Thirty kilometers away, within the marching army, Low-Legendary Paladin Zesop sensed the dense Death Qi coming from afar and flew into the sky.
Nigellus, the other stationed legend of the Ninth Legion and a Legendary Intermediate Dawn Priest, flashed to Velin's side to prevent any mishaps.
At the front of the marching force, Kyle raised his hand, ordering the troops to halt.
Within the Middle Army, Leonas waved for the Inquisitor Knight beside him to relay the order: the entire army was to remain on alert.
Once the order was issued, the army of more than three hundred thousand showed no disorder whatsoever, assuming combat formations as they awaited a possible enemy force.
Eighty kilometers west of Darrow City, a Soul Intent High-level Black Asia Orc flew into the air. Looking at the black pillar of light shooting into the heavens in the distance, his expression instantly darkened.
"Undead Calamity!"
Returning to the army, the Soul Intent High-level Black Asia Orc Warrior ordered the guards around him, "Pass on my command. The army is to halt."
"Yes."
Ten minutes later, the thirty-thousand-strong Black Asia Orc army came to a stop.
Not long afterward, a Soul Intent Low-Tier Black Asia Orc general flew southwest with a letter written on beast hide.
At that moment, tens of thousands of zombies wandered aimlessly through Darrow City.
The instant the Death Qi erupted, everyone in Darrow City—from the Garrison General, tribal nobles, and kingdom officials to ordinary citizens, craftsmen, laborers, and even the lowliest slaves—had turned into undead.
Even the corpses buried in every corner of the city had transformed into White Bone Skeletons under the corruption of Death Qi, clawing their way out of the ground.
On the city wall, the Spirit of Lies sat atop a battlement, watching the fallen Darrow City