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A loathsome undead had just slain an ancient dragon. Its body was broken, and even the power of death could not repair its shattered remains, eroded by the forces of distortion and dusk.

His life is like a candle in the wind, about to die.

just,

It was obvious that this undead soul was dying and about to fall, but his aura did not decrease but increased. The death power from all directions of the world also surged together, wrapping him up to form a huge black cocoon of light.

Although the True King of Dusk was not aware of the power of the Undead Calamity, but...

"Destroy him completely."

He still has some spare chess pieces left.

Two more ancient dragons appeared and swooped down. The surrounding Law Realm flesh dragons also roared, their blood-red claws filled with distorted power gathering and falling one after another.

But also at this moment...

"I didn't expect that General Abomination would break through first."

The dead bones murmured, somewhat surprised.

The Abomination was not the first Undead general to slay the Ancient Dragon, but his previous victories failed to bring about transformation.

Wang Gu originally thought that the status of the ancient dragon was not high enough, and he might have to kill two of them in a row.

At least two.

Whether or not one can seize the opportunity for a breakthrough depends on quantity, luck, momentum and talent.

The Abomination General's natural appearance seems extraordinary.

"The bones are hated by the generals and can be killed in the holy realm."

General Abomination is undergoing transformation and cannot afford to lose.

next moment,

The surrounding black fog of death suddenly surged, increasing in size three times, six times, and nine times in an instant!

The black tide of death that was initially set off by the dead bones did not retain much, and only left a "little" bit of spare power as a backup to facilitate flexible use at critical moments.

However, as the war continued, the black tide of death and the red tide of monsters continued to collide and fight, death was reborn, and under the power of the cycle of life and death, the power of death that filled this world had become several times stronger than before.

The reason why it is only several times is because the power of death itself is extremely huge.

Even so,

The accumulation of hundreds of small battles in the past was not as great as it is now, where we can eat it all in one go.

The power of death is like a torrent, constantly emerging and gushing out violently.

But before, when Wang Gu saw the True King of Dusk testing him, he cooperated tacitly.

"The bones are waiting for accumulation, waiting for ascension to sainthood. What are you waiting for?"

He looked towards the True King of Dusk.

The power of death accumulated between heaven and earth could no longer be hidden, and it exploded at this moment.

"boom!"

A vast and powerful force descended, and several canonized undead spirits rose into the air and slashed at the ancient dragon that had just swooped down.

Among them, there are many old faces of the canonized undead who have fallen before.

"what?!"

The Dusk King opened his eyes.

Then another breath of death began to rise and rise! Gathering billions of black fogs of death.

The second giant cocoon of death was formed, standing between the sky and the clouds.

click-

In just a few blinks of an eye, the first giant cocoon of death cracked open.

The appearance of the hateful general could not be seen clearly, but he was wrapped in thick smoke of death and walked out laughing.

He has become a saint!

True Saint!

The undead were born from the power of the undead disaster. They were unable to practice their own path to becoming a saint. They could only reach the holy realm by accumulating death, spreading death, and holding the glory of death.

All this will only happen after the deceased ascends to sainthood.

Theoretically speaking, they are not normal holy realms.

To break out of the cocoon and become a saint, one does not need to break down the door to the holy realm, and it does not take much time.

But in the eyes of outsiders, General Abomination only had a stronger aura, and a more powerful and intense power of death lingering around him, but in reality...

General Abomination has been promoted from the canonized undead and false saint to the current...

Wielding the power of concepts and possessing the sacred body of concepts...

True Saint!

A powerful being in the holy realm, the General of Hate!

General Abomination is indeed just an ordinary saint, and a novice saint who has not yet been able to completely forge a conceptual holy body and perfect the conceptual power.

His normal combat power is far inferior to that of the Disaster Overlord.

but……

Before becoming a saint, the Abomination used the tide of the undead as a robe and the power of death as a blade, and he could slay a false saint ancient dragon.

After ascending to sainthood, the power of death transformed into a real crown, placed upon his body. The Seal of Subordination, bearing the mark of the root of death, emerged from the forehead of the General of Hate.

The General of Abomination stepped out, and the power of death transformed into a giant halberd.

He grasped it and waved it casually, and black mist swarmed in.

A huge word "evil" appeared on the ancient dragon not far away.

The General of Abomination slashed down his giant halberd from mid-air, and the word "evil" in the distance was cut in two by the halberd. The ancient dragon let out a wail, and its huge body cracked. A large amount of black fog of death poured out of the crack, making it impossible for the distorted power to repair it.

With just this one strike, the ancient dragon was severely injured.

"ceremony?"

"Some kind of death blessing ritual?"

The Dusk King thought so.

He didn't think about the "Hate General's on-the-spot ascension to the throne"; after all, breakthroughs in battle only existed in novels. Real ascension to the throne required rituals, time, and a sufficiently safe retreat.

Even if the entire process of becoming a saint is as fast as possible, it will take at least ten days to half a month.

Just now, it took only a few breaths from the appearance of the black cocoon to the time the hateful undead broke out of the cocoon and walked out.

It goes against common sense!

Even though the King of Dusk was a true king, wielding immense power, he couldn't think in that direction.

But no matter what means this was, this abomination after being promoted was more powerful than many saint-level monarchs.

At this time,

A third giant black cocoon also appeared, wrapping up a headless knight general whose body was shattered.

The second giant black cocoon shattered with a sound.

A majestic frost dragon roared and descended into this world.

"This ritual is related to beheading and bestowing death!"

"However, the strongest general in the Kingdom of the Dead, the legendary Dragon of Life and Death, who clearly has the most kills, fails to meet the requirements of this ritual."

the reason is simple,

The Death Dragon is a legendary being with a bright future, and this death ritual...

Since it can make a strong person leap up in an instant, and achieve an extremely huge and exaggerated leap, then correspondingly, it must have huge sequelae.

Any gift of power has already implicitly stated the price that needs to be paid.

But even so...

The Dusk King's eyelids were still twitching.

He didn't know how long this death ritual could last, or what the maximum number of these giant death cocoons was. He only knew one thing...

In this confrontation, the rate of death rose much faster than dusk.

This can't go on like this!

A dim scene appeared, covering the entire Shifang Island.

The terrifying power spread out, as if it was going to swallow up everything on the island, including the holy land.

Dead Bones took action!

"Boom——!"

The projection of the entire underworld on earth appeared, like a curtain of heaven and earth, blocking out the dusk of heaven and earth.

At the same time, the power of death gushed out, and the mighty Styx was like a dragon of death, born from all directions of the island and heading straight for the King of Dusk.

The Dusk King was not surprised but happy.

But he was secretly annoyed with himself for being too cautious.

"You are not a true king."

He is very determined.

A true king needs to possess a third-order holy body, and on this basis his great power will be manifested differently.

But the mysterious undead in front of him did not have that.

He is just a great king!

No matter how special he is, he is still just a great king.

The dead bones are silent, but they just keep on wielding the power of death.