"My goodness, what is that?! I even saw more than a dozen bone dragons!"
"What kind of living force is this? Undead?"
In the past, the undead had been enemies of the vast majority of living beings. The Elf Empire and Saint Radiance Empire had both launched campaigns against them.
However, times had changed. Later, under the threat of filth and monsters, the undead had also been included among the "living forces" in the broad sense.
Tilly had not been born during the age of the Elf Empire. She could not say she liked the undead, but neither did she have an innate loathing for them. However...
"If this force is undead, then what are the treants?"
She didn't understand!
Beneath Wolf Head Mountain, two black tides soon crashed into each other.
Although the undead were still vastly outnumbered by the monster tide, they now possessed enough strength to confront it head-on.
The monsters' eyes were filled with bloodlust. They feared neither life nor death, but the undead were even more fearless. Even when their bodies were torn in half, even when only a head remained, they could still leap up and bite at the monsters.
In the monster impersonation contest, the monsters could only take second place.
An Abomination transformed into a ball of flesh and rolled into the monster horde. Its thick layers of fat had already been hacked apart, while its hook-covered arms had been severed, bitten to pieces, and swallowed by the monsters. One monster after another pounced on and bit into it, leaving the Abomination almost unable to move.
It felt neither fear nor pain. It merely split open its huge mouth, stretching it all the way to its ears, and let out a savage, sinister laugh.
The next moment,
BOOM--!
The Abomination self-destructed. The