The councilors relayed the military orders to the Border Garrison Warlord, who immediately returned to their camps to summon their respective Bastion Lord. Upon receiving the orders, the lords then summoned their fortress knights, who in turn relayed the information about the approaching enemy to their soldiers...
In short, in a very short time, the Alliance camp, resembling a steel hedgehog, was already operating like a precision instrument.
"... The enemy is about to appear, and we will surely be victorious!"
Lord Colin of the Bastion Lord waved his arms and shouted to his thousand-plus soldiers.
He was met with a tidal wave of shouts, and such shouts were heard everywhere in the entire military camp at this moment.
The skeleton soldiers were fully armored, some even Psionic Energy Manifestation on their bodies, while the Soul Returner seemed much calmer, even having the leisure to sharpen their weapons or joke with each other.
After all, it's just a game to them.
At noon that day, the hills near the military camp had changed color.
The gray, Blood Corpse advanced in layers, resembling a rushing river from a distance.
Clearly, perhaps due to Rosalind's exceptional strength, or perhaps due to some special skill or secret technique, the midday sun had no effect on the group, and the entire horde of corpses continued to advance like army ants.
Sailesi, who was in the center of the Alliance camp, saw this scene and knew that the moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
His old habits from when he was human kicked in again, causing him to take a deep breath.
Then, supported by Psionic Energy, his body slowly rose, and his four strong arms spread outwards from the center of his body, like flowers in bloom.
Countless Psionic Energy began to flow toward his location, like a whirlpool suddenly appearing on the surface of water, constantly sucking up all the surrounding Psionic Energy.
At the same time, a blood-red outer shell appeared on Sailesi's body. This shell expanded like a balloon, growing from several meters to tens of meters, and then to hundreds of meters, eventually forming a semi-transparent colossal image Psionic Energy Manifestation.
Psionic Energy Manifestation can not only change one's fighting style, but also serve as a banner to tell soldiers that they are still fighting.
As long as the colossus remains standing, morale will not crumble and soldiers will not desert.
With the dual vision and perception of both the original body and the colossus Sailesi had already sensed the aura from afar. That aura was powerful, violent, and savage, like a mudslide after a sudden rain, sweeping away everything around without warning.
Rosalind.
He silently recited the name in his heart and saw a huge, moving palace, pulled and propelled by tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of Blood Corpse, appear at the edge of his vision.
The aura of the enemy emanated from the top of the palace.
The next moment, as if in response to Sailesi, who had already manifested his colossal form, a figure so small as to be almost invisible appeared on the observation deck at the very top of the moving palace.
It was a woman, voluptuous and elegant, dressed in a blood-red, layered aristocratic gown, with elaborate and luxurious hair ornaments on her head, and even holding a decorative parasol in her hand.
At this moment, Rosalind appeared calm and composed, as if she were about to attend a noble banquet rather than a life-or-death war.
But only she knew that she was far more excited than she appeared.
It wasn't fear, nor worry, but simply excitement.
For blood, for battle, for death, for an unpredictable future.
She was so excited that her True Blood began to flow faster, surging through the veins in her temples; she was so excited that a little saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth; and her whole body trembled slightly.
Rosalind took a few quick steps and then leaped off the edge of the observation deck.
Perhaps because of the petticoat in her dress, Rosalind's posture did not change much during the free fall; only the intricate decorations on her dress and her own hair fluttered in the wind.
The umbrella in her hand was instantly overturned by the gust of wind that rose as she fell. Rosalind casually discarded it and plunged into the vast ocean of corpses like a drop of water.
Contrary to expectations of raging storms, Rosalind's landing caused no disturbance whatsoever.
However, the next moment, her body leaped high into the air again, like a bouncy ball that had been thrown, continuing to bounce forward after hitting the ground.
As Rosalind reached the highest point again, Sailesi noticed a subtle change in her.
Rosalind appeared to have swelled up, and this was no illusion, as her elaborate dress was visibly torn and ripped, with a large, unmistakable gash at the abdomen. She looked as if she had just had a large meal, yet her behavior suggested she had been starving for years.
Rosalind landed and leaped up again. This time, her body was even more Aberration. Numerous arms appeared on both sides of her body, exceeding the number of arms in Sailesi's Giant Arms form. The two mouths on her head and abdomen were dripping saliva without any attempt to hide it. Her sharp, blood-red eyes were fixed on Sailesi's true form, her intense killing intent undisguised.
Each leap of the Grand Duchess was accompanied by a clearly visible change; her dress quickly ripped and disappeared, and her body gradually became far removed from that of a human.
Along with her physical body, her mind also underwent a transformation. Those familiar with " Gluttonous Lady " Rosalind know that the closer you get to this madwoman, the less rational she becomes.
Finally, the string of reason snapped completely. After falling into the edge of the horde of corpses for the fifth time as a Aberration monster, Rosalind never leaped up again...
Unlike the Skeleton Alliance soldiers who were on high alert, Rosalind's Blood Corpse did not require much precise command.
Essentially, the horde of Blood Corpse is like a locust plague from another world.
Do locusts need command?
unnecessary!
Locusts simply need to kill and devour any living thing they encounter!
Rosalind's departure caused the Blood Corpse to stop dragging and pushing the mobile fortress.
Taking advantage of the downhill momentum, the millions of monsters began a relentless and frenzied charge.
But all of this is no longer relevant to Sailesi.
Low Tier players fight Low Tier, Middle Tier fight Middle Tier, and the High Tier battlefield is destined to be entered only by High Tier.
Where did Rosalind go?
After falling into the horde of zombies for the last time, this " Gluttonous Lady " seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Sailesi knew she couldn't have already left; firstly, leading all the Blood Corpse into battle and then deserting was not something a normal High Tier would do.
Secondly, that undisguised killing intent still firmly locked onto him even now.
Where?
Sailesi pushed his senses to the limit in an attempt to track down the enemy.
However, at that very moment, a loud explosion suddenly came from directly beneath his semi-transparent Incarnation, from beneath the solid rock.
"Boom!"
Amidst the smoke mixed with rubble, a gigantic worm over a hundred meters long burst forth from the ground and rose straight towards Sailesi's body!