The King Zombie hugged the Bone Dragon. When the Little Skull's voice rang out, he knew he was done for.
A fear that penetrated deep into his soul suddenly spread. The next moment, the Bone Dragon felt as if his soul was imprisoned. The evil power overwhelmed him, and he could not perform any follow-up attacks.
The Bone Dragon's huge body suddenly trembled. A mountain-like gravity pressed down on the back of his neck through the hand pressing down on him. This force was so strong that he could not match it. Under this great force, his entire body had no choice but to be pressed down inch by inch.
Han Shuo's divine sense was everywhere. He could clearly sense that the Little Skull's hand was pressing down on the Bone Dragon's neck. The huge death aura in the surroundings gathered on the Little Skull's hand, pressing down on the Bone Dragon in midair inch by inch, not giving the Bone Dragon any room to resist.
The strength of the Little Skull that had formed the Elemental Soul and Elemental Body was so strong that Han Shuo could not believe it. Even if Han Shuo's divine sense returned to his physical body, he would not be able to do as he pleased in the Undead Realm like the Little Skull.
The aura of death in the netherworld was extremely dense. The little skeleton formed by the Soul of Element and Body of Element could sufficiently mobilize the aura of death to form all kinds of attacks. In the netherworld, this kind of advantage of his was simply overwhelming. It was no wonder that the king zombie and the bone dragon did not even have the power to retaliate in his hands.
Until now, Han Shuo, who had been unable to estimate the true strength of the Little Skull, was certain that the Little Skull had at least the strength of a demigod. After forming the Elemental Soul and Elemental Body, he was only one step away from becoming a true god. Han Shuo suddenly realized that he did not have to worry about the Little Skull in the Undead Realm anymore.
"Bang!" The Bone Dragon, whose neck was pressed all the way to the mountain peak by the Little Skull, suddenly fell to the ground with its huge body.
"I, I surrender, Undead King." Finally, the Bone Dragon expressed the fear in its heart while trembling.
"Powerful existence, following behind you is our true home." After the Zombie King's soul was pressed back into its body by the Little Skull, it used the omnipresent aura of death to restore its head, which had been smashed by the Little Skull, and hurriedly expressed its loyalty.
"Well, it's not easy for you to evolve to this stage. If your soul is destroyed, you will no longer be able to exist," the Little Skull said in a dignified tone and let go of the bone hand that was pressing on the back of the bone dragon's neck.
All of a sudden, Little Skeleton dashed out like a bolt of lightning and arrived in front of the last bone dragon in an instant. This Bone Dragon, who had a few of his bones pierced by Little Skull's bone spear, was now desperately trying to escape. It seemed that he already understood that he was no match for Little Skull, so he did not want to get involved in this mess and planned to leave as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the Little Skull's current strength was not something he could contend against, especially when the bone spear in Little Skull's hand was still stuck in the Bone Dragon's body.
A ray of light streaked across the sky, and the Little Skull had already landed in front of the escaping Bone Dragon. Before the Bone Dragon could react, he grabbed the bone spear that was stuck in the Bone Dragon's body. His Purple Demon Eye shone brightly, and he slowly turned the bone spear in his hand. The bones of the Bone Dragon made a cracking sound as they shattered one by one.
He suddenly howled miserably and struggled in the air, shouting, "Master, great master, I know I was wrong!"
Unexpectedly, he was also a coward!
In the Netherworld, survival of the fittest was the rule. When a low-level creature encountered a high-level existence, there were only two choices: to submit, or to be absorbed by the strong.
Since the beginning of the Netherworld, low-level undead creatures knew how to survive in front of high-level creatures. When this Bone Dragon realized that he could not even escape, he clearly knew what choice he had to make.
"Very well, offer your soul and form a contract with me. From now on, I will be your master, and you will be my slave, until one of us has our soul turned into ashes … "The Little Skull stood in front of the Bone Dragon and stretched out his hand to make a strange Soul Contract. A strange oval magical brand suddenly formed between his hands.
After the successful release of the Soul Contract, the Bone Dragon only hesitated for a moment before obediently offering his soul, which slowly fell into the magical brand between the Little Skull's hands. The other Bone Dragon and the King Zombie also obediently walked over. Without waiting for the Little Skull's orders, they voluntarily offered their souls and fell into the magical brand made by the Little Skull.
The souls of the three extremely powerful undead creatures in the Netherworld fell into the magical brand between the Little Skull's hands. At this moment, an evil force suddenly rushed out from the Little Skull's palms. The Soul of Element in the Little Skull's skull also slowly flew out and wrapped around the magical brand bit by bit.
A magical contract that even Han Shuo did not know about was suddenly formed. Han Shuo looked at the contact between the four souls and understood that the Little Skull's soul had completely occupied the dominant role, and did not allow the other three creatures to have the slightest bit of autonomy.
Gradually, the Soul of Element of Little Skull was returned to the Bone Dragon. With a sudden hand seal, the souls of the three powerful creatures suddenly fell into their original bodies in three straight lines.
"Master!" The two Bone Dragons and the King Zombie suddenly prostrated themselves at the feet of the Little Skull and respectfully called out to the Little Skull in unison.
The three powerful undead creatures that came in anger, faced with the Little Skull who had evolved to a whole new realm, had almost no room for resistance. Just like that, they were forced to enter into a master-slave contract, swearing eternal loyalty to him.
Han Shuo had to admit that the Little Skull was becoming more and more inconceivable. When he recalled how he used to help him throw out the trash every morning, Han Shuo really had an indescribable feeling of sorrow.
In just a few short years, Han Shuo had turned from a useless odd-job worker to the lord of a city in the Lancelot Empire, possessing strength comparable to a demigod. In just a few short years, a skinny and useless low-level skeleton warrior had continuously evolved and climbed to the peak that the Bone Dragon and King Zombie willingly submitted to.
Sometimes, life was just so inconceivable, so full of changes, so magical!
"Very good, the three of you can be considered tactful. Otherwise, you would have been turned into ashes by now and all traces of your existence would have been completely erased." The Little Skull's Purple Demon Eye glistened as it looked at the three newly recruited slaves prostrating themselves on the ground, proudly narrating the facts.
"Master, only by following behind you can we advance further. Such a great existence like you will definitely bring us a wider world. "The last Bone Dragon immediately started to flatter. It seemed that he was rather intelligent.
Compared to the low-level undead creatures that were everywhere, these powerful existences at the top of the pyramid not only possessed terrifying strength, but their intelligence was also far higher than those low-level undead creatures. Just from their intelligent submission and their somewhat inexperienced flattery, it could be seen that they were all materials that could be molded.
"Roar …"
A resonant howl mixed with a sinister and terrifying energy was released from the Little Skull's body.
In an instant, the undead creatures that were prostrating themselves on the ground all stood up one by one. They were like soldiers waiting for their general's orders as they looked at the Little Skull at the peak of the giant mountain.
The undead creatures were very sensitive to levels. The fact that the three former kings had suddenly submitted to the Little Skull was already known to them through language. Now that the Little Skull that summoned them had proven his strength with unparalleled strength, these undead creatures instinctively felt fear.
"From today onwards, the three of you will continue to command your original subordinates. With this giant mountain as the center, expand to all the surrounding areas. If you encounter an existence that you can't contend against, immediately report to me. " The Little Skull was really like a general commanding thousands of troops and horses as he methodically commanded the power that came out of nowhere.
"Yes, Master. Your majesty as a king will be spread to every corner of the undead world by us," the three powerful undead creatures said in unison.
"Good. Take your original subordinates and retreat, "the Little Skull ordered in high spirits.
With the Little Skull's order, the undead creatures that were rushing over as if on a pilgrimage slowly retreated from the top of the giant mountain. The three roaring high-level undead creatures once again became the masters of the traitors. They were ready to lead them to charge and break through enemy lines to expand the territory of the Little Skull.
This time, the summoning from the Little Skull made the undead creatures within a radius of a few hundred miles realize a fact — the Little Skull was the true king of the undead here.
After lying dormant for a long time, the Little Skull's reappearance this time was indeed shocking. Han Shuo, who had a panoramic view of everything, suddenly realized that the Little Skull had really changed. Unknowingly, he had become an expert that could no longer be ignored.
In the undead world, the Little Skull was a true king. All the undead creatures had to crawl under his feet.
Han Shuo believed that with the Little Skull's existence, Han Shuo would have an undead army of thousands of men and horses. The more powerful the Little Skull became in the undead world, the more solid Han Shuo's foundation would become.
The Little Skull that he had unintentionally created had now grown to this extent. Han Shuo was filled with emotion.
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