A Lavish Expenditure of Spells

"Looks like we won't need to wait until tomorrow."

Huang Yu watched the one-sided battle. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it would end before sunset.

To the other lords, the mighty undead army advancing south was no different from a natural disaster.

But before the Huanyu Army, it was nothing more than a pile of flashy yet useless skeletons.

The armies from all four directions worked together to encircle and exterminate them, leaving the undead army with less and less room to move.

The Tide of Undead, which had originally spread across more than ten kilometers, had now been compressed into an area less than five kilometers across.

The six Golden Figures and Kratos, Wrath of Thunder formed the boundary of the undead's area of activity and served as beacons for the Huanyu Army.

Less than an hour after the battle began, the Huanyu warriors from the four directions could already see their comrades fighting on the opposite side.

Of course, the closer they got to the undead army's core, the stronger the undead they encountered became, and their advance gradually slowed.

But the undead in the sky had already been almost completely cleared out by the dragons. Once those terrifying sixty-some dragons were freed, the undead would begin counting down to their extinction.

A flash of Golden Light passed by, and Huang Yu's level rose once again, reaching LV47. He was only three minor levels away from stepping into the Transcendent realm.

Killing undead granted experience and Soul Crystals. Although the rewards were lower than those from killing foreign races or even monsters of the same level, undead had one advantage: their numbers were enormous!

At the beginning, there had been an endless horde. Most of them were cannon fodder, but quantity could produce a qualitative change.

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