Roar, roar, roar...
Skeletal undead and zombie undead, reeking of thick corpse-death miasma. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, so oppressive that one could scarcely breathe. The undead of the Sea of the Undead on Gods Continent numbered in the hundreds of millions, if not more. From this, one could see just how brutal the ancient war of this world had been.
With so many undead, countless gigantic ancient undead creatures among them, the tide-like undead surged forward, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. The Underworld God laws of Gods Continent, formed from the death clouds in the sky, also rushed beyond the bounds of their original territory.
Amid the undead army were four foreign creatures of such tiny stature. They had used the Nine Nether Springs to suffuse themselves with deathly energy as well, making them naturally difficult to notice.
At this moment, Destruction Sword Youquan's appearance looked remarkably like some undead zombies left behind after the ancient war...
"This time, Bone Crocodile Underworld God has unleashed an undead calamity. After so many years of accumulation, it seems he has gathered enough deathly energy to transform another batch of new low-level undead. Hisss, hisss, hisss, hisss... If this continues, Gods Continent will one day become Underworld God Continent!"
Among the top, powerful Underworld Gods of the Sea of the Undead, one was a level-six creature: Bone Crocodile Underworld God.
"Fresh flesh and blood... I haven't tasted it for ten thousand years..."
The intelligent undead lords, newly awakened from their long slumber, were utterly thrilled.
Hm?
Green noticed something strange. Once the soul fires of these undead creatures possessed ancient corpses and revived them, they would often remain so for tens of thousands of years. For low-level creatures, this had clearly disrupted certain laws of balance within the Endless