The terrifying soul howl shook everyone to their core.
The ordinary soldiers without Soul Power were already trembling uncontrollably, their hands clutching Soul Guidance Ray Guns shaking without cease.
It had begun five or six years ago, when, inspired by Huo Yuhao, Electrolux and Huo Yuhao had created Soul Cores within undead bodies.
Huo Yuhao's use of the Undead Demiplane had since leaned more toward the demiplane itself rather than the Undead Army.
A trump card was only called a trump card before it had been revealed.
Now, a Soul Guidance undead legion equipped with Soul Cores had descended upon the world. Its terrifying appearance was enough to make the souls of even the most elite soldiers tremble!
The magical radiance of necromancy flickered and swayed.
The banshees' soul howls rang out in stirring, impassioned notes.
Brilliant colors rippled in reflection from the armor of the Undead Legion, where Holy Flame burned brightly.
The Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult had been as delighted as they could be when they captured Zhao Yang's undead legion of only several hundred alive.
Now, upon seeing an Undead Legion force numbering in the tens of thousands, they were equally terrified.
Beat the little one, and the old one comes out. Beat one, and a whole nest emerges. Those two sayings had become reality at this moment.
Only Evil Soul Masters would be smug over commanding a hundred or so undead creatures. What true Undead Mage did not have an undead legion tens of thousands strong under their command?
In only a few seconds, while everyone was still reeling in shock, the Undead Legion had completed its descent.
They were fearless, unafraid, tireless, and utterly unafraid of death.
These undead creatures, whether the highest-ranking bone dragons or the lowliest skeleton warriors, all