The skeletal warriors raised the Netherworld Sacred Blade in their hands and opened their jaws. They let out a soundless roar that came from their souls as azure blue light floated gracefully.
The army of the undead was densely packed, with no end in sight. Under the leadership of the powerful undead monsters of the Sanctuary-realm, they strode forward and attacked the enemy of the undead race, the source of evil, the Dark Terminator!
Roar!
A chilly aura of death filled the air, accompanied by a unique dragon aura. An undead dragon's corpse spread its wings and glided past quickly. The terrifying aura disappeared in a flash. That was the Netherworld Dragon Bone, the pinnacle existence of the undead tribe.
At this moment, the Netherworld Dragon Bone, which was rarely seen in the sea of undead creatures of the Stairway Mountain, swarmed out in droves. Their shadows glided past the heads of the undead creatures one after another, causing the already high spirits of the undead army to become even more excited and almost enter a berserk state.
"We will be the final guardians of this world. No one can defeat the awakened undead tribe, even if he is the legendary God of Destruction!"
The sacred-level death knight raised the Death Sword high up, and the undead army under his command surged past him like a tide. This was the guidance of the will of the Nether God in the sky. For the great undead will of the Netherworld, for the glory of the sea of undead creatures of the Stairway Mountain, what harm was there in dying!?
Clatter clatter clatter …
The metallic chains clashed with each other, accompanied by the roars of a wild boar. Its body was stitched together like a chimera from the Sorcerers World. This hill-like sacred-level abomination was filled with the poisonous aura of the plague. Every step it took caused the surrounding ground to rumble. Behind it was an army of thousands of ghouls that crawled like lizards.
It was a disgusting pile of rotting fat!
The sacred-level abomination's fat head and huge ears stared at the sacred-level death knight beneath its feet with a pair of bean-like eyes.
"I heard that many sacred-level lords have fallen in front of us. We can slow down the war between us. Hmph, it would be best if you died too."
On its round, fat belly, there was a huge mouth full of fangs as it let out a strange laugh. The rows of fangs were like sawteeth, and they were arranged in a spiral shape. From time to time, some dark green pus would leak out, and it was incomparably stinky.
Under the metal helmet, the dark red eyes stared at the sacred-level abomination butcher. They had been rivals for thousands of years, and neither could do anything to the other. Now that they were facing a common enemy, although they were still hostile towards each other, they fully trusted each other's strength!
Above the nether dragon skeletons were the lofty Breath Condensation Underworld Gods. They were as dazzling as bright stars and emitted the supreme cold Breath Condensation Law Will. They followed the great Ten Thousand Bones Underworld God together with thousands of Underworld Gods and spread the Undead Disaster Blessing.
As far as these sacred-level undead could see, the huge army led by the sacred-level undead under the command of Breath of the Underworld God was already their limit.
According to legend, although Breath of the Underworld God was only a mid-level deity, he was once an outstanding being among the many deities in the endless Undead Sea. Until one day, several unknown Evil Gods barged into the Sky Ladder Mountain and were discovered by Breath of the Underworld God. One of the Evil Gods gathered his unparalleled divine might and actually chopped off one of Breath of the Underworld God's arms, successfully escaping from Breath of the Underworld God's pursuit. Breath of the Underworld God, whose divine body was injured, never recovered. Until now, he didn't have a special position in the Underworld God System.
Buzz …
Suddenly!
The death knights and the sacred-level abominations, who were leading the huge army forward, felt the endless army of undead in front of them fall like dominoes. Their souls were shattered, their bones scattered, and they fell one after another, as if they were infected with the world's most terrifying plague.
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar, roar, roar …
The nether dragon bones howled and fell from the sky, smashing into the nether dust of the celestial mountain.
Everything happened too suddenly!
"That's …"
The death knights and the sacred-level abominations were both shocked. There were many sacred-level beings in the army in front of them, but they suddenly collapsed like the low-level undead. Moreover, they were continuously approaching the two of them.
"Destroy! World! Destroyer! "
Although they kept saying that they wanted to conquer the source of evil, the world destroyer, when the vast and boundless pressure descended from the sky, the entire world seemed to collapse. The death knights and the abominations were only left with their bodies trembling instinctively. That was the trembling that came from the depths of their souls. The suppression of life made the death knights and the abominations only see the purest black and white in their souls. The changes in the world became slower and slower, slower and slower, and finally, it completely stopped.
The death knights and the abominations were also like the endless army of undead in front of them, their souls collapsing.
…
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!"
Cold darkness filled the air. At this moment, in Grimm's eyes, the sea of undead army on the Sky Ladder Mountain was divided into five layers.
The bottom layer was the endless army of undead. Their numbers were endless, but they could not pose any threat to him, who possessed the infinite power of the Dimensional Ball.
Above this army of undead were the nether dragon bones. They were relatively rare, but as the peak evolution of low-level life forms, Grimm had to use his magic waves to sweep them away.
Above them were the God of the Underworld, whose life forms had undergone a qualitative change.
As the third layer of the army of undead, there were hundreds of them. They were the backbone of the unparalleled war, and they were also the main class that Grimm was expending his energy to massacre.
As for the fourth layer, there was only one on the battlefield, and that was the God of the Underworld. He was trying his best to show his deterrence, so that the most terrifying terminator on the battlefield would not completely ignore him. That was a terrifying life form that was truly above the battlefield.
"Condense breath to destroy the god. Back then, my Senior Sister chopped off one of your arms. Today, I will inherit her will and erase you."
Crackle, crackle!
The black electric arc tore through time and space. It was as though the God of Thunder had descended upon the world. The God of the Underworld, the Hydra Wrath, the Secluded Spring, and Grimm had been chased to the brink of death. He looked up in shock. He could not believe that in just over 10,000 years, those inferior Evil Gods that had descended from the dimensional rift to the main continent had grown to such an extent!
What kind of absurd rules did the dimensional world they were in have? Did they not have the concept of time?
Ever since Grimm had arrived on the Elysium Continent, he had personally killed countless gods. The God of the Underworld was just one of them. Faced with the mighty power of the Destructive Energy that pierced through heaven and earth, it had no way of resisting. It did not even make a sound before it was penetrated by the pitch-black Destructive Electric Arc and perished on the battlefield of the Sky Ladder Mountain.
Pfft …
A huge, bottomless pit appeared on the Sky Ladder Mountain. It became the 31st pit that Grimm had created during his massacre. It sat crookedly on the Sky Ladder Mountain.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
