Asolivis. In the undead language, it referred to "Aso's Eternal Rest." And now, this was the name of a new city.
Ever since a large number of undead descended from the Six Main Planes, the six Pillars of Light, which were strategic locations of the Forest of Dreams, were under heavy protection. What sort of protection could possibly compare to an impregnable fortress city? And so, under the Undead Emperors' command, a new city was constructed. This city faced the Forest of Dreams from far away, yet strangely coexisted peacefully.
The Forest of Dreams and Asolivis, Nightrain City, and the frontlines' Tombstone City. Apart from the "small skirmishes" by the adventurers, it could be said that the eastern battlefront was peaceful. But at the same time, the western battlefront was in a heated tug-of-war.
Asolivis was the largest city in terms of dimensional teleportation, as well as the headquarters of the six major Undead Planes in the world of Aichy. Although the Undead Emperors were still unable to descend upon Asolivis, the Undead Emperors didn't care about the costs involved. Thus, Myth and Saint-ranked Undead Lords were quite common. With the support of the Dimensional Doors, even ordinary SemiGods wouldn't be able to do anything to them.
And the first city lord of Asolivis was Davi Soko, a Demonic Ghost Lord from the Desecration Plane.
Although Demonic Ghosts were the evolved version of corpse eaters, they still weren't considered high-level undead. Compared to their distant relatives, Demonic Ghosts' venom and stench were far deadlier. But due to their ugly appearance and bloodthirsty nature, Demonic Ghosts weren't well-received even in the Undead Country.
Davi had been able to become an Undead Lord despite being a low-level undead. Then, the Undead Emperors had entrusted him with the important task of Asolivis, which meant many things about Davi.
Davi's slyness and intelligence made him famous right after he became a high-level undead. "An undead that's most similar to Emperor Aso's slyness." This was the best description of Aso's personality. If any other Undead Emperor had been compared to a lowly low-level Demonic Ghost, that Undead Emperor would likely have been furious, and might even have directly destroyed the Undead Emperor out of anger. However, Aso only laughed out loud when he heard this, and he really did accept Aso as his disciple.
Davey didn't disappoint his grateful colleagues. Under Aso's tutelage, Davey managed to progress step by step from high-level to Myth rank. And now, the Undead Emperors had entrusted Asolivis to him. Apart from their trust in his personal abilities, it was also because of Aso's friendship with Aso.
Asolivis did an excellent job after he took office. He managed Asolivis quite well, and a total of six levels of the city had been constructed. The outer three levels were all made up of low-level undead, with mid-level undead scattered throughout. The high-level undead in the inner city were just as prosperous as the human capital.
But no matter which area it was, there would always be a large number of Soul-Summoning Towers. Ghouls, ghouls, skeletons, and other low-level undead would be constantly awakened and summoned. The high-level undead would then lead these low-level undead to the frontlines like herds of cattle, where they would then become cannon fodder for Nightrain City's frontlines.
Undead mages were also busily working and experimenting at the top of the Soul-Summoning Towers. All sorts of mid-level and low-level undead materials were given to them. With the aura from the Undead Planes and the support from the Soul-Summoning Towers, all sorts of specially modified and advanced undead soon left their laboratories. The undead now had the backbone of the middle-level undead army.
Battles of attrition and fatigue were always the most suitable for the undead. It was common for an entire army of undead to have a single high-level undead, which would be more than enough to cause a tremendous amount of trouble for the defending human armies. Even worse was the fact that the undead constantly attacked day and night. Humans needed to rest, but the undead didn't. Although most of the undead were cannon fodder that didn't pose much of a threat, the high-level undead mixed in would always cause casualties. If the undead slacked off, it was likely that a truly fatal attack would immediately arrive.
Even if the undead had already taken turns to rest, their fatigue would still accumulate, and their injuries wouldn't be able to recover in a short period of time. And once the undead were on the battlefield, no matter how many supplies and healing resources they had, they would all be used up in a short period of time.
It was said that Nightrain City had already been forced to send out the Dragon Knight several times to wipe out the undead's skeleton army. Unfortunately, it wasn't very effective. Even if the undead's dragon breath cleared out the battlefield, the undead would soon be filled in again.
The undead were slow and sluggish, but there was no end to them. Perhaps the undead would be able to obtain victory after victory against them, but the undead would unknowingly lose all of their comrades. In the end, the undead would use up all their stamina and mana, causing them to collapse in a pile of corpses. This was how the undead had conquered so many cities over the countless years. The dead in battle would become new nourishment for the undead, making the Undead Calamity even more ferocious than before.
The undead were quite patient. They continued to accumulate strength, as this was only the appetizer. Meanwhile, the hunters in the east began to attempt to stop and restrain the undead heading to the frontlines in order to reduce the pressure on Nightrain City's defenses. And so, battles had already broken out everywhere along the way.
But right now, as the flames of war continued to burn, Asolivis welcomed two esteemed guests. Even the city lord Davi personally came to greet them.
The two guests were two handsome youths. One was slightly older and had long hair, while the younger one wore a red headscarf. However, the similarity between the two of them was that they were so handsome that they didn't seem human at all. Their abnormally well-toned muscles seemed to glow with a golden light, and their dazzling golden hair shone like the sun. Their blue eyes seemed to have the milky way swirling in them, and they walked through the air as if they were standing on flat ground. They seemed like heroes from the legends.
"Esteemed Lord Hartley, Lord Yins, it's fortunate that you've come to visit us with your mortal physiques. Otherwise, it would have been quite difficult for me to find chairs suitable for your physiques."
The old demon had a hunched back and was wearing a black cape. He held a walking stick, making him seem just like an old man who could collapse at any moment. However, he wasn't nervous in the slightest when facing these two Gods. In fact, he even started to joke around.
"Ha, no need to be so polite. Since those False Gods are capable of sending out incarnations to travel the mortal plane, how could we, who are stronger than them, possibly be trapped in mere stone statues? "
"… Little brats, we don't have much patience. Let's talk about working together. You filthy undead, just when do you intend to conquer the Bardi Empire's capital!? Release our seals! "
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Hunting in small teams was a rather nostalgic concept.
In this boundless world, individual powerful individuals were far more powerful than ordinary soldiers. However, apart from an extremely small number of Golden Bloodlines and naturally powerful species, most powerful individuals had to take things one step at a time to reach their current level.
Small teams would forever be the most basic and important unit in this world where individual heroism was the most prevalent. A small team's cooperation would directly affect an adventurer's evaluation. There were also job classes like Thieves and Bards that specialized in teamwork. Even mid-sized mercenary groups would have their members work together in small teams when carrying out missions.
And if there was a high-difficulty mission that required a large team to carry out, experienced and reputable adventurers would gather multiple small teams to work together. Even if they could occasionally split up their teams based on their job classes due to special circumstances, it was impossible to count on them to listen to military orders. It would be fine if the battle was going well, but if the battle was going badly, it would be difficult to guarantee their loyalty.
No matter how strong a soldier was, they wouldn't be qualified to be an adventurer if they couldn't be trusted. This was also why ordinary adventurer teams would forever only be able to do some supporting work during large-scale military operations.
But sometimes, as long as they were used well, these mercenary teams that were skilled in small-scale battles would be able to make use of their individual strengths and become vanguard troops that far surpassed any regular army.
And for this major operation, the wood spirits had hired a large number of small teams in addition to their own elite teams to carry out undead hunting missions. The wood spirits would be the hunters of the undead, as well as the bait to attract the undead's attention. If these small teams were ambushed or lost contact with the wood spirits, the wood spirits would know that the undead had come looking for them. The adventurers would then become the first line of defense.
After all, if the wood spirits' plan was fully carried out, it was likely that all the undead would be alerted. At that time, it was likely that even the undead in Asolivis would come out in full force.
And my small team was one of them. Our mission was to hunt the undead.
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