The grating scrape of bones and the crackle of burning sulfur intertwined in a sickening symphony.
The Undead Army surged out of the mountain hollow like a gray tide, heading straight for Qin Chuan.
More precisely, for the Land of Divine Remains radiating Chaotic Divinity.
On the other side, the Demon Legion pouring from the Space Rift was even more savage. Its ranks had nothing in their eyes but a lust for destruction.
"Ha. Things are getting livelier."
Dies Martin's spectral form studied the two newly arrived groups with interest.
Alesha's frown deepened, and the shadows around her rippled. "There are more of them than the Angel Legion. And I can sense a stronger will watching from behind them."
Qin Chuan was not surprised.
Divine Remains held a deadly allure for anyone who craved power.
The undead needed souls and negative energy; demons hungered for chaos and destruction. Divine Remains could satisfy them both.
Then something unexpected happened.
Just as the two forces were about to converge and charge Qin Chuan together, they clashed with each other first.
A massive Stitching Behemoth swung an arm made of countless severed limbs straight into a group of Burning Demons trying to rush ahead. Two of them were caught off guard and smashed to pulp on the spot.
"Roar!"
The enraged Burning Demons immediately turned and rained scorching fireballs onto the Stitched Monster. Its flesh sizzled and gave off a charred stench.
"For the Abyss!"
"Undead forever!"
After a brief moment of confusion, the vanguards of the undead and demons erupted into fierce infighting on the outskirts of the Land of Divine Remains.
Each side seemed intent on eliminating its rivals before dealing with Qin Chuan and the tempting Divine Remains.
Dies Martin gave a low laugh. "Interesting. I haven't even interfered yet,