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Dark Dimension Undead Battlefield

Mo Xie looked down at the bluffing Alexander and other fallen emperors below and said disdainfully, "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits? Don't you think too highly of yourselves?"

"Forget it, there's no point in talking to barbarians like you."

Mo Xie narrowed his eyes and said, "Judging from the current situation, I guess you don't intend to surrender."

"Then, take them down."

“Ahhh!!!!”

As Mo Xie's indifferent voice fell, the Skeleton Dragon could no longer contain its anger and charged towards Pharaoh Menkaula.

He had long held a grudge against the opponent for the 2v1 situation he suffered last time!

Seeing this, Pharaoh Menkaura, not to be outdone, raised his staff, and the surrounding aura of the dead began to gather.

The Skeleton Dragon, without hesitation, gathered a breath of dragon fire and exhaled it.

The corpse of the mountain behind him strode out like a colossal god or demon, its target the most powerful Pharaoh Khufu.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Pharaoh Khufu cursed inwardly and then gritted his teeth and began to cast necromancy.

After all, even he wasn't confident he could hold off the mountain corpse.

It can be said that whoever faces the corpse on the mountain peak will almost certainly die, regardless of victory or defeat.

Faced with Pharaoh Khufu's necromancy, the mountain corpse didn't even think about dodging; it simply swung its enormous arms and smashed them down on the Great Pyramid of Giza.

Meanwhile, Alexander the Great, also a minor emperor, faced off against the Skeleton Demon Lord, one of the eight fallen emperors.

The most unfortunate were Pharaoh Hafra and the deposed Emperor Augustus.

When Pharaoh Hafra first started the war, he wanted to go find the White Corpse King, but the Mist Demon Commander appeared and knocked him away.

Without his opponent, the White Corpse King turned around and charged at Augustus, who was confronting the Agate Corpse King.

Augustus, upon seeing the figure of the White Corpse King, was filled with bitterness.

After just exchanging blows with this emperor in his magnificent official robes, he sensed that the other party's strength was almost at the peak of the sub-emperor level!

Now another White Corpse King has arrived, who has already reached the peak of the Sub-Emperor level.

When did Augustus ever receive this kind of treatment?

Augustus, inwardly groaning, was powerless to stop the White Corpse King and the Agate Corpse Lord from attacking him. He could only try to evade their attacks.

As for the final Cyrus the Destroyer, he faced off against the Ghost King, whose strangeness was second only to that of the Nine Netherworld Queen among the eight Destroyed Emperors.

As a battle between two emperors was about to erupt, the undead legions below began their final showdown.

Due to the unique nature of this war, the six undead emperors have each brought all of their undead legions.

Medusa, the Dark Swordswoman of the Egyptian pyramids, a monarch-level figure.

A monarch-level Dark Undead Knight, a necromancer of the Western Undead Empire.

The number of deceased rulers, who are rarely seen in normal times, is now appearing in the hundreds.

As for the so-called commanders, they are like a group of soldiers, with tens of thousands of tall commanders constantly fighting.

On that desolate battlefield, countless undead clashed. Their empty eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and the weapons in their hands swung with chilling sounds.

A thick aura of death permeated the battlefield, with black smoke shrouding everything. The figures of the dead appeared and disappeared in the smoke, their howls echoing in the air, as if telling of their pain and resentment in life.

Some of the undead were mutilated beyond recognition, yet they continued their frenzied attacks on their surrounding enemies. Others tried to escape the horrific battle, but were mercilessly dragged back to the battlefield by the remaining undead to continue the carnage.

In this chaotic battle, there are no victors, only endless suffering and death.

There were no screams of agony or terrified cries from the living; all that remained in this war was endless bloodlust and frenzied roars.

The spirits who had already died once had long since lost their fear of death.

Driven by an instinctive bloodlust, they relentlessly swung their mangled bodies, frantically attacking everything in their vicinity.

The lowly undead, devoid of any intelligence, have no concept of emotions; they only know how to steadfastly carry out the sole task assigned by the higher undead!

Kill all enemies in your way!

The undead army under Mo Xie's command, built upon the civilization of 30% of the Lieyang Nebula and composed of all life forms, far surpasses the combined forces of the Egyptian pyramids and the Western undead empire in both quantity and quality.

There are as many as eighteen undead of the Supreme Monarch level alone!

On average, three supreme monarchs under Mo Xie besieged one supreme monarch of the allied forces.

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

"Ugh!!!!"

With a loud roar and a shrill scream.

A supreme ruler under the command of Cyrus the Destroyer was replaced by three supreme rulers under Moye.

They tore apart the flesh and then devoured each other's necromantic energy.

As the necromantic energy was consumed, the supreme monarch vanished from the world completely.

One of the three Supreme Monarchs who devoured this Supreme Monarch directly advanced to the Invincible Monarch level.

With the fall of this supreme monarch, it was as if a floodgate had been opened.

One by one, the supreme rulers of the Western Alliance were devoured by the supreme rulers under Mo Xie's command.

Even the strongest of them, the Sphinx, was pinned to the ground by the undead who had initially advanced to the Invincible Monarch level, and then devoured by the four Supreme Monarchs.

The six doomed emperors, who watched this scene unfold from the air, were filled with rage.

But now he can't even take care of himself! How can he possibly control his subordinates?

As the battle at the Supreme Monarch level came to a conclusion, the war between the Monarch, Commander, and lower-ranking undead below became increasingly clear.

Seeing this, the deposed Alexander the Great felt a flicker of reluctance. If things continued like this, he feared he too might be left behind!

Augustus, the deposed emperor, also wanted to flee, but surrounded by two other deposed emperors, he could not even maintain his defense, let alone escape.

The white bone spear in the White Corpse King's hand, like a white snake, kept attacking him from all sorts of tricky angles.

The Agate Corpse King relentlessly bombarded the defenses he had painstakingly constructed.

But the first to scream was Pharaoh Hafra, who was taken away by the Mist Demon Commander.

As someone who was only a sub-emperor, he was already struggling to maintain his position against the Mist Demon Commander, who was at the level of a minor emperor.

Not to mention that the Mist Demon Commander was once the second most powerful dead king after the Mountain Corpse!

Although Jiuyou Hou rose to prominence by relying on the killings of Xuan Niao, in terms of sheer skill, she was still inferior to the Mist Ghost Commander.

With a scream, the Mist Demon Commander slowly emerged from Pharaoh Hafra.

Meanwhile, the soul fire in the eyes of Pharaoh Hafrah behind him continued to dissipate until his physical body turned into a pile of yellow sand and was blown away.

Seeing this, Pharaoh Khufu could no longer contain his fear and roared, "Even if I die today, I will fight you to the death!"

They then abandoned all defenses and launched a frenzied attack on the mountain corpse at any cost.

However, these attacks did not cause any damage to the mountain corpse's powerful body.

Seeing that ordinary attacks were ineffective, Pharaoh Khufu, in despair, began to gather all the remaining power he had.

Just as Pharaoh Khufu was gathering all his power, Moye suddenly struck. A dark ray of light shot from his fingertips, instantly striking Pharaoh Khufu and interrupting his power gathering. "You thought I'd give you a chance to fight to the death?" Moye's icy voice rang out.

At this moment, Augustus, the Emperor of the Dead, finally found an opening. He forcefully withstood the attack from the Agate Corpse King and used the recoil to escape into the distance. However, how could the White Corpse King let him go? He flashed and chased after him.

Seeing this, Alexander the Great attempted to follow suit, but the Skeleton Lord would not allow it. Several skeleton chains flew out and tightly bound him.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Corpse of the Mountain grabbed the Great Pyramid of Giza with both hands and shook it violently, causing the entire pyramid to teeter on the brink of collapse. Pharaoh Menkaure tried to help, but was blocked by the dragon breath spewed by the Bone Dragon.

Moye slowly ascended into the air, her hands forming a hand seal, and she chanted an obscure incantation. In an instant, the undead power on Moye's side on the battlefield greatly increased, and they began a full-scale annihilation of the remaining enemy undead. Of the six undead emperors, only Alexander the Undead Emperor and the pursued Augustus the Undead Emperor were left struggling. The outcome of this undead war was gradually becoming clear, and the scales of victory were completely tipped in Moye's favor.

Pharaoh Khufu, severely wounded by Mo Xie, looked at Mo Xie in the sky with resentment.

Upon seeing this, the mountain corpse unleashed a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, slamming it down on Pharaoh Khufu.

"Bang!!!! Rumble!!!!!"

With a tremendous sound and a deafening roar that shook the earth.

The most powerful and doomed emperor of the Egyptian pyramids, Khufu, who ruled for thousands of years, thus met his end.

The remaining aura of the dead was devoured by the corpses on the mountain peaks.

Having finally broken free of his shackles, the deposed emperor Alexander charged headlong into the sky towards Moye.

His scarlet eyes were filled with a final madness.

"Even if I die, I'll take you with me!!!"

Mo Xie's eyes remained completely unmoved, and Jiu You beside him vanished instantly.

Alexander the Great's body froze instantly in mid-air.

Moye slowly raised her right hand and grabbed Alexander the Great's neck, her eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

"Total destruction? A fight to the death? A bunch of stupid barbarians keep shouting this nonsense every day!"

As a crimson light appeared in Moye's eyes, a wisp of black energy enveloped Alexander the Deceased Emperor in her hand.

Upon seeing this, Jiuyou immediately flew out from Alexander the Great's body.

The recovered Alexander the Great stared in terror at the black mist that was enveloping him, screaming, "What is this? No!! Let me go! I'm willing to submit!! No!!! Ugh!!!!"

With a scream, the strongest Western emperor, Alexander the Great, had his necromantic energy completely drained by Mo Xie and vanished into nothingness.

Then, Mo Xie casually tossed the necromantic energy extracted from Alexander the Great to the Skeleton Demon Lord who had just arrived.

The Skeleton Demon Lord, who caught the mass of mortal energy, felt no joy whatsoever. He simply knelt before Mo Xie and said, "My king, I am incompetent! Please forgive me!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just an ant. Take it and absorb it."