Shen Linglong was still standing nearby, questioning her life choices, while Mu Yuan continued watching the battlefield.
By then, the Army Soul Prototype had been condensed, but the precious ten hours of training time could not be wasted.
If the time had been his, Mu Yuan would have saved it for later. But since it belonged to the Exquisite Lord, and he would have to specially ask her to open a Training Field the next time he wanted to use it...
What a hassle.
He might as well continue training.
The Undead Troops, which had just condensed the Army Soul Prototype, also needed suitable battles to stabilize their realm and familiarize themselves with the use of the army soul's power.
Fight.
Yet when the nuns rode their Ironclad Giant Scorpions into a charge, it was as if they had slammed into an indestructible reef.
Boom--
The giant scorpions flipped over, sending their riders sprawling. Meanwhile, the Skeleton Warlord who had taken the front line and clashed head-on with a giant scorpion merely swayed slightly before standing firm.
He stepped forward and swung his greatsword horizontally. Thick Undead Energy gathered along the blade, flowing like water.
The first-rank, level-six Skeleton Warlord struck with a single slash.
Before him stood an Ironclad Giant Scorpion of the second-rank Elite Grade. Its pincers had only just risen when they were severed with a sharp crack, as easily as a keen sword slicing through a flimsy, rotten plank.
After cutting off both pincers, the Skeleton Warlord delivered another utterly ordinary yet serious slash, finishing off the giant scorpion.
The giant scorpion's massive body turned into specks of light and scattered.
The giant scorpions behind it quickly filled the gap, only to lose their heads a few seconds later.
Scenes like this were taking place all