Undead Calamity VS Extraterritorial Evil Clan
Whether it was the Bone Field or the Undead Altar, skeleton soldiers were constantly collapsing, and new skeleton soldiers were constantly filling in. Huo Yuhao's skeleton army was decreasing at a visible rate.
Under Huo Yuhao's constant tempering, all the surviving skeleton soldiers had a faint metallic sheen on their bodies, and their size had increased!
Dark gray soul flames gradually ignited in their empty eye sockets, and their aura suddenly surged—reaching the level of Da Dou Shi! These "survivors" who had undergone cruel selection had completed an evolution in strength.
Huo Yuhao calmly observed all of this with his mental power. These two methods—one a self-destructive process like raising venomous insects, and the other a violent infusion at the altar—are the most basic and least efficient ways to evolve low-level cannon fodder in Necromancy.
It wasn't that he didn't know more sophisticated and successful methods for creating the undead. Unfortunately, this world was extremely desolate, with almost no other valuable materials to be found except for the countless skeletons and dense deathly aura covering the mountains and fields.
Those high-level undead that require souls, flesh and blood, or even living materials to create are now a luxury. Therefore, Huo Yuhao can only use this most clumsy and resource-intensive method to forcibly generate usable combat power.
Time lost its meaning in this desolate plane. After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of battle that filled the Bone Field gradually thinned out, and the skeletons that had successfully evolved on the altar stopped appearing. Huo Yuhao's army of the undead had been mostly wiped out.
The once massive sea of skeletons, numbering in the millions, has dwindled to only about 300,000 undead, still resembling ordinary skeleton soldiers, scattered around the perimeter of the Bone Field.
In the center of the Bone Field, beneath the altar, stood three hundred distinct figures!
Their skeletons were robust, their color as deep as refined steel, and they were surrounded by a solid, deathly aura far surpassing that of ordinary skeletons.
One of them had a large, muscular frame with joints, gripping a heavy bone blade or spear in its hand. Dark red soul fire burned in its empty eye sockets, radiating a fierce and murderous aura—this was a Skeleton Knight, whose strength had clearly reached the level of Dou Wang!
The other half were relatively slender, with exceptionally thick arm bones, and carried enormous bone longbows on their backs, the bows inscribed with eerie blue ice runes. The soul fire in their eye sockets was also dark red! These skeleton archers also possessed the strength of Dou Wang!
Three hundred Dou Wang! This was the core combat force that Huo Yuhao forcibly generated in this land of death at the cost of a million low-level skeletons.
With a thought, Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Clone issued an invisible command. Three hundred thousand ordinary skeleton soldiers, like a gray tide, silently moved forward towards the core area that exuded a strong sense of malice and blood.
Meanwhile, the three hundred high-ranking undead at the Dou Wang level, like assassins blending into the shadows, had their auras deliberately suppressed to the minimum by Huo Yuhao, silently hiding within the tide, lying in wait.
Less than five miles into that land where the Extraterritorial Evil Clan slumbered, the environment suddenly became even more oppressive.
The stench of blood in the air seemed to come alive, gradually thickening and emitting a nauseating, putrid smell. The omnipresent malice also suddenly intensified several times over, like countless cold needles piercing Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Clone, filled with a violent and destructive will.
The voice of the Guardian Mirror echoed in Huo Yuhao's soul, tinged with a mixture of tension and anticipation. "Be careful! They've awakened!"
Before the words were even finished, the gray earth ahead suddenly trembled violently! Accompanied by a deafening roar, more than a dozen enormous, suffocating crimson figures, like demons crawling out of hell, tore through the pervasive black mist of death and appeared at the edge of the undead army's vision!
These terrifying monsters! They are hundreds of feet tall, like moving mountains! Their appearance is similar to a ferocious ape magnified billions of times, but their bodies are not covered with hair, but with viscous blood that wriggles and flows like a living thing!
Their enormous heads had no eyes, only gaping maws filled with fangs that almost covered their entire faces! With each step they took, the earth let out a painful groan. An extremely dense stench of blood erupted, assaulting the army of the undead!
"Hiss—this size! Even Xiao Bai looks like an insect compared to them!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed in surprise. Although he judged from the skeletons that they should be quite large, he did not expect them to be such enormous creatures.
"It's the Blood Evil Clan!" The Guardian Mirror' voice carried a noticeable air of relief this time, even regaining some of its usual carefree spirit. "Haha! I knew it! A minor, marginal race, they don't even have a Devil Emperor- level expert! How could these little trash possibly have the ability to seal off an entire plane? It really wasn't a trap! What a false alarm!"
The Guardian Mirror flew above Huo Yuhao's head, shaking incessantly. "Let me tell you, this race is extremely miserable. In the eyes of other Extraterritorial Evil Clan, they are just cannon fodder, their status not much different from the puppet behemoths they create!"
Huo Yuhao glanced speechlessly at the small mirror on the tip of his hair, which was now shimmering and jingling again.
Who was it that was just now, causing the mirror to tremble with silver light and scream repeatedly? Huo Yuhao curled his lips, not having time to pay attention to the mirror's hindsight, and focused all his attention on the battle in front of him.
These dozen or so Blood-Sinking Evil Clan Beasts were the weakest, slumbering on the outermost edge of this area. Therefore, they were the first to awaken and discover the enemy.
Its strength is roughly between the early and middle stages of Dou Emperor. Huo Yuhao secretly judged that although it was just cannon fodder created by the Blood Evil Clan, the terrifying power brought by its size was still a huge threat to the undead army.
Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed as he relayed battle orders to the undead army.
He had no intention of sending the three hundred Dou Wang level undead he had painstakingly created to clash head-on with these behemoths. With a thought, the gray tide of three hundred thousand ordinary skeleton soldiers immediately accelerated its charge, like moths drawn to a flame, surging madly towards the dozen or so bloodthirsty beasts!
Snap! Pfft!
The behemoth casually swung its fist at the ground or stomped down with its giant foot, instantly turning hundreds or even thousands of ordinary skeleton soldiers into dust under its terrifying power! Bone fragments mixed with gray-black death energy scattered everywhere.
However, the number of skeletons was simply too great! They were fearless and charged forward like a real tide, slashing with their fragile bone blades and scratching with their finger bones, trying to leave even the slightest mark on the crimson flesh.
Although the damage they caused was negligible, they successfully held back the dozen or so giant beasts, plunging them into a swamp of bones.
At the same time, under Huo Yuhao's skillful control, the three hundred high-level undead at the Dou Wang level were like ghosts blending into the shadows, their auras completely concealed.
They silently dispersed, using the terrain and the cover of low-level skeletons to quickly approach the battlefield.