"Damn it, why did they send me to this boring battlefield?"
"The Minghe Empire legions over in the Cosmos Great World are what interest me."
"That Pharaoh King who wounded my mentor... he'd better pray I never run into him again." Like a nebula corroded by the rules of death, Hexiu strode through the starry sky, speaking in a sinister voice.
This fellow had never been one to follow rules. Even though he had obeyed the deployment orders of Wizard Civilization's upper echelon and arrived in this region near the central part of the Galente Federation's main starfield, he still expressed some dissatisfaction with the higher-ups' decision.
The discontent in his heart needed something to help dispel it.
The countless trillions of Galente Federation lifeforms in this starfield were plainly the perfect outlet for Hexiu to vent upon.
Wizard Civilization Battlefield data showed that the destruction caused behind enemy lines by a Black Magician was twenty times the casualties inflicted on the front lines by a Holy Tower Magician of the same rank!
Whether a True Spirit-level Black Magician like Hexiu also conformed to this rule was unknown.
But one thing was certain: with Hexiu arriving at the main battlefield, the Galente Federation was about to suffer even more misfortune.
Moreover, as a master of undead-element magic, Hexiu had not come alone this time.
Aside from several Corpse Refinement Synthetic Beasts under his command as reserves, during his years of wandering and exploring the Star Realm, Hexiu had also established stable lines of communication with quite a few powerful beings.
When necessary, he could summon these Dominators from other worlds to descend and aid in battle.
For instance, upon arriving at the Galente Federation's frontline battlefield, Hexiu first thought of an "old friend" he had met in the Silver Soul