Right after Hell launched its counterattack and announced its War of Vengeance against Heaven, Heaven ignored it. The expeditionary force continued to close in on Heaven according to its original deployment.
Without Heaven's restraint, Hell was unstoppable. The thousand worlds of the first phase had completely devolved into demonic dens, with corrupting flowers swaying and blooming, declaring Hell's victory.
The myriad worlds fell into mourning. Those capable among the nearby transcendent civilizations began contacting various merchants to help purchase cross-realm services to take them away from their worlds.
However, the merchants were unwilling to wade into these muddy waters. The fat piece of meat that was the Heavenly Great Expedition was already enough to keep them well-fed. There was no need to risk their lives running smuggling operations.
Consequently, only a few slave merchants who could not profit from the Heavenly Great Expedition used the guise of selling cross-realm services to trick people into joining cross-realm groups, only to kidnap and sell them into slavery.
Because of this, those who intended to cross realms to survive but had no legitimate means could only remain in their worlds in utter despair, waiting for the invasion of the demon armies and the arrival of doomsday.
Within Blood Rose Castle in the Blood Rose territory, the Lord of Blood Rose sat in his study. To his right sat a bowl of thick soup that had long since gone cold, and to his left lay an exquisite skull.
“Lothar.”
A woman of noble temperament, dressed in plain attire, entered the study. Lothar, the Lord of Blood Rose, merely raised his head slightly, cast a glance, and gave no further response.
Seeing this, the woman walked directly behind Lothar and spoke softly.
“Lothar, the imperial family and those few dukes have already packed up their belongings and are preparing to leave this world.
Are you truly unwilling to go?”
Hearing his wife's words, Lothar let out a sigh.
Go? Go where? Here, upon the Blood Rose territory, he was still the high and mighty Lord of Blood Rose, upholding honor and inheriting the glory of his family.
But once he left this land, he would be nothing more than a knight who had just entered the Legendary Rank.
The Legendary Rank was neither weak nor exceptionally strong. Within the empire, one of this rank could enter the upper class and be heavily relied upon.
But in the myriad worlds, what difference was there between the Legendary Rank, the Transcendent Rank, or even an ordinary person without any supernatural abilities?
Those who left their homeland lost its blessing. Wandering through the myriad worlds, the hardships they would face would increase exponentially.
For they were the homeless, the displaced. They would not receive the favor of foreign worlds; it was already a mercy if those worlds did not bring calamity upon them.
Under such circumstances, without the strength of the Mythic Rank, the only difference was whether one survived for a day or a month.
Furthermore, Lothar did not believe those short-sighted fools in the empire could find any legitimate channel to escape across realms.
If such a thing truly existed, they would have fled long ago during the last demon invasion instead of waiting until now.
“Lothar?”
Hearing his wife's prompting once more, Lothar replied calmly.
“Windsor, the empire is not worthy of faith. Did you know? Many slave merchants in the myriad worlds are currently using the guise of providing cross-realm escape services to kidnap people and sell them into slavery.
You should know very well what fate awaits those who fall into the hands of those slave merchants.”
Hearing this, Lady Windsor's face filled with worry. She did not doubt Lothar's words. Ever since the last demon invasion, Lothar had not only broken through to the Legendary Rank, but his vision and perspective had also inexplicably broadened significantly.
Therefore, Lady Windsor stood firmly by Lothar's side, supporting every decision made by the Lord of Blood Rose.
“Then, what should we do?”
Lothar reached out with both hands, clasping Windsor's right hand to comfort her and signal that she need not panic.
As for his gaze, it turned toward the skull on the desk—or more accurately, toward the one represented by the skull.
“Lord Bone Guard One, in accordance with your instructions, I have spread the name of the great Lord of the Undead, the representative of peace in the myriad worlds, the walking mercy of the mortal realm, the supreme Lord Chen Xu.”
“Good. When the demons return, the undead will descend from the heavens and drive them back once more.
As for you, Lothar, perhaps you should start preparing yourself.”
“Prepare? Lord Bone Guard One, I do not quite understand.”
“Ha. After the last incident, I inquired with Lord Boss, who manages the finances of the undead, and learned that no legitimate merchants visit your world. Therefore, there is no need for me to spell out what fate awaits those high-ranking imperial officials you mentioned, is there?”
“Lothar understands. Thank you, Lord Bone Guard One.”
Meanwhile, on the Undead Network, a message sent by Miracle forcibly popped up on the interface of every user below the Eternal Rank.
【Do you crave power? Do you crave battle?】
【Yes】【Of Course】【Battle!!!】
This bizarre occurrence sent a shiver down the spines of all Undead Network users. As expected, there was no such thing as a free lunch. The time had finally come for this free cross-realm network platform to harvest its users.
Most transcendents chose a conservative strategy, immediately logging off and pretending they saw nothing. Only a small number of fun-seekers and those who had prior insider knowledge pressed the button, joining the ranks of the undead.
【Congratulations, warrior who craves battle. You have joined the undead faction and received the Blessing of the Lord of the Undead.】
【Blessing of the Lord of the Undead: Upon dying on the demon battlefield, the Lord of the Undead will protect your true spirit. After one natural day, your physical body will be reconstructed for you.
At the same time, warriors can also choose to temporarily preserve their original bodies and reincarnate as undead creatures. Bone dragons, necrotic knights, and ghosts are all available to our warriors.】
【Now, carry the Blessing of the Lord of the Undead, tear those obnoxious demons to shreds, and bring peace to the myriad worlds!!!】
In an instant, Chen Xu's necrotic Dao principles descended through Miracle's Undead Network into the soul of every transcendent who chose to answer the summons and join the faction.
The reason for using such an extremely bizarre recruitment method was that the battlefields against the demons were far too brutal. Anyone who wasn't a battle maniac indifferent to life and death, or a fun-seeker looking for entertainment at any cost, would find it hard to survive.
Furthermore, Chen Xu did not want to recruit useless trash and waste his efforts for nothing.
Although resurrecting living beings below the Eternal Rank did not consume much of his energy, saving whenever possible was a traditional virtue of Daxia.
The summoned heroes of the Undead Network, the prestigious elites of the Immortal, Yokai, and Martial paths, as well as the elite troops of the Lord of the Undead, were all prepared and waiting in advance at the demons' next target location.
Within the Cosmic Sea, Phili, the Demon King of Lies, flicked his serpentine tail and issued an order.
A thousand Hell Archdukes acted in unison. Demonic claws tore through world membranes, Hellfire rained down from the heavens, Hellgates rose, and the demon armies descended upon the worlds.
However, when the demons saw the swarms of undead armies facing them, looks of utter astonishment appeared on their faces.
No way. Wasn't this supposed to be an easy, one-sided slaughter?
Before the demons could react, Bone Guard One drew the longsword at his waist and let out a battle roar.
“Undead! Charge!”
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