them.

Instead, they needed to focus on researching troop types with a King level cap, such as Gargoyles, Necromancers, and Ghouls.

Alex advised Sophie not to rush. These troop fusions weren’t their current priority. She needs to pay more attention to the movements of other races through the Liberty Church.

Under Alex’s guidance, the undead empire steadily developed, enjoying a period of relative stability.

Until one day, Lilith’s sudden arrival shattered the peace.

Looking at their long-lost ally, Alex knew that she must be facing some kind of trouble.

But the Sea Race had retreated. What other race on the Arsen continent could threaten the fallen angels’ kingdom, located on the coast?

“Miss Alex, I want to express my gratitude once more. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be standing here today, having this casual conversation with you.”

Lilith’s first words upon seeing Alex were of thanks.

“You’re welcome. We’re allies. It’s only natural to help each other.”

Alex never tired of war. Her troops were undead, after all.

At the mention of the word “ally,” a bitter smile crossed Lilith’s face. They could no longer be considered true allies. They had only survived thanks to Alex’s help.

“I’ve come to share some important information.” Lilith’s tone turned serious. She found the matter highly suspicious. “Remember the elf Tree of Life I mentioned before?”

Alex nodded, urging her to continue.

“The Mother Tree has been fused with the king of the light elf clan. He’s broken through his level cap and is now at Emperor level.”

But that wasn’t the main point Lilith wanted to convey.

“With the Mother Tree gone, all the other Trees of Life in the elf kingdoms have withered. The light elf clan, along with several elf kings, have abandoned their territories and joined the Holy Court!”

Alex frowned. What was going on?

“What about the forest elf?”

Alex was referring to the forest elf king who had submitted to Lilith.

“I had him also join the Holy Court. He can continue to provide me with information covertly. I doubt even the angels and the Holy Court can detect the system’s submission contract.”

Lilith explained. It was a clever move.

The angels couldn’t detect traces of the system’s power. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be limited to pseudo-godhood.

“But that’s not the strangest part. They took almost all the powerful elves with them, leaving behind only the dark elves and some commoners from other races.”

“They only left the dark elves?”

Alex pondered this. She vaguely recalled that the dark elf king had perished during the war with the humans.

There should only be a few Monarch level dark elves and some commoners left.

Perhaps they were deemed useless, or maybe the Angel race simply despised all dark creatures.

Without the Mother Tree, the dark elves could no longer reproduce. Their extinction was only a matter of time.

Alex’s first thought was that she could completely subjugate the dark elf clan, and then use the system to build an Auxiliary Barrack.

But then she wondered, why could the system create races in the first place?

After some thought, an idea formed in her mind. The system’s divine nature must be the God of Creation!

But shouldn’t the God of Creation only be able to create life within its own world?

Wait, what if planet Astralon was his world?

Perhaps the system wasn’t the invader. Perhaps the World’s Heart was the one who had usurped control!

Come to think of it, the origins of all the races on the planet Astralon seemed to be connected to the system. Perhaps summoning lords from Earth was his way of fighting back against the invader.

If that was the case, was the system actually the good guy?