My troops evolve infinitely

He was indeed only a Grand Lord, but just now, with the ascension of General Abomination, the Frost Dragon Overlord, and the Headless Horseman General, the supreme power of the Undead Calamity he wielded was more than just...

It has increased tenfold.

Chapter 723: The Defeater (4K)

The power of the Undead Calamity must be enhanced through continuous killing and reviving of the undead.

If it were in peacetime, it would take dozens or hundreds of years, or even longer, for his undead disaster to accumulate to the current level.

But war is the most suitable resource for the growth of the undead disaster.

Especially, the war against monsters.

The number of monster waves is even greater than that of the undead. From the corpses of these monsters, tens of thousands or even millions of undead are born all the time.

Especially in a war like this.

In the past few months, the Kingdom of the Dead has not produced a new saint, but just now, in this short period of time, holy undead were born one after another.

This is thanks to the Dragon's Rest Valley and the gift from the King of Dusk.

If the King of Dusk is willing to cooperate, it is not impossible for more than a dozen Undead Saints to be born within a day.

pity……

There was no way the Twilight King would cooperate.

If he had the chance, he would never hold back. The Dusk King was too dangerous and must be eliminated!

……

"This place is my kingdom's land."

High in the sky, when dusk enveloped the world, the True King of Dusk pronounced this sentence.

The True King’s land is also one of the True King’s authorities, just like the True King’s will.

The kingdom of the Dusk King is the entire Dragon Sleep Valley.

Because he has refined the Dragon Sleep Valley into his own body and the King's Land within him, he can exert the full power of the True King's Land anytime and anywhere.

It was a genius move.

He is the one who sets the order within the kingdom.

"Order, let the dead rest in peace."

The King of Dusk speaks with great power.

In an instant, the dark rivers rising from the earth like dragons of death suddenly slowed down until they stopped not far from the huge body of the King of Dusk.

If you look closely, you can see that these rivers of the underworld are made up of densely packed undead souls numbering in the billions.

However, at this moment, the souls of the undead who built these mighty rivers gradually became sluggish and fell into eternal sleep.

The black fog of death that lingered around the undead no longer surged.

next moment,

“Crash~!”

It was as if a rising column of water had lost its momentum and suddenly collapsed, pouring down a torrential rain of death on the land.

Not only that,

Even the undead in the entire Ten Directions Island, including the several abominable generals who had just ascended to sainthood, felt that their bodies, souls, internal strength, and all concepts were gradually falling asleep!

This is not a conceptual influence, it is irresistible and cannot be resisted.

It was as if it was a decree from heaven and earth.

Legends such as the Nirvana Divine Phoenix and the Stone Heart Saint King were not affected.

After all, they are not undead.

The laws of the True King must follow basic logic and have certain restrictions.

The area defined by the Lord of Dusk is the dead.

He didn't even let the dead perish, but merely let them rest in peace, a rest that was in line with his concept of Dragon's Rest Valley, his kingdom's land.

However, Wang Gu found that he was not affected.

He stood on the River of Hell, holding the greatsword "Death's Lament," which had been conceptualized along with his body. He slashed with the sword fiercely, and a jet-black sword light instantly pierced through time and space.

However, the sword light quickly stopped in mid-air and fell into a long sleep.

Instead, the King of Dusk slapped his hand back at this moment, and the hateful general who had just ascended to the Sainthood and was about to kill him fell on the spot.

General of Hate: “…” We haven’t even started showing off yet.

The abominable general fell, but his dead bones remained expressionless.

As long as he was alive, all the undead within the Undead Calamity's control could be resurrected. Even in the Saint Realm, resurrection didn't require much, it just took some time.

The abomination has been canonized, and that is enough.

Wang Gu was thinking at this time.

Thinking for 0.03 seconds.

"Bone understands."

"So that's the king's land."

It dawned on him.

The projection of the underworld on the ground, which lay across the sky and blocked the light of dusk, expanded again at this moment.

The projection was magnificent, covering the entire Shifang Island in the blink of an eye.

This is just an ordinary projection, like a mirage. Apart from the lifelike light and shadow, the projection of the underworld after expanding its range does not have any suppressing or sealing power.

There wasn't even a breeze.

However, when the underworld on earth expanded and covered the sky and the earth, the dead souls who were about to sleep in eternity were suddenly shocked.

They are awake again.

Although there are still some effects, most of the order of heaven and earth stipulated by the Dusk King has been blocked.

"Is this the prototype of the True King's Land?"

"This undead spirit is clearly not a true king, but it already possesses the true king's will and will soon possess the true king's land. It also seems to control the most important power of the undead..."

"This undead soul must not be allowed to stay!"

Once again, the Dusk King was surprised.

He is a True King after all, and after he refined the Dragon Sleeping Valley, his holy body is even much larger than that of other True Kings.

Ten times! A hundred times! A thousand times!

Although this Dragon Sleeping Valley is not his true form, it is equivalent to a weapon or a shell. Once it is damaged, it will be extremely difficult to restore it.

But no matter what, his conceptual holy body at this moment was extremely huge.

Big is strong, big is power!

From the crack in the Dragon Sleeping Valley, countless flesh and blood proliferated and spread, forming one long and narrow dragon claw after another.

Although these dragon claws are slender, they are only relative to the body of the Dusk King.

In fact,

These sharp claws are larger than the holy bodies of the powerful saints.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom—!”

The dragon claws, surrounded by the light of dusk and filled with the power of flesh and blood, suddenly grabbed down.

brush--

The majestic power of concepts washed away all the patterns of laws between heaven and earth, and collided, impacted, and offset the mighty and surging river of death.

The entire vast Netherworld River was almost torn apart.

The projection of the underworld on earth, which did not exist in this world, was also torn into a huge gap.

In contrast, the flesh and blood dragon claw was eroded by the tide of death and had been broken in half.

but……

The Dusk King brought down many more flesh and blood dragon claws than just this one.

He still has ten claws! A hundred claws!

The sharp claws fell one after another.

The first river of death was torn apart.

The second river of death was torn apart!

Several rivers of death that stretched across the sky were quickly torn apart, and then...

Dozens of bloody dragon claws pierced through the figure standing on the Styx.

The majestic, crowned skeleton figure swung his sword and slashed. At the same time, eight giant skeletal hands extended from behind the figure, striking out with death seals.

Each of the Great Seals can rival the full force of a Great Lord’s existence.

However, the Dusk King's dragon claws were also powerful enough to rival the full force of a Saint Realm Lord! Furthermore, these flesh-and-blood dragon claws, wielding the might of Dusk, far outnumbered the swords and palms of the Dead Bones.

In three seconds, several giant skeletal hands were shattered, and the concept of death was wiped out bit by bit in the dusk glow.

In ten seconds, the majestic skeleton giant's body had cracked.

In sixteen seconds, this majestic skeleton giant's holy body cracked, shattered, and turned into ashes under the continuous bombardment of the King of Dusk!

The smoke and clouds of death all dissipated under the power of dusk!

The whole process took only sixteen seconds.

The conceptual holy body of a great lord-level being was completely shattered.

And this is not an ordinary monarch, but a top monarch.