Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 432 Taking over the ancient capital's undead and merging them into the world of death!
All the forces in the world, whether it be the ancient Kunlun Demon Emperor, the abyss overlord hidden beneath the ocean, or the jungle heart lurking deep in the rainforest...

After feeling the overwhelming pressure of the Death God's world rising from the East, which contained the complete laws of life and death, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

The many emperors' souls floated and sank in the reflection of the underworld.

For a moment, all parties fell silent, not daring to make the slightest move, and were secretly observing and assessing the intentions and bottom line of this newly appointed ruler.

However, as the center of this storm, Kindred did not stop despite the fear and silence of all parties.

He acted quickly.

The ghosts of the ancient capital are rioting.

The ancient king's armor, that "artifact" containing endless resentment from the dead, fell into Soraka's hands.

Soraka did not destroy it, but instead temporarily stored it away.

When Kindred appeared, she handed it over to him.

In the ancient capital battle, the Abyss of Fiends appeared, its armor was stolen, and the eight ancient kings who had been resurrected were also severely injured. Half of them were seriously wounded in that fierce battle, and their strength was greatly diminished.

Without the rule of the ancient king's will, they were forced into silence and retreated to the vast tomb of the dead beneath the ancient capital.

Relying on the earth's yin energy and the accumulated essence of the dead, it slowly recovers, awaiting the return of the "King," a figure that may be distant and never come.

At this moment, Kindred had completely absorbed the pure necromantic power contained within that ancient royal armor.

His figure, like a ghost, silently materialized and appeared deep within the tomb of the dead in the ancient capital.

Inside the tomb, a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air, and all souls lay dormant.

When Kindred's figure appeared without warning in the vast and empty main burial chamber.

The eight deceased emperors who remained here.

Whether it was the alluring and mysterious Queen of the Nine Netherworlds, the majestic mountain-like corpse exuding a putrid and foul stench, or the other deceased rulers of various forms, all radiating a powerful monarch-level aura—they were awakened almost simultaneously!
They sensed that sudden, yet seemingly originating from the same source as this tomb, but fundamentally more eerie and supreme aura of death!

In that aura, there was a faint trace of the "king's" charm that they were extremely familiar with and longed for day and night.

But beneath that charm lies a deeper and colder power that makes even their souls tremble!
For the first time, intense emotional fluctuations appeared on Jiuyouhou's alluring face.

She whispered, her voice trembling with disbelief, anticipation, and deep confusion: "This aura... is it... the King has returned?"

But the next second, she immediately doubted herself, her voice becoming shrill, "No! This isn't a king! This is... another... more terrifying existence!"

Qianjue's indifferent gaze swept over the thousands of dead souls in the tomb palace, and over the eight bewildered and anxious deceased rulers.

He spoke softly about this land of the dead, which had accumulated over countless years.

"I've taken over here."

The voice was not loud, yet it was like a final decree, resounding in the soul fire of every departed spirit.

Before he finished speaking, the wolf spirit beside him lowered its body slightly and let out a low growl towards the dome of the tomb.

This roar was completely different from the previous roar that crushed the will of the Holy City.

It is not violent, but rather carries an unparalleled majesty and call that seems to originate from the very source of death!
A visible, gray-black aura of death, like mercury spilling onto the ground or a gentle tide, flowed from Kindred to every corner of the tomb, touching the soul fire of every undead.

A miracle, or rather, the suppression of absolute status, occurred.

All the undead who sensed this aura—from the lowest-ranking rotting skeletons to powerful corpse ministers and ghost generals, and even the eight once unruly kings who obeyed only the ancient king—their soulfire flickered and trembled violently at the same instant!
That was not a struggle of resistance, but rather a sense of awe and submission to a higher level of death, stemming from the instinct of life!

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

Like dominoes being toppled, starting from the outer perimeter of the tomb, countless undead knelt down in unison, bowing their ferocious heads toward Kindred.

The posture of submission was more thorough and more devout than when facing the ancient king.

Next came the eight deceased rulers.

The corpse of the mountain let out a low growl of unwillingness, its huge body trembling violently as it tried to resist the forced summons from the depths of its soul. But its massive body eventually collapsed to its knees, smashing a deep crater into the ground.

Jiuyou's expression shifted constantly, and in the end, all her struggles turned into a soft sigh.

She gracefully lifted her ethereal skirt and slowly knelt down.

The other deceased rulers, too, eventually gave up resistance and chose to submit under the pervasive influence of the deathly aura.

All the ancient capital's undead, including the Nine Netherworld Queen and the corpse of the mountain peak, submitted!

Behind Kindred, the familiar black and white vortex, symbolizing the realm of death, slowly unfolded once again.

This time, the vortex was not a reflection, but began a substantial process of devouring and merging!
The power of death enveloped the entire white tomb.

Under the process of being re-baptized and reconstructed, the original rough and historically weathered rock structure of the tomb palace began to become more refined and smooth, with mysterious underworld runes of the same origin as the world of death automatically appearing on it.

The eerie atmosphere was replaced by a purer, more majestic divinity of death.

Immediately afterwards, under the shocked gazes of countless eyes, the entire white tomb palace, along with the vast expanse of land beneath it, began to slowly detach from the ground and rise into the air!

It seemed to be lifted up by an invisible giant hand, flying towards the huge black and white vortex in the sky.

Finally, with a low hum, the massive ancient city's tomb palace of the dead was completely swallowed up by the black and white vortex.

The ancient capital's undead empire changed hands and became part of its death god world.

Kindred's world map expands once again.

Its spreading shadow almost reached China's northwestern defense line.

Initially, due to the remnants of the Holy City building a city in the west, China sought to strengthen its deterrence along the southeast coast.

Some elite mages were transferred south from the relatively stable northwest defense line to provide support.

The decision-makers at the time prioritized dealing with maritime forces that posed a more direct threat.

However, things didn't go as planned. For unknown reasons, the invasion from the siren did not occur in the Hannan Island area, which was under close surveillance.

However, the west, which was originally considered to be under less pressure, suddenly showed a terrible trend of being invaded and even annexed by the Netherworld due to Kindred's actions!
With threats looming on both the east and west, and the ever-encroaching death front, China found itself in a strategic predicament of being attacked from both sides and facing a shortage of troops.

The situation is severe, far exceeding expectations.

(End of this chapter)