Driven by undead incantations, one great noble after another led the knights who had been fiercely loyal to them in life, along with the warriors who had fought bravely for them in life. Formed into neat ranks, clad in full armor, and riding the mounts they had ridden in life, they marched forth in a vast tide from their family mausoleums.
Someone had once mocked that the nobles of the Western Continent bred as prolifically as the Cave People of the abyss. The man who said it was sent to the gallows the next day, but that crude proverb survived—and sank ever deeper into people's hearts.
The nobles of the Western Continent truly were remarkably capable when it came to having children, so every great noble's family mausoleum held an enormous number of ancestral remains. Especially those ancient noble houses passed down since the Dark Age—the coffins of the older generations at the very bottom of their family tombs were piled layer upon layer into small mountains.
Thus, the nobles and the knights and warriors under their command who emerged from every mausoleum numbered in the hundreds of thousands. From the imperial ancestral tombs of the Gallic Empire, as well as the family mausoleums of several hereditary princes and grand dukes, the undead that emerged had reached the terrifying scale of millions!
Standing amid the clouds, Lin Qi stared wide-eyed in utter horror at this mighty undead army, flowing onward like a flood!
"Oh, the nobles of the Western Continent—their filial devotion is truly commendable. Look at these nobles who died who knows how many years ago: even the banners and standards they used in life have been preserved intact. Truly, truly unbelievable!" Lin Qi exclaimed sincerely. The undead had raised all manner of brightly colored, perfectly preserved military and