Necromancers hated going to Beastman controlled areas the most. In those places, they could at most stealthily dig out a large number of Beastman corpses from Beastman cemeteries. Those corpses were good materials for Undead transformation.
But unfortunately, the souls of those corpses had already returned to the embrace of the earth. Even the most powerful Necromancer could only transform Undead Beastmen into the most ordinary Skeleton Soldiers.
Even if the corpses of Beastmen powerhouses could transform into Undead, they would still be Skeleton Soldiers, just a bit stronger.
And these most ordinary Skeleton Soldiers were the most common cannon fodder for Necromancers. They were purely used for attrition in Undead sea tactics.
Moreover, Necromancers didn't dare to move the Beastman corpses that had been transformed into Ancestor Souls to continue protecting the tribe. As long as they transformed the corpses into Skeleton Soldiers, it would be the same as carrying a tracking device, waiting for the Beastmen to chase them down.
Thus, no matter how many Beastmen died in battle, the Beastmen never had to worry about the corpses turning into Undead and causing a disaster.
Seeing these countless Undead Beastmen for the first time, all the Beastmen were startled. None of them had any reaction as they saw the Undead rushing over.
The Great Sheikh's expression was very complicated. It was grief, but also gratification. Seeing the endless Undead surrounding them, the Great Sheikh took out Blood Fang's new Inheritance Totem.
The totem covered with the names of the Beastmen's ancestors seemed to be attracted by something. The totem blossomed with a gentle light, and the murmuring of countless souls echoed.
The numerous characters on the totem seemed to have come to life and kept squirming. It seemed that a large number of characters were tumbling to the surface of the totem.
"Brave Beastmen, I, Krom Bloodfang, have come to receive your souls. I hope your achievements will be remembered by all Beastmen, and I hope your souls can rest in peace."
The Great Sheikh held the Inheritance Totem as he loudly roared.
Then, the Great Sheikh started using his rough voice to chant an ancient Beastman ballad. This was a ballad used by Beastmen to praise their tribe's heroes after a war.
Vicissitudes, unyielding, the will to fight, the will to protect …
A group of Orc Wolf Riders pulled out their scimitars and cut their cheeks, letting the blood flow. They raised their scimitars and almost roared as they followed the Great Tribal Chief in chanting the ancient song of the Orcs.
Many of the humans were ready for battle. Dyrrhus even took out the cracked Shadow Cloak, ready to defend at any time.
Lin Yun looked at all of this in silence. He looked at the red-eyed Orcs and sighed softly in his heart.
They were hot-blooded and as steady as the earth. They would never retreat. Blood and scars were their medals. Only the strongest warriors would be respected and feared by their tribesmen. Cowards would be spurned by all the beastmen.
In the most ancient times, that ancient Legendary Beastman brandished his tattered totem and let out a roar that was engraved in the souls of all Beastmen.
The Orcs would never submit …
Unfortunately, only these most ancient Beastmen could be so pure. For the sake of their beliefs, for the sake of their tribe, their lives didn't matter.
In the current Noscent, some Beastmen were even famous for their craftiness.
Lin Yun shook his head and looked at those Undead. The fastest Undead were already four to five hundred meters away.
Suddenly, the Undead Beastmen at the forefront suddenly fell to the ground. The berserk Soul Fires in their skulls flew out of their eye sockets like fireflies and flew towards the Inheritance Totem in the Great Sheikh's hands.
As for those Undead Beastmen who lost their Soul Fires, their bodies seemed to have been weathered for countless years and instantly turned into ashes. Those ashes fell to the ground and quickly disappeared.
As long as the Undead walked within a kilometer of the Great Sheikh, their Soul Fires would take the initiative to fly out of their bodies and into the Inheritance Totem.
Every time a soul fire entered the Inheritance Totem, a name would light up on the surface of the Inheritance Totem. Then, the lit up name would roll along with the light of the totem pole and enter the inside of the totem pole. Then, even more names would roll from the inside of the totem pole to the surface of the totem pole.
It was as if those names were welcoming their master. Every time a name lit up, there would be a faint murmur.
The team slowly moved forward, and more and more Undead Beastmen appeared, and their ranks were also increasing.
None of the humans said anything. This scene was truly shocking. At this time, even the people who looked down on the Beastmen the most couldn't say anything to slander them.
"Merlin, aren't these Undead Beastmen not supposed to appear in front of the Beastmen? What's going on now? "
Anderfa floated to Lin Yun 'side and asked in a low voice.
Lin Yun shook his head.
"They are warriors, they aren't Undead."
After saying that, Lin Yun kept looking at the Undead army pouncing over wave after wave.
These Beastmen's souls were suppressing the Greater Raging Flame Overlord. Their bodies had turned into Undead, and the connection between their souls and bodies couldn't be severed.
As long as the Beastmen's souls suppressing the Greater Raging Flame Overlord didn't die, these Undead would never disappear. Even if they were killed and their bodies were burned to ashes, they would still resurrect and crawl out of the earth.
The endless aura of death, as well as those Beastmen's souls, and even their unyielding willpower, were the power supporting these Undead.
When those souls were still suppressing the Greater Raging Flame Overlord, these Undead, especially the High Undead, more or less had some memories of their previous lives. They didn't approach the Beastmen's tribes and didn't want the Beastmen to see them. This was completely normal.
These Undead Beastmen definitely didn't want the living Beastmen to know about them. But when those souls gathered together and formed a new Inheritance Totem, these Undead Beastmen would lose control and only leave behind pure instincts.
They would attack all living lifeforms, just like ordinary Undead.
In the legends, the birth of the Undead was due to their hatred towards the living. They would instinctively attack any living lifeform. This was an instinct, just like how humans needed to breathe.
Lin Yun already knew that the Undead would definitely appear, and this time, it was time for those ancient Beastmen's souls to thoroughly rest in peace.
The team's advance was very slow. It was unknown how many Undead Beastmen had already died. Their bodies once again merged with the earth, and their Soul Fires merged with the Inheritance Totem.
Slowly, the number of Undead Beastmen under Level 20 kept decreasing until they completely disappeared. The ones that kept rushing forward were at least Level 25.
After two hours, all the Undead under Level 30 had disappeared.
Lin Yun also saw a few "acquaintances". The few Undead that had been killed before had all been resurrected. Behind them, the Dark Ancestor Soul, Specter Beaumont, and the Undead Shaman had all appeared.
The gloomy aura on the Dark Ancestor Soul's body slowly dissipated, and the aura of death also slowly dissipated. In the end, its body turned into a pale blue light, and like a blue river, it rushed into the Inheritance Totem from afar.
As for that Specter Beaumont, he faced upwards and let out a roar that seemed to contain a bit of joy. His huge body suddenly jumped up like a large dog pouncing towards its master.
His translucent body slowly dissipated and also transformed into a river of light that merged with the Inheritance Totem.
In the end, all the Undead Beastmen dissipated, only the Heaven Rank Death Shaman remained.
A slowly burning Soul Fire flickered in the Death Shaman's eyes. His Soul Fire wasn't filled with madness like the other Undead Beastmen, it was like a pure ordinary Undead.
His Soul Fire was very calm, and his empty eyes seemed to carry a wisp of wisdom. He looked at the Inheritance Totem in the Great Sheikh's hands in the distance before slowly landing on the ground and walking over step by step.
The closer he got, the stronger the radiance of wisdom in his eyes. His Soul Fire still hadn't floated out by the time he was three hundred meters away from the Inheritance Totem.
On the side, Didala frowned and took out his metal staff. An orange flame ignited, and the others also took out their weapons, ready to fight.
Lin Yun suddenly appeared next to Didala and reached out to stop Didala before shaking his head at Didala.
"It's fine, he is on a pilgrimage."
A hundred meters away, the Death Shaman's eyes flickered with the light of wisdom, just like an old sage.
He slowly knelt, just like an ordinary Beastman on a pilgrimage, and knelt in front of the Inheritance Totem.
The Great Sheikh silently walked down and placed the Inheritance Totem in front of the Death Shaman. Then, as if welcoming a hero, he led the Beastman army to stand on both sides.
The Death Shaman slowly walked towards the Inheritance Totem. When he was ten meters away, he raised his hands and plucked off his head before silently placing it in front of the Inheritance Totem.
In an instant, the Soul Fire in his skull entered the Inheritance Totem and disappeared. His body also instantly turned into ashes and dissipated. However, the skull didn't turn into ashes. Instead, it was attracted by the Inheritance Totem and flew to the top of the Inheritance Totem. It was as if it had fused with the Inheritance Totem and grew on the top of it.
A huge name flashed on the Inheritance Totem, Leksa!
All the other names lingered around this name. The Inheritance Totem suddenly blossomed with endless radiance and a halo spread in all directions.
In an instant, the deathly still dark gray earth recovered its vitality. Grass and vegetation grew from the ground, and all the death aura dissipated, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
The Great Tribal Chief led the Beastman Cavalrymen in front of the Inheritance Totem and respectfully kowtowed before putting away the Inheritance Totem.
Lin Yun looked at the skull on the Inheritance Totem with admiration.
This was a pure warrior. Everything he did, even non-Beastmen would respect him. This had nothing to do with strength, it was purely because of his actions.
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