Dark Shadow Shrine

This shocking battle, named the January War by later generations, finally kicked off on October 25, 1319.

No one expected that in this kind of breakthrough battle that required time, the leader would be the undead army.

The two concubines of Raven stood at the forefront of the army, waiting for World Tree to open the entrance to the defensive formation.

The Lich God Feli Shirg and the Blood Goddess Jessica.

After Raven was promoted to the High God, the highest authority in the death domain of the entire Great Ori God System was in the hands of the two of them. The specific breakdown is that Feili then controls [Death] itself, while Jessica, who was born as a vampire, dominates the [Dead].

As Raven's concubine, as Raven controls more and more of the world, his power becomes stronger and stronger, and so does their power. Now, with Raven's help, they have become powerful gods.

Sister Jessica, we can't let Raven think that we are just useless vases in his harem.

That's right, Sister Feili.

One is a Corpse Girl and the other is a vampire. Even though they have both become gods now, they can still feel the faint fear in the eyes of the gods around them. Precisely because they were both undead, they became the best sisters.

They held hands and saw passionate flames dancing in each other's eyes.

Behind them, there are small or micro planes that are erected and arranged in extremely neat layers. On every plane, there is either a sea of ​​bones, or an entire army of the undead that is extremely terrifying to the living.

The black flag representing death covered the sky like a rolling curtain, falling straight from the clouds to the ground.

In front of each plane, there is a powerful lich whose strength is at least equal to that of a weak god. With emotionless cold eyes, he quietly watches the movements of the two beings at the highest point of the Death Realm.

Feili turned back without any more expression, and gently stretched out a crystal-clear and slender beautiful fingertip that seemed to have nothing to do with the definition of 'death', pointing to the first layer in the distance.

Feili's will is the highest order for the undead.

Every lich floating in the void, maybe he was once the greatest arcanist in the arcane empire of Netheril, maybe he was a peerless strongman who once controlled thousands of undead and was feared by the world, maybe he was …

Every lich was once an unruly and powerful being.

But at this moment, under the watchful eye of the world's will, they all gathered under Feili's banner and were about to fight for the survival of the world.

In stark contrast to Feili's nobility and beauty, the lichs, whose muscles had all withered, pressed their bone-like right palms on their left shoulders, paying tribute to Feili and to Raven, who once stood on the peak of the dead. .

As these lichs at the top of the Death Realm saluted, behind the lichs, all the undead bowed and saluted. They lowered their heads like a tide, spreading from front to back.

When they raised their heads again, the pale soul flames in their blank eyes suddenly burned even more intensely.

The strongest sound from the soul echoed across every plane.

For the mother river of souls in the new world!

For the cycle of the end of life.

For the rebirth of the Ori world——

Let the Celtic bastards tremble in the face of death - attack!

The wills of countless immortals are intertwined on each plane.

Under Feili's will, small planes full of undead began to break into the defense zone.

The enemy appeared in front of the undead, and reflected in their eyes were countless monsters. Those who can be called by name, those who cannot be called by name.

The monsters hovering in the sky pounced upon the undead almost as soon as they appeared.

But what greeted these monsters were disintegration rays denser than the torrential rain. The overwhelming attack of the corpse witch easily smashed all the monsters in the first wave into sieves. The once extremely powerful monsters turned into rotten flesh that even dogs would not look at, and fell from the sky.

Immediately, the second wave of monsters came again. This time, the bone dragons, gargoyles and skeletal griffins, which were not inferior in numbers, charged back with a fierce momentum that was not inferior to the opponent.

An extremely shocking sound suddenly arose, and the fierce collision of flesh and bone was heard. It was impossible to tell where the sound came from.

But this level of noise is just the prelude.

As the planes broke in one by one, the huge plane landed hard on the first layer of defense zone in an almost violent manner. Immediately, countless undead turned into a torrent of death and poured down from the plane.

The monsters, who were stimulated and offended, rushed towards the undead.

Different worlds, different existences, but intentionally or unintentionally, they are fighting desperately for the survival of both worlds.

Using a steady stream of monsters to hold back Orui? Ridiculous! A sarcastic smile appeared on Fei Li's lips. She could clearly feel Raven's will lingering over the battlefield.

If Dagoda dares to use his supreme power to confront Feili's undead army here, then Raven will be happy to use a much larger amount of supreme power to fight Dagoda.

Come on! Let these little country monsters see the eternal reincarnation of the undead.

The white wave of death spread from every landing point and soon swept through the entire first layer of defense area. It was a gathering of seven worlds, almost countless undead.

Their number has long exceeded the limit that the bard can describe in words. All kinds of monsters, whether they are huge kings of land, overlords of the deep sea, or rulers of the sky, are all overwhelmed by this all-round attack wave that knows no difference between the heavens, the earth, and the depths of the oceans.

These undead were so numerous that they easily swallowed up anything that dared to stand in their way.

Their enemies, after experiencing cruel pain and falling into the realm of death, then became part of the undead and launched attacks on their former compatriots.

Dagoda's face was livid. He knew that any one-way portal would only serve to deliver food. If you don't control the opponent's death power, then sending more troops behind enemy lines will only increase the opponent's strength.

In the Orui Supreme Temple, several gods were dumbfounded. After all, in their world, had there ever been such a grand gesture as gathering the undead from seven worlds together to pour out on the enemy?

Only Pelor managed to remain calm. After all, with [Sun] as his core priesthood, he was very good at dealing with the undead.

Ometeto asked: Then, the second level also uses the undead army?

No, no, no! Raven smiled and shook his index finger: It's so boring to eat people all over the world with one move.

Having said this, Raven tilted his head and looked at a being who was once at the peak of the Ultron gods' combat power.

It's your turn. (To be continued ~^~)