They knew no fatigue, and their morale was everlasting.
This was what made the Undead Legion so terrifying.
Almost the instant Qian Chaoguang returned to the peak, the Devil Soul Great White Shark pack and the Sea Soul Beast swarm he had previously observed with his Divine Sense had already smashed domineeringly into the range of the Holy Domain.
The entire sea seemed to boil, and an incomparably vicious aura surged up from beneath the surface.
The silver light Qian Chaoguang had been preparing in his hand for a long time finally lit up, and several hundred Wailing Banshees clad in fitted black armor appeared out of thin air on the battlefield.
Even the bone wings on their backs were completely wrapped in finely crafted Soul Armaments.
A song utterly different from what the Sea Princess had described before began to echo across the sea. It was ethereal and distant, yet faintly laced with a trace of eerie horror.
The Soul Fire in the eye sockets of the Liches and the three Bone Dragons jolted fiercely, and their casting speed became at least twice as fast as before. Their control over the elements also grew much more effortless.
Facing the Devil Soul Great White Shark pack, Qian Chaoguang held nothing back at all. He directly revealed the strength he had been preparing for so long.
If the ocean had not been unsuitable for the Death Knights to charge, this battle should have been even easier to resolve.
Though the Liches and the Death Knights usually loved and hated each other day in and day out, with neither side able to stand the other.
But if they truly fought, an organized formation of casters, supporters, and melee professionals working together was the most terrifying War Machine of all!
Without the Death