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Chapter 935: Chapter 506: Final Stage Strategy, Lord Shepherd Leads the Army to Strike (4K)

The encompassing chill, seeping into the very marrow, faded without notice.

The sprawling ice storm vanished as well.

Without the obstruction of the ice storm, the Undead that surged like tides cried out even louder as they swarmed outward.

Their spreading speed was faster than a Heaven and Earth Realm Peak’s Wings of the Wind King at full flight, swiftly overtaking ordinary legendary monsters, even those of the Soul Realm.

The energy in their realms exhausted, the grey patches of death spread unevenly across their skin.

Vast energy rained down, causing barely any dark droplets to scatter.

In the blink of an eye, one legendary monster after another succumbed.

Beneath the black tides, unseen by the living, these silent remnants of legendary monsters, now skeletal, began to shift from death back to life.

Changes occurred in their bodies.

Some bones became even darker; some shone like white jade; some grew grotesquely outward; and some gathered mounds of decaying flesh, reassembling corporeal forms.

They slowly resurrected.

They stepped out from within the black tide.

The incomplete Disaster Beasts were submerged;

A farther, complete Disaster Beast’s massive body also slowly dissolved into the black waves.

The last of the Disaster Beasts vanished not long ago under the fully recharged Divine Might Cannon.

The monsters grew fearful.

“We can’t hold back, we simply can’t.”

The endless black tide was more massive and ferocious than their own monstrous onslaught, recklessly unafraid of death.

Even more terrifying was that each of the Undead fought like a God Demon, their moves resonating with such force that not even the shroud-like Red Mist cloaking them seemed to disperse.

They saw the number of Undead growing.

Among them, some silhouettes resembled old acquaintances.

The monsters felt a chill in their hearts.

What truly frightened them was the notion that Ice Burial Duke, grand as he was, seemed also to have been engulfed by the black tide.

“How could the almighty Ice Burial Master fall to an obscure Undead!”

The rationale seemed sound.

At that level, which one wasn’t a renowned terror whose might shook the world?

Even a Lower Hunting Duke was already world-famous, let alone a higher-ranked one.

Almost no mighty beings erupted from cracks in stones.

But…

“The decree issued by Ice Burial Master has vanished.”

“If the decree hadn’t vanished, how could we retreat?”

“Yet the vanishing of the decree means…”

Ice Burial Master had perished.

Even if he could resurrect and return, his downfall, his defeat, was a fact already set in stone.

Ice Burial had lost.

What on earth could they fight for now!

The monster tide, the war machines, and not so clever Wisdom Monsters, continued to rush forward with howls.

The legendary beings, however, were already retreating.

Those legends close to the black wave had no escape; most of them still managed to flee in all directions.

Among them, some of the more intelligent legends didn’t return to their stronghold after escaping into the wilderness but instead looped around, heading toward the Red Mist Land in the north.

The monsters dispersed in all directions.

As the Undead tide consumed the remaining group of monsters, the tide itself gradually converged, returning through the Gate of the Netherworld.

The calls, the resonances, the roars that filled this realm gradually subsided.

But still, some people’s hearts, like the ocean tide, undulated and could not find tranquility for a long time.

…

The Death Knight watched the distance.

He had watched for a very long time.

The scene of Ice Burial Duke sinking into the deathly tide replayed in his mind.

“An Undead that resurrects indefinitely.”

“An endless onslaught of energy.”

“Within the onslaught, an imbuing of the power of the Concept of Death.”

Even the Law Realm might’s body wasn’t much stronger than those of the Heaven and Earth or Soul Realms.

Ice Burial Duke, with a body as mighty as the Supreme Frost Dragon Overlord, couldn’t ignore the combined force of the Undead allies, the blows dealt by their killing moves.

Moreover, these moves were infused with Conceptual Power.

Ice Burial Duke needed even more strength to resist, to defend himself.

He failed to break through the black tide and ultimately perished within it.

The Death Knight was astonished by such a method and such an end.

After all…

The Undead cloaked in a black cape was not the Law Realm being the outsiders imagined him to be.

He not only slew Ice Burial Duke but did so with utter dominance, outright crushing him.

“Is this the youthfulness of a ruler?”

“No, did True Kings wield such exaggerated power even in their youth?”

In the history of the Undead, some True Kings have been born.

The Death Knight’s understanding of True Kings was limited; he only knew that they stood higher than Great Lords, truly at the pinnacle of the Undead and indeed the world.

Maybe they were that strong.

Eventually, the Death Knight reported the news of the battle to his leader, the Silent Sovereign.

In the deep recesses of a silent Great Domain.

The Silent Sovereign roused a trace of consciousness from slumber.

He pondered, “Does the youthfulness of a ruler indeed show such exaggerated prowess?”

…

The moment it was confirmed that Ice Burial Duke had perished and the monster legends fled,

In the Shattered Isles Warzone, inside the War Fortress, there was first a deathly silence, followed by successive sharp intakes of breath.

The entire fortress seemed to instantly heat up by several degrees.

“Ice Burial Duke defeated? Has our Battle Zone’s crisis been resolved?”

It felt unreal, like a dream.

Not just the ordinary warriors, the Professionals, but even the Legendary Realm powerhouses or commanders like Green Mountain and Rain Dust were stunned silent.

They had never imagined that a disaster of such scale would just fade away.