Roar, roar, roar …
Skeletons and zombies exuded a dense aura of death. The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, stifling one's breath. The Sea of Undead on the Elysium Continent numbered in the hundreds of millions. One could see how tragic the ancient war was.
There were countless gigantic ancient undead creatures. As the tide of undead swarmed forward, the omniscient rule of the Nether God formed by the dark clouds of death in the sky also charged out of its original sphere of influence.
Among the army of undead, there were four tiny creatures from a foreign world. Moreover, they were also suffused with the aura of death from the Nine Underworlds Spring. It was difficult to detect them.
Needless to say, among the four, the Secluded Spring of the Sword of Destruction looked very much like some of the undead zombies from the ancient war …
"This time, the Nether God Bone Crocodile launched the Undead Calamity. After so many years of accumulation, it seems that the accumulated aura of death is enough to transform a new batch of low-level undead creatures. Hiss, as time goes on, the Elysium Continent will one day become the Nether God Continent!"
Among the strongest Nether Gods in the Sea of Undead, there was a level-six creature. It was the Nether God Bone Crocodile.
"I haven't tasted fresh flesh for ten thousand years …"
The Undead Lords with intelligence had just awakened from their long slumber and were extremely excited.
Hmm?
Grimm discovered something strange. Once the soul fire of these undead creatures was attached to an ancient corpse and resurrected, it could easily last for ten thousand years. For low-level creatures, this had obviously broken some of the balanced laws of the Endless World.
This made Grimm think of the Sorcerer World.
It was said that within Sky City, there were some Mechanical Celestial Sorcerers who were heavily injured and recuperating after the ancient war. Could there be some internal connection between the two?
After all, for the so-called undead creatures, many of the Sorcerer World's ghost worlds had similar forms of life.
"Did you guys notice that these undead creatures that crawled out from the cracks in the ground are far stronger than the undead creatures on the surface?"
The Sword of Destruction said in a low voice. At this moment, three sounds of "xiu", "xiu", "xiu", "xiu", "xiu", flew past the sky. The three Gods of the Underworld flew past the dark clouds of death together. They didn't pay any attention to the undead on the ground.
Like the surrounding dead souls, after watching these Underworld Gods leave, Grimm and the Heart of the Nether were attracted by the Destruction Sword's words. However, Hydra Wrath suddenly let out a chuckle and said gloomily, "I'm afraid this has something to do with the rich Ethyltitanium Magnetic Slag in this world's Earth Vein!"
As he spoke, Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer opened his palm.
Over the past month or so, Hydra Wrath had used his understanding of the repulsive and attractive forces to absorb the subtle black energy in this world. At this time, he was slowly releasing it for everyone to observe.
"Ethylium-titanium magnetic slag?"
Even with Grimm's knowledge of alchemy, he had never heard of this so-called titanium magnetic slag.
However, there was one thing that was certain. This titanium magnetic slag was obviously a natural mineral with an extremely high density.
"This is a rare substance I found in a primitive world during my time as a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer. It has the effect of Marrow Melting. These undead creatures are obviously different from the ordinary creatures in the Wandering Soul World."
Oh?
The surprised voice came from the Destruction Sword Stigmata Sorcerer.
"Then why don't you go to this world's Earth Vein to have a look?"
Shaking his head, Hydra Wrath said, "With the body of us Stigmata Sorcerers, it's almost impossible to sneak into this foreign world. As for digging holes, not to mention the countless Underworld God's Temples here, just the surface layer under a hundred times gravity alone, without a Level-3 creature, I'm afraid you can't even dig a crack in the stone! "
In the advancing sea of undead, Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer let out a sigh.
At this moment, there was a rumble in the distance. It was an active volcano eruption. A large amount of volcanic ash, magma flow, and volcanic rocks gushed out, breaking through the dense clouds of death in the sky. Some flying gargoyles and carrion birds fell.
Under the Mask of Truth, the dual-colored eyes looked into the distance. Grimm's expression changed and said, "Maybe, we can sneak into the underground from there?"
Grimm was pointing at the active crater that was spewing magma.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom …
Chunks of volcanic rocks shot up into the sky and then fell. Some of them smashed not far from Grimm and the others. The splashing hot mud made a few low-level undead that were hurrying on their way tumble over.
A few skeletal undead were shattered. A soul fire in the skull pulsed helplessly. A few slightly stronger zombies stood up again. They looked for the enemy fiercely. After a while, they found nothing. They were once again affected by the will of the Undead Disaster and continued to hurry on their way. There was no wisdom to speak of at all.
Hydra Wrath picked up a piece of volcanic rock, his eyes flashing.
"As expected, such a high density of ethylene titanium magnetic slag is incredible! If we can conquer this world and use the countless Level-3 native creatures of this world to dig a mine that connects to the earth vein and transport the ethylene titanium vein to the Sorcerers World Core, we might be able to use the devouring characteristic of this world to delay the self-destruction process of the Sorcerers World Core. It's equivalent to adding a World Origin Technique to the Colorful Spacetime Seal! "
Hydra Wrath looked ahead boldly. The excitement in his words was so arrogant and ferocious.
Even Netherheart, Destruction Sword, and Grimm were shocked by Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer's boldness and arrogance.
"Let's go take a look!?"
Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer's question, after receiving a silent nod from the other three, no longer hesitating, the four inconspicuous little revenants silently changed their direction in the advancing sea of revenants, and walked towards this small volcano.
The impact of the blazing magma and the burning rocks was like the end of the world for low-level creatures. For the Stigmata Sorcerers, it was nothing.
They looked at each other. Hydra Wrath took the lead and climbed down first. The other three followed, still not daring to use magic.
Just as the four little ones climbed down from the crater of the volcano, a strong wave of will suddenly swept past from the crater. The four were shocked and curled up their bodies.
"What's going on, a Level-5 creature!?"
In the sky above the sea of undead, a Lord of the Underworld who was in a good mood saw the eruption of the volcano. After many low-level creatures were implicated, he decided to take the initiative and try to seal the erupting volcano with his own Divine Power.
However, when his will swept through the interior of the volcano, the eyes of the six-meter-tall little giant's decaying body flickered with a stunned light. He noticed the four strange little undead climbing down from the inside of the crater.
Even the Sanctuary-level undead could not withstand the high temperature of the lava. Therefore, even if he could not identify the nature of these four strange undead at first glance, he could still find the strangeness in them.
Concentrating his will, this Lord of the Underworld finally discovered the characteristics of these little undead creatures. After the shock, he sneered angrily. The large group of creature servants next to him were puzzled.
"Great Lord of the Underworld, what's going on down there?"
The ancient Sanctuary-level dragon bones more than thirty meters below the Lord of the Underworld asked.
"Hehehe, the Underworld Undead has launched the Undead Calamity to wreak havoc on the mainland. There are actually a few foreign evil gods who don't know what's good for them and sneaked into the Underworld. They're seeking their own death!"
Out of the four arms, the Lord of the Underworld stretched out one of his arms that was holding a scepter. Divine Power bloomed.
In the distance, the Lords of the Underworld who were doing nothing above the Undead Calamity looked over.
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