Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 506 - 223: Undead Plane Disturbance (Part 3)

Chapter 506: Chapter 223: Undead Plane Disturbance (Part 3)

However, the difficulty in this lies in the great.

Additionally, at the exit of the underground passage, there is a buried magma coal mine.

We also need to start mining there as soon as possible.

Otherwise, later on, there will be nothing left.

Lastly, there’s also the barbarians, we need to find time to visit them.

That Barbarian Chief, whose body hides an ancient soul, is quite curious.

What secrets might be hidden in his body?

After a comfortable sleep, Lear woke up in the evening of the 18th. The dim sunset shone into the room, dyeing the surrounding vines with a glow of sunset.

Getting up and walking to the window, looking ahead, the sun was half set in the swamp, the sky filled with brilliant colors, the clouds thick yet resplendent.

The territory’s residents were still busy at high intensity, no one was stopping.

At this moment, a burst of commotion suddenly came from below, followed by several Cold-blooded Cavalry quickly entering the City Hall.

In no time, the Great Demon knocked on the door and reported — new intelligence has arrived from the Undead Plane.

Lear immediately left the bedroom and went to the spacious office area outside.

He called in the Cold-blooded Cavalry who brought the report, his eyes fixed on the person.

"What happened?!"

The Wetland Lizardman Warrior knelt on one knee and spoke in a deep voice.

"Sovereign, a message has just come back from the Death Plane. A large number of undead are approaching the City of Death, Lord Radina sent a request for assistance."

The Flesh Butcher is in trouble?

Lear raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Is there specific information?"

"The intelligence is urgent and brief, with not much explanation!"

Lear nodded and wasted no time, immediately ordering the Cold-blooded Cavalry and Dark Night Hunters to head to the City of Death.

Without waiting for the troops to gather, he disappeared with the Great Demon, heading there first.

Land of Crimson Rot.

Lear’s figure appeared directly above this bloody land.

Looking down, the space passage that had been solidified stood on the Land of Flesh and Blood.

Dense swarms of bees swirled around.

Not wasting time, his figure flashed, landing directly on the ground.

"Queen Bee, bring the swarm with me."

With that, he led the Great Demon and stepped into it.

The next moment, the scene changed, and the dim room appeared before him.

Looking around, the heart of the Dragon Lich was surrounded by inscriptions, providing power.

No one had destroyed it.

Not delaying, he strided out the door.

Once again arriving in the spacious, deserted hall of the City of Death.

Looking up, through the open doors he saw the scene right in front. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Above the city walls, two thousand Deserted Tomb Guards were hovering in mid-air, confronting a distant group of gargoyles holding war axes.

Above the walls, masses of Skeleton Warriors were lined up neatly, watching outside alertly.

The war hasn’t started yet?!

Lear was slightly curious, and a mist rose behind him as he flew into the air, reaching the city’s mid-air.

Only then did he see in front of the city walls, the Flesh Butcher, this Divine Life was riding an undead warhorse burning with death flames.

Behind were about two squadrons of Death Knights.

Looking fierce, each Death Knight held a ferocious bone lance, their level as high as Level 13!

How long has it been, and they already subdued a Level 13 troop?!

As expected of the Undead Plane...

As Lear marveled, his gaze moved backward, immediately seeing the enemy they were facing this time —

These were monsters pieced together with bones, with all sorts of bizarre shapes and no discernible pattern, as if thousands of bones were thrown together and mixed into one.

Some had over a dozen heads, some were a mix of thigh bones and arm bones, looking horrifying.

All Level 12.

Their numbers were countless like a tide stretching beyond sight, just a rough estimate suggested at least over 100,000...

Lear’s scalp tingled slightly.

He could only say that it lived up to the name of undead, effortlessly amassing an army of over 100,000...

But these undead, melded together with bone fragments, seemed to be waiting for something, never giving the order to attack.

Suddenly, bang~ bang~ bang~

The ground trembled, and from behind, a terrifying undead mixed from hundreds of thousands of bones, with a diameter over 30 meters, stepped forward over its companions.

The bone monster’s body was covered with an uncountable number of skulls, arms, and long legs, and those bones seemed alive at the moment, constantly writhing.

Not unlike the appearance of an Evil God from myth, even surpassing it.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly reached its most oppressive point.

Lear felt the aura of the opponent, and his eyes turned serious.

This guy... its aura is already approaching Extraordinary.

That’s not the point, the point is, how was this thing born?

Though he knew the Undead Plane was insane, he didn’t think it was this insane.

Bones could become spirits... incredible.