My troops evolve infinitely

“Die, ahh ...

The hooks tore through the giant of flesh and blood, and the huge wound turned gray and the pieces of flesh looked like fallen leaves.

But countless blood, flesh and buds also spread out, trying to wrap and swallow the huge black crow.

At this point, no one dares to retreat, and no one can retreat.

Various conceptual forces washed over this world, turning the space upside down and the elements unbalanced. The mountains and the earth were sometimes covered with carpets of flesh and sometimes with white bones.

Time and space seem to be distorted in it.

"Bam—!"

At some point, most of the black fog had dissipated, and the huge black shadow no longer had the original power.

But the huge flesh and blood organism had been torn apart, the continuously growing and spreading granulation tissue had lost its blood color, and the huge cavity that was opened looked like a blooming gray flower.

The hateful general, wrapped in blazing black flames, rushed straight in.

The chill of death hits me in the face.

Duke Bingzhai looked at his decayed body, folded his wings and quickly flew away.

He just took off.

The hook came flying into the air.

The real body of the Duke of Ice Burial, which was no longer as huge as it used to be, flew back.

“Die die die die die die die—!!”

The General of Hate had red eyes, and he threw punches and locks one after another, while the huge mouth in his abdomen also bit the body of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial.

Tearing flesh and blood!

Break the bones!

The giant wings broke off, blood rained all over the sky, and the dragon wailed.

I don’t know how long it took.

General Hate finally stopped his madness.

And in front of him, there was only a broken gray body left.

The world became quiet.

The black fog no longer boiled.

Wisps and clouds of thick black mist emerged from the remains of the dead Grand Duke.

One returns to heaven and earth;

Second, return to the Emperor;

the Three Returns Wave;

Four entrances of hatred.

It was as if the ceremony had been completed, or as if the accumulation of strength was sufficient and it was a natural outcome, the General of Hate suddenly roared to the sky.

His soul, which had been burning and weakening inch by inch, once again burst into light, and it had been restored to perfection, and the light soared into the sky and resonated with the heaven and earth.

The mysterious patterns of the laws of heaven and earth appeared faintly in his vision.

A door opened.

The aura of the General of Hate surged again, this time not in pure quantity, but in sublime quality.

Bathed in the glory of death, roaring and killing, the abominable general entered the realm of law.

And this is also one of the great powers of the Undead Calamity.

There will be more later, woooo~!

Chapter 628 The power of the kingdom of the dead, restoring the glory of the undead!

The distance between the Spirit Realm and the Law Realm is a chasm.

Moreover, it is a huge chasm that is even more difficult to reach and crosses domains than the chasm between the mortal world and the legendary realm.

Even world-class experts claiming to possess the "Law Realm's Stature" may not necessarily achieve this. World-class experts may be stuck at this chasm for decades, until their untimely demise, never able to reach the profound depths of the Law.

But General Abomination did it.

His process was not simple, it also required his own efforts and risking his life. But if one could enter the realm of law just by simply trying hard, the world would be full of people in the realm of law.

Bathed in death and promoted, this is the great power of the complete form of the Undead Disaster.

It's not just the general who is hated.

During the war, there were countless elite undead who sowed death with their own hands and received death in return, and then were promoted.

They are inconspicuous.

Only some legendary monsters who were fighting against the undead vaguely discovered that some of the undead who had died before had not only been resurrected but also become stronger.

The pressure they face is multiplying.

They had a vague sense of bad omen.

Immediately afterwards, we saw the death of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial.

"The Grand Duke... has fallen again?"

Wait, why is this happening again?

A legendary flesh-and-blood dragon who had participated in the Broken Island War and eventually escaped by chance felt that this scene was familiar.

further away,

Duke Fire Wing, Duke Thunder and other law-realm beings were all shocked.

"Old Bingzang again...?!"

This moment of distraction was almost a sign of death.

They broke out in a cold sweat.

They also vaguely discovered that the flesh-mountain abomination that killed the Grand Duke of Ice Burial seemed to have become... more terrifying and horrifying.

……

at this time,

Before the death of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial, the situation was already not looking good.

Somewhere, in front of the powerful undead force 'Black Prisoner Castle'.

Built along a vast Netherworld River, with its back against towering black mountains, Black Prisoner Fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even Legendary Realm warriors would have to be extremely cautious if they wanted to cross the foggy Netherworld River.

However, today,

"Rumble--"

There was an endless tide of monsters that filled the entire field of vision, rushing in from all directions.

The Netherworld River, which is over ten thousand meters wide and has huge gray waves, is gradually filled with endless monster corpses.

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

Countless flying monsters and undead fell from the sky.

From time to time, legendary strongmen would die.

Even if one is a legendary being, in such a huge meat grinder filled with deadly murderous intentions, he is still helpless and may die at any time.

Once legendary undead like them die, it is extremely difficult to resurrect them.

Even a powerful being like the Lord of Black Prisoner Fort, a Law Realm being, could only revive a small group of third and fourth rank undead elites, or pay a price to revive one or two legendary undead.

The undead are a race of the immortals, but the higher their rank, the harder it is to resurrect them. This is a natural law that cannot be reversed.

Only in those days, when the undead were still at their peak, were there legends of those with great power capable of easily resurrecting large numbers of the undead. That was the heyday of the undead, when the name of the undead was truly worthy of its name.

Thinking of this, the Lord of Black Prison Castle looked even uglier.

He stood on the sky, facing the high-ranking Duke of Hunting opposite him.

He is no worse than this great duke.

Neither of them can do anything to the other.

just,

The undead in the Black Prisoner Castle that he commanded were far less powerful than this overwhelming tide of monsters.

It’s not that his Black Prisoner Castle is weak.

He commands countless elite undead, including twenty to thirty legendary undead, making him a top-tier figure in the Death Domain. He is the leader of a top-tier overlord!

But the monster tide is stronger.

Among the monster tides from Dragon Sleep Valley, legendary monsters are as numerous as clouds and rain, and ordinary monsters are even more powerful and terrifying.

There are hundreds of millions of level three and four monsters.

How do they block it? What do they use to block it?

"After this battle, the losses suffered by Black Prisoner Castle are immeasurable!"

"No, it's hard to say whether we can even survive this disaster!"

Of course, the Lord of Black Prison Castle also tried to take action and spread the aftermath of the battle.

It didn't work.

The monsters are crazy and they are not afraid of death. The Grand Duke of Dragonsleep Valley does not care about the loss of his own tide.

But the Lord of Black Prisoner Castle cares about the losses of his men!

Especially the legendary undead, one less dead, these twenty or thirty legendary undead were his hard work! He had spent countless hours and energy cultivating them!

His heart was bleeding.

"Is this the so-called immortal undead? Haha..."