Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

A deafening roar echoed through the air, followed by a huge body made of gray bones, with a pair of skeletal wings, shrouding the dark clouds. Their edges were clearly visible when they were fully extended!

The Nether Bone Dragon!

Mo Fan recognized the creature. It was the creature responsible for destroying the outer wall of the Ancient Capital. Mo Fan clearly remembered the great shock the creature gave him when it flew across the sky above the Ancient Capital!

The captain of the Imperial Mages was supposed to have taken the Nether Bone Ruler with him into the Dark Abyss. To Mo Fan's surprise, the creature had come back to life again!

It turned out that the undead would not perish so easily, especially the higher-level ones!

The Nether Bone Dragon beat its wings and soared into the sky. Its shadow loomed over an army of skeletons waving their bloody weapons around. The skeletons were like a flowing white river streaming down from the mountains. Their numbers were so insane that it was impossible to distinguish between the sky and the ground.

The ground continued to crack apart. The Nether Bone Dragon was the commander of the army of skeletons, while the Mountain Zombie was the commander of the army of zombies. Corpses emerged from the ground; this army was mostly made up of rotting zombies that were the lowest-level species among the army. They immediately filled the areas that the undead from Egypt had left vacant. The army of true zombies was still massive, even if one was to exclude the countless rotten zombies. Their size made them stand out among the rotten zombies.

There were Corpse Generals and Corpse Officials, too. The Corpse Officials were even more eye-catching, their massive figures standing out. Almost every zombie troop had a Corpse Official leading them. The majority of the Corpse Officials were the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials. They remained close to the Mountain Zombie!

The Flesh Mound Corpse Officials opened their mouths and devoured the zombies nearby, like they were drinking water. The vacant space inside their bodies was far bigger than their actual size. Their stomachs did not bloat even after swallowing thousands of zombies!

The Mountain Zombie's strength was remarkable, and he needed something he could hurl at the enemy. He had acted like a catapult during the battle at the Ancient Capital. He was capable of rapidly destroying the interior of a city!

The Mountain Zombie waited until the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials were done 'reloading'. He grabbed the Corpse Officials and pitched them in the direction of the Great Pyramid of Giza, one by one!

The enormous Corpse Officials flew under the clouds like missiles, smashing a huge bunch of Underworld creatures into pieces wherever they landed. The Enslaved, the Yoked, and the mummies were under heavy fire. The vicinity of the Great Pyramid of Giza was soon covered in blood and bones...

One of the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials that the Mountain Zombie pitched out with greater force slammed heavily into the glowing Great Pyramid of Giza!

The Pyramid remained firm, but the deathlight it was emitting flickered and weakened slightly.

The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was embedded on the stairs of the Pyramid. The rotten zombies poured out of its mouth like a rapid stream.

The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was carrying over two thousand undead, including some Warrior-level undead. Their sudden appearance on the Great Pyramid of Giza was a great humiliation to Osiris!

The undead were soon crawling on the Great Pyramid of Giza and worrying at it. Ten aloof Dark Swordmasters were guarding the entrance of the Pyramid. Their eyes burst into green flames, and these guardians that were standing like statues reacted quickly. They jumped onto the magnificent Pyramid and flung their swords of darkness at the undead crawling all over the Pyramid!

The Dark Swordmasters were insanely strong. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official and the thousands of undead were no match for them. The undead on the Great Pyramid of Giza were all slain in no time...

The undead had died very quickly, but the loss was negligible to the Ancient Capital's kingdom of undead. A few more Flesh Mound Corpse Officials were soon pitched onto the Great Pyramid of Giza again. Once again, it did not take the Dark Swordmasters much time to kill the undead, but the Pyramid was now stained with gore and filth. The deathlight it was emitting dimmed significantly, too!

In addition to the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials that landed on the Great Pyramid of Giza, the number of Flesh Mound Corpse Officials that landed in the vicinity of the Pyramid was quite shocking, too. The Mountain Zombie had tossed more than thirty Flesh Mound Corpse Officials at the Pyramid!

Thirty Flesh Mound Corpse Officials, each carrying nearly three thousand undead with them; in other words, more than fifty thousand undead had landed in the vicinity of the Great Pyramid of Giza!

The Dark Swordmasters might be strong, since they were Ruler-level creatures, but they would still struggle to kill fifty thousand undead in a short period of time!

The entire army of the Underworld had moved out, leaving only the Dark Swordmasters and a few powerful mummies to defend the Pyramid. Osiris immediately panicked when the undead of the Ancient Capital suddenly showed up around the Pyramid. He immediately ordered his army to retreat and defend the Pyramid!

The army of the Underworld that had just arrived at the Squaretrek Plain had no choice but to return to the Great Pyramid of Giza to eliminate the undead that the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials had delivered. The vanguard troops of the Underworld army had no choice but to hold their positions, knowing the Pyramid's defense had been compromised.

Piercing shrieks were heard as one hate-filled face with deadly claws after another appeared from the mist of the dead. It was the phantoms from the kingdom of undead!

The army of phantoms did not engage the humans during the Calamity of the Ancient Capital. Otherwise, if the phantoms had joined hands with the zombies, the inner city of the Ancient Capital would have been in great danger.

Most of the phantoms could fly, and did not have a fixed form. They were able to weave through the battlefield freely while the Underworld army was clashing with the undead of the Ancient Capital. They swept past like black gusts of wind and targeted the key entities among the enemy!

A Phantom Commander that Mo Fan had never seen before was guiding the army of phantoms. Even now, he still could not see its true appearance. The Phantom Commander's rank was only second to the Mountain Zombie in the undead army. The Phantom Tyrant Emperor that a few Super Mages tried so hard to kill during the battle at the Ancient Capital was just the Phantom Commander's subordinate...

Mo Fan lifted his gaze. He could barely see a pair of icy green eyes in the clouds!

The phantoms were targeting the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents and his Brutal Sword Death Servants.

The Brutal Sword Death Servants were standing in formations, bracing themselves for the army of phantoms. Not many creatures of the Underworld were able to fly, hence the phantoms were free to target any creature of the Underworld based on the Phantom Commander's decision.

The Phantom Commander was obviously setting its eyes on the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents. Mo Fan had already killed some of his Brutal Sword Death Servants, but most of them were still alive since Mo Fan had struggled against their formations.

However, these formless phantoms were similar to vengeful spirits, and immune to physical attacks. Even the strongest sword technique could not inflict any damage on them. The phantoms penetrated the Brutal Sword Death Servants and Possessed them. They forcibly tore the souls of the Brutal Sword Death Servants to pieces!

Black swords and armor fell, scattering across the ground. All that was left of the Brutal Sword Death Servants were empty shells and piles of junk when their souls perished.

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents had granted them armor and taught them how to use a sword, yet they could not withstand even a single blow from the army of phantoms!

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents was infuriated. He roared furiously into the sky, demanding a showdown with the Phantom General hovering in the sky.

The Phantom Commander only revealed a pair of green eyes flickering with disdain at the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents from up in the gray clouds.

The Phantom Commander shrieked, and did not bother revealing itself. It ordered the army of phantoms to pounce at the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents!

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents fiercely engaged the formless phantoms surrounding it. The phantoms could not do anything to the formidable mummy. They turned into scattering ashes whenever they were struck by the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents' powerful moves.

The Phantom Commander did not bother showing itself, regardless of the number of phantoms that died to the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents. It was cunning, vicious, and unusually calm. It could not care less about the death of its servants. It could easily gather as many phantoms as it wished.

The one thing that no one could escape from was death! The dead would not necessarily turn into skeletons or zombies, but their souls would certainly contain a hint of discontent, grudges, and hatred. They would eventually show up before it and become its people!

How many phantoms could the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents kill?

If the Phantom Commander was to ask the phantoms to stand in a line without leaving any gaps between them and let the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents kill them without resisting for a whole day, the casualties would be less than a tenth of their numbers!

The army of phantoms might be less terrifying on the surface when compared to the sea of zombies and skeletons, but that was not because their numbers were lower; it was because the phantoms were formless, and could even stack on top of one another!

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The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents was enraged. He grabbed the piles of junk on the ground and tossed them into the air.

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents could sense the presence of the Phantom Commander, but no matter how he was provoking the Phantom Commander or how brutally he was killing the phantoms, the Phantom Commander was unwilling to show itself. It merely hovered in the mist of the dead while observing the battle. It was laughing at how idiotic the Underworld creatures were. It was everywhere; it was untrackable!

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The Underworld creatures began to retreat. The Great Pyramid of Giza was under heavy attack from the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials and the undead. The white skeletons pursued the enemy along the mountains, leaving countless remains of the Underworld creatures across the land...

The Underworld army was at a loss. The King of Undead remained where he had appeared. He did not even have to do anything, apart from the stomp right at the beginning. The powerful kingdom of the undead was laid out stunningly in front of Mo Fan, like a huge painting!