The Ice Burial Grand Duke had long wanted to wash away his humiliation.
In that battle, he had held the upper hand the entire time. If he had not carelessly fallen into the Tides of Death wielded by that mysterious undead and become unable to escape, how could he have lost so hastily?
He wanted revenge. He wanted to restore the Ice Burial name.
The simplest way was to fight a battle of revenge.
"And today, this grand duke has found it."
Thinking about it carefully, the vast majority of surviving undead would live within the Death Great Domain.
Now that the Red Mist Tide was sweeping through the land, no undead force could hide, no matter what kind it was. It was only natural that mysterious undead would be forced out.
The Ice Burial Grand Duke could finally take his revenge.
Roaring flames burned in the Ice Burial Grand Duke's golden-red eyes.
He had not underestimated those mysterious undead, either.
The Death Tide was extremely powerful. Once he was trapped within it, escaping and breaking free would be difficult. Of course, after taking precautions, he, the Ice Burial Grand Duke, could not possibly fall in the same place twice. However, with those mysterious undead wielding the Death Tide, he had the ability to defeat them, but annihilating them would be very difficult.
"But this expedition involves far more than just this grand duke, one High Duke."
"First, let this grand duke defeat the mysterious undead on the frontal battlefield. Then I'll summon the other dukes to surround and kill it. We'll even find the place where that mysterious undead revives, so it won't have anywhere to flee, whether in heaven or on earth!"
The Ice Burial Grand Duke's gaze swept across the surroundings, passing over the endless black mist