At the other end, within the surging river of blood, skeleton after skeleton surfaced. The Buried Bones Legion, a renowned horde from a fallen nation, appeared here.
Countless skeletons crawled out of the blood, gathered together, and piled into a mountain, forming a bizarre, malformed giant skeleton.
A glittering jeweled crown sat atop its building-sized skull. Dozens of arms stretched out in chaotic disarray, while malformed legs stomped, crawled, and dragged themselves across the ground without any pattern.
It made no attempt at defense, allowing its enemies to waste their strength on attacks far beyond their means.
It simply advanced, coldly walking through the ranks of countless armies, through formations of legions and hordes. Everything rotted into mud beneath the spreading miasma and deadly poison.
Wherever it passed, its heavy body crushed the soil and earth, gouging out deep ravines. Blood-red currents surged within them, stretching forward alongside the enormous skeleton.
A straight charge.
Toward the core of the Present Realm!
It paid no heed to any other opponents, focused solely on finding traces of the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage.
But now, that fortress-like mass of blood river and bones was suddenly seized around the waist by a pair of thick arms. It was held tight as those arms contracted inward.
Then, upward—
It was pulled up!
A mountain formed from countless clumps of dirt and rock had somehow grown limbs and taken human shape. It enthusiastically embraced the undead monster from hell, lifted it up, and slung it over its shoulder!
Then casually patted its backside twice.
As if testing how it felt.
The sound was crisp.
Then, beneath the gaze of the entire world, it unleashed an impeccably standard, outrageously textbook...
Bomb Drop!
In midair, the undead creature formed from countless bones froze in shock, feeling only the hurricane