Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

As the stone golem cast its "death stare," some people were the first to give in.

Some of the city's native inhabitants actually knelt down and bowed directly to the stone statue, babbling a lot of nonsense and begging it to let them go.

The stone golem didn't care about any of that; it launched an attack directly.

One punch.

The city gate was shattered, and the city wall collapsed.

The swarm of insects poured into the city, quickly engulfing everything.

A soldier was pounced on by an insect, and he struggled desperately, wildly swinging his knife.

But there were too many insects; they burrowed into his armor, tore at his flesh, and gnawed at his bones.

"Help! Help..."

The sound stopped.

Screams echoed throughout the city, but soon fell silent.

This group of indigenous people was no match for the undead calamity.

Lynn stood high in the sky, looking down at the world being devoured by the undead army.

The strongest warrior is dead, the resistance has collapsed, and all that remains is slaughter.

If it's just this level of strength, then conquering the world wouldn't be so difficult...

It seems I was too cautious before.

He focused part of his attention on the main undead, and the other part on analyzing and communicating the rules of the Ella world, preparing to draw them out and form a chain of rules.

This is the true foundation of strength...

As the undead continued their advance, cities were destroyed and their inhabitants were slaughtered.

However, the undead's advance was chaotic, with most of them simply chasing after the fleeing crowds. Some undead were even turned around and killed by the natives.

Lynn couldn't stand it any longer. He raised his hand and issued a command through the [Heart of Starfall Domination]:

"Megatron, Decepticons, sweep away all the gathering points in that mountain range to the east."

"Blazing Demon and Stone Golem, head west. That main city is yours."

"The Earth Dragon Riders, leading the Doomsday Guardians, pushed downstream along the river, leaving no town on either bank untouched."

"Big Tree, you stay here."

"Frost Whale and Demon Eye, you two stay high in the sky and deal with any that try to escape."

"The Zombie Queen continues to lay eggs; I want every inch of this continent to be covered by the swarm."

"Bone Dragon, go to the northern city..."

...

As commands were issued, the undead dispersed and began to clean up the world more efficiently.

In a village below, the survivors gathered together, looking up in terror at the monsters flying overhead.

It wasn't that they didn't want to escape, but there were monsters all around them, where could they possibly escape to?

Now all we can do is quietly await our fate.

"What...what are they going to do?"

An old man murmured.

No one answered him.

Explosions echoed from the distant city, flames shooting into the sky.

On the plains, the earth dragon riders, trailing long plumes of dust, charged toward their next target.

High in the sky, the Demon Eye's enormous eyeball slowly rotated, scanning every inch of the land.

Occasionally, beams of light would be fired, thwarting the enemy's resistance.

This heartbreaking scene was witnessed by the village's elderly residents.

Overwhelmed with grief, the old man knelt down and kowtowed to the sky.

"God... save us..."

The sky did not respond.

Now, only they themselves can respond to them...

More undead poured in through the breach, falling to the earth like meteors.

To completely submerge this world...

...

As the undead continue their rampage, more and more cities are suffering devastating blows.

Some of the undead were freed up and began to advance towards the center of the continent.

In the central continent of the world of Ella, there is a country called the Kingdom of Ella.

It is the largest kingdom in the world and the ruler of this planet.

The atmosphere inside the royal palace was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

When the "Extraterrestrial Demons" invaded, the entire kingdom went into a state of high alert, and a portion of the forces went to intercept the demons.

However... the ambush failed, and most of the elite forces of the world of Ella perished in that battle, with only a very few escaping back.

When the news reached the capital, the entire city was shaken.

The enemy is too powerful! What can we use to stop them?

With the shattering of the world barrier, some undead landed directly within the kingdom, and some even landed near the royal city.

Fortunately, it was only a small, scattered group, and their strength was not great. They were quickly wiped out by the forces protecting the capital.

But the undead did not give up their attack; wave after wave of undead armies were on their way, and faint rumbling sounds could be heard outside the palace.

That was the distant city wall under attack; every few breaths, the ground would tremble slightly, and dust would fall from the roof of the palace.

The king sat on his throne, his hands gripping the armrests tightly, looking preoccupied.

He was in his early fifties with a resolute face, but at this moment his eyes were sunken and bloodshot.

There were more than a dozen people standing inside the hall.

A general in armor, a minister in a long robe, and several powerful figures.

Everyone kept their heads down, and no one dared to speak first.

"Speak," the king's voice was hoarse. "How much longer can we hold out?"

A general raised his head, his face grim:

"Your Majesty... at most three days. There are too many monsters; we simply can't kill them all. We've already lost 30% of our men. If this continues..."

"Three days," the king interrupted him, "and then what?"

The general opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

An elderly man dressed as a civil official stepped forward, his voice trembling, and said, "Your Majesty, please ask for help! The main planet... the main planet must have a way!"

The king glanced at him, his eyes dark and brooding.

"You think I didn't ask for anything?"

He took a communication stone from his pocket and tossed it to the old man.

The old man took it, channeled his mental energy into it, and heard intermittent sounds coming from within:

"...The main planet...is under attack...unable to provide support...each planet...acts on its own..."

The old man's face turned ashen, and the communication stone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The main hall was deathly silent.

The main star could not provide support, and their strength was also greatly diminished.

Is it possible that Heaven is going to destroy me?

The king leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

"The main planet has been attacked," he whispered. "Several other satellites were attacked at the same time."

"This is no coincidence; it was a premeditated invasion!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a military officer gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, this humble general is willing to lead a suicide squad to break through from the flank and seek reinforcements!"

"Whom do you turn to?" The king opened his eyes and looked at him. "The main star itself is in dire straits; who are you going to turn to?"

The military officer was speechless.

The roar outside the hall grew even louder.

A guard stumbled in and knelt down: "Your Majesty! The east city wall has fallen! Those monsters have broken in!"

A commotion broke out in the main hall.

The king stood up.

He took a deep breath and looked at a person in the corner who hadn't said a word.

The man was wearing a black cloak, obscuring his face, and exuded a faint, chilling aura.

"Start it," said the king.

The man raised his head, revealing a withered, aged face.

He squinted at the king, his voice dry: "Your Majesty, have you thought it through?"

"I understand, it's just death."