Translated by: Novellise
This city, the wealthiest and most prosperous in the magical world, was now completely surrounded by a skeleton army.
However, as the capital of the Holy Light Empire, this city was built as strong as steel.
The thick city walls rose tens of metres high and stretched for over a dozen miles, resembling a dragon lying horizontally across the wilderness.
Heavy crossbows or alchemy artillery were placed every ten metres above the walls.
It's worth noting that the destructive power of this alchemy artillery was set based on the Holy Light Knights' combat standard.
One round of simultaneous firing was enough to destroy over a thousand Holy Light Knights!
In addition, every brick and inch of the city wall was inscribed with magic runes.
All the magic runes were intertwined with pathways.
In the end, they were constructed into a defensive magic field of unprecedented scale, covering the entire Holy Light Imperial City.
No matter how tirelessly the legion of the undead attacked day and night, they found it difficult to break through the defences of this city wall.
"Commander Woken, we have already gathered millions of troops. Why are we still cowering behind the walls?"
asked an angry Royal Griffon commander.
This despicable skeleton army had besieged the Holy Light Imperial City for a full two days!
If this were to continue, it would only damage the Empire's prestige and make other races perceive the Empire as weak and feeble.
Only swift and decisive action could wash away this shame and intimidate all undesirables!
"Until the Ancestral Spirits give orders, we cannot act recklessly!"
Under the Royal Griffon commander's interrogation, Woken remained unmoved.
At first.
He also believed that with the strength of the Holy Light Empire, they could easily defeat this group of skeleton army.
But two days ago, he sent out three dragons and tens of thousands of Holy Light Knights for a test attack.
In less than fifteen minutes, those dragons and Holy Light Knights had been overwhelmed by the Skeleton Army, and all of them had been turned into servants of disaster!
Woken felt a shiver run down his spine as he finally understood.
The power of this undead lord was too mysterious, far beyond what the Holy Light Empire could handle.
Only the Ancestor of the Holy Light could deal with it!
And so.
He retreated behind the city walls, relying on the thick walls to withstand the skeleton army.
No matter how much the other nobles urged him to do so, he steadfastly refused to leave the city gates.
Following Woken's plan, they were able to resist the skeleton army for a while.
But when a teleportation gate appeared near the battlefield, the plan quickly unravelled!
Near the Holy Light Imperial City, a spatial teleportation gate suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Tens of thousands of orc warriors emerged from the gate.
With flames of vengeance burning in their eyes, they all held an unyielding faith as they charged towards the Holy Light Empire.
Bloodaxe Tanserk led the charge!
This young Skull Crusher Clan chief was enveloped in a crimson blood aura.
He wielded two blood axes, and his strength was mighty and ferocious.
With all his might, he could split a mammoth in half!
And at the rear of the orc army.
Many shaman priests wielding staffs summoned lightning and flames, wreaking havoc on the magical runes on the surface of the city walls.
To add insult to injury, the orcs appeared shortly afterwards.
The elves of the Vanya Clan also joined the battle!
Like mobile catapults, the towering mountain giants hurled boulders at the Holy Light Imperial City.
The elven rangers, clad in dark green cloaks, moved swiftly across the battlefield like grim reapers.
Their arrows never missed, and each arrow was imbued with powerful magic.
With each shot, an Empire sentinel wielding alchemy artillery fell!
The poisonous, bile-spewing wyverns continued to corrode the walls of the Holy Light Imperial City!
Princess Isita rode on the back of a deer, chanting an incantation and unleashing a massive healing spell.
Numerous emerald lights fell from the sky like a rain of life.
Many injured orcs and elves saw their wounds instantly healed under the healing lights, ready to resume the fight!
"These are warriors of the Orc tribe?"
"And the Vanya elves from the Forest of Ten Thousand Trees have actually joined the battle?"
This unexpected scene took everyone by surprise.
Even Lu Yuan had not expected that orcs and elves would dare to declare war on the Empire of Holy Light.
Lu Yuan did not waste this rare opportunity and immediately ordered the Legion of the Undead to launch a new round of attacks!
Dozens of undead behemoths and over thirty frostbone dragons, led by an endless army of skeletons, attacked the gates of the Holy Light Imperial City like mad.
Seeing this, Commander Woken urgently ordered his soldiers to activate the heavy crossbows and alchemical artillery.
"Boom boom boom!"
Countless alchemical shells rained down on the undead army.
Many undead knights were blown off their feet, leaving not a bone unturned.
But in the next moment.
Even more fearless undead knights quickly filled the gaps on the battlefield.
Fortunately, the undead legion held back much of the Holy Light's firepower, reducing the pressure on Tanserk and his men.
With the combined forces of orcs and elves.
Tanserk and his team finally managed to breach the impenetrable walls of the city, opening a breach!
"Boom!"
As the magical runes were corroded by the poison, a section of the city wall collapsed with a resounding crash.
The undead behemoth roared furiously, swinging its claws, which could cut through iron like mud, and tearing an even larger crack in the wall!
As the endless undead knights poured through the breach into the interior of the Holy Light Imperial City, all the officials and soldiers of the Empire finally felt an unprecedented sense of fear!
"All Holy Light Knights, form up to meet the enemy!"
With a tingling in his scalp, Commander Woken hastily organised the Imperial Army to stop the invasion of the Undead Legion.
But the undead minions never feared death.
From the beginning of the battle.
Not only did their numbers not diminish, but they seemed to multiply with each blow.
As if there was no end to their carnage, enough to drive any enemy to despair!
For a moment.
The streets of the Holy Light Imperial City were littered with corpses, blood flowing like a river!
With bloodlust in his eyes, Tanserk followed the undead knights, charging to the front, swinging his axe at all the dogs of the Holy Light Empire!
As Tanserk continued to charge into battle, he killed more and more enemies.
His strength grew more terrifying, and the crimson blood aura around him almost solidified!
Leading the Orc army, they broke through the Empire's defences and penetrated to the rear of the battlefront!
A ninth-level Archmage of the Holy Light had just begun to cast a spell when Tanserk sliced him in half with a single swing of his axe!
The defeats piled up like mountains.
The endless horde of undead skeletons.
Though Woken sent out all the dragons and Imperial soldiers, they were already powerless.
Just as Woken and the others were beginning to despair.
In the royal tomb, the immortal Emmon suddenly opened his eyes!
For two thousand years.
Some called him the Undying, some worshipped him as the Supreme Emperor of the Holy Light, and some called him the Ancestor of the Holy Light.
But after he had completely merged with the Abyssal Will.
Only one title remained.
Abyssal Overlord!
(End of chapter)