Full-time Creation Master

Undead Anomalies: Khufu and Medusa's Game-Breaking Move

However, not all undead forces are as "docile" as those that were crushed and subjugated by Sha Yuan and Dead Man Mountain.

Take, for example, the Great Pyramid of Giza and the Pyramid of Khafre in Egypt, those ancient relics that have stood for thousands of years. They had long sensed something was amiss from this wave of the expansion of the dead.

These ancient creatures, who have lived for thousands of years, are far more cunning than ordinary spirits, and are terrifyingly sensitive to changes in the surrounding forces.

In Khufu's view, the undead forces of the Dragon Kingdom were the only ones who could rival him (confidence).

But now the other side is advancing steadily and expanding in this way.

It's obvious they're secretly trapping him, trying to confine his pyramid scheme to the African continent.

I'm not going to fight you, are you trying to overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

A sense of crisis overwhelmed Khufu's soul, and he could no longer sit still.

Previous considerations about "humans converting the dead needing to take into account sustainable development" have become utterly worthless in the face of the overwhelming risk of being surrounded and destroyed.

Khufu immediately ordered the full activation of all the pyramids within his territory.

A massive number of undead poured out from the depths of the pyramid's underground chambers, launching a frenzied attack on human territory.

The once silent desert was now filled with deathly energy, rolling like dark clouds. The clanging of skeletons' armor, the low growls of mummies, and the sirens of human cities echoed across the entire North African continent.

Khufu dared to take such a desperate gamble because he was driven to the brink of desperation.

The world of the dead across the entire African continent has long been divided up by various pyramid forces within the country, and there is no hope of strengthening one's power by integrating the local undead.

But what if we expand westward?

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Su Lu's reputation was not just for show; he was not so arrogant as to disregard the person at the very top of the pyramid of power and influence in the human world.

There was no way forward and pursuers behind.

Khufu had no choice but to resort to the most extreme method—the destructive exploitation of "humanity" as a resource.

In his view, rather than being slowly surrounded and killed by the dragon kingdom's undead, it would be better to first frantically harvest humans and turn them into undead.

Even if it disrupts the balance between the undead and humans, we must first gather enough power to break the current predicament.

At worst, once we defeat the Abyss of Fiends and the Skeleton Legion, we can give the slaves on this land some time to recuperate.

Gradually, the human population will grow wildly, like weeds.

The unusual activity at the Great Pyramid of Giza was immediately reported to the Medusa Empire.

Upon hearing the news, Queen Medusa's crimson vertical pupils flashed with a hint of solemnity as she thought to herself, "This old thing has been forced to this point."

If this continues, the situation in Africa will be completely thrown into chaos.

The Medusa Empire may not be able to remain unaffected either.

The near-fatal injury she sustained during her trip to Lafite completely extinguished Queen Medusa's ulterior motives.

More importantly, Queen Medusa had already established a connection with Chu Ming through her youngest daughter, thus creating a subtle link between herself and the undead forces of the Dragon Kingdom.

Seeing Khufu tear off the mask and expand with all his might, she no longer hesitated and immediately ordered the army to prepare for war. The once dormant Serpent Empire also began to stir.

In an instant, the situation on the African continent changed completely.

The previously relatively stable border between the human and undead territories was completely shattered by Khufu's insane actions.

The addition of the Medusa Empire further steered the chaos in unpredictable directions.

However, Egypt and Africa are regions that have been invaded by the undead for many years.

Therefore, even though the 'intensity' was somewhat greater, and it was even the only one in the world that dared to carry out a large-scale massacre of a human settlement city, it didn't attract much 'attention'!

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The Anxiety of the Holy City: The Collapse of Authority Amid Global Conflict

Holy City, Council Hall.

The holy light emanating from the golden dome could not dispel the solemnity and panic within the hall.

Several archangels who held the highest power in the Holy City, along with several of the Holy City's "capable ministers and elders," stood around the huge crystal map.

His gaze was fixed on the crimson and inky black spreading across the map.

Their faces looked worse than the last.

"It's chaos, complete chaos!"

Chaos everywhere!

An archangel clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white, his voice filled with barely suppressed frustration.

"Fight! Fight!"

The whole world is at war!

On the crystal map, the red markers representing war are no longer just a few scattered dots.

Instead, it swept across countries and regions on every continent like a tidal wave.

From the deserts of Africa to the plains of North America, from the permafrost of the Far East to the Gobi Desert of West Asia, it is almost impossible to find a completely peaceful and pristine place.

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Even more glaring were the dense black markings—the strongholds of demon emperors and rebellious forces such as the Black Vatican.

They completely disregarded the orders and authority of the Holy City, treating them like toilet paper without any attempt to conceal it.

"Look at these guys!"

Another archangel raised his hand and angrily pointed to several particularly dark black areas on the map, his tone full of helplessness and resentment.

"The Great Pyramid of Giza and the Abyss of Shah have been scourges for one or two thousand years."

Even after exhausting all our efforts, our holy city could not solve the problem.

In this chaotic world, can a solution really be conjured up out of thin air?

Mentioning Qiu Zhibai of Dead Man Mountain, his tone became even more venomous: "And that Qiu Zhibai!"

It's lawless!

They even dared to kill the archangel who had not yet fully returned to the Holy City!

This isn't just a lack of reverence for the holy city; it's clearly treating us like we're nothing!

What's even more infuriating is his undead immortality; no matter how you kill him, you can't kill him. It's as if God has no eyes!

"The underworld version of the Three Kingdoms!

This is basically a ghost story version of the Three Kingdoms!

Someone couldn't help but scoff, their tone filled with bitterness, "Khufu, Sha Yuan, and the Mountain of the Dead stand in a three-way standoff, throwing the entire Underworld and even the mortal realm into chaos, yet our Holy City can't get a foothold!"

Before the complaints had even stopped, the topic shifted to the Black Vatican: "And the Black Vatican's Sarang!"

That woman actually ascended to the throne of a god!

They appeared openly and honestly on the peninsula!

Our Holy City lowered itself to try and take her in as a dog, and she actually dared to refuse!

What's even worse is that she killed several of our Holy City's Archangels!

If this isn't addressed, what will become of the Holy City's prestige?

He raised his hand and pointed to an area near the Holy City on the map, his expression growing increasingly serious: "Look at the Raffi region!"

The blackness there is almost a continuous stretch!

Keep in mind that the Rafi region is not far from the holy city!

Who can guarantee that those lawless emperors won't one day have a sudden urge to destroy the holy city to vent their anger?

A brief silence fell over the hall. Everyone knew that the Holy City's situation was no longer what it used to be.

As the nominal supreme rulers and overseers of the world, they cannot truly ignore the requests for help from various countries; otherwise, the authority of the Holy City would be completely destroyed.

But how easy is it to actually intervene?

Putting everything else aside, if the shackles that prevent the forbidden spells from being used at will were lifted, the first thing the Holy City would object to would be!

Let's not forget the enormous price we paid to implement the ban on curses.

How many disobedient forbidden spellcasters have been killed?

This achievement must not be ruined!

The Forbidden Spells Act stipulates that spellcasters not belonging to the Holy City are strictly prohibited from taking action without the Holy City's approval—this is an important cornerstone for the Holy City to maintain its authority.

In the past, the Holy City made countless enemies in order to implement this bill, so it is naturally impossible for it to give up easily now.

The archangels inside the temple had different mindsets.

Uriel, who was the first to return to the Holy City, sat calmly to the side, as if the chaos before him had nothing to do with him, displaying a mature and composed demeanor.

The newly returned Remiel, however, is a completely different character.

Remiel seized a large part of the discourse power in the Holy City in just two or three years by successfully judging Kriel.

They have always been keen to maintain their authority.

Seeing the majesty of the Holy City being trampled upon like this, he could no longer suppress his anger, and the holy light around him became somewhat restless.

"Are we just going to watch?" Remiel slammed his hand on the table.

His voice was loud and clear, full of anger and resentment, and his eyes were fixed on Uriel as if he were questioning him.

Faced with Remiel's anger, Uriel merely raised his eyelids slightly, his tone calm and indifferent: "You can act on behalf of the Holy City, I didn't stop you."

Upon seeing this, another returning archangel curled his lips into a sneer.

Clearly, they have no interest in this power struggle.

He said nothing, turned around and left the council hall.

Unlike Remiel, who was so eager for power, flowers, and applause, he preferred to stay behind the scenes and observe the development of all things in the world with a detached eye.

"snort!"

Remiel was taken aback by Uriel's attitude, and seeing another archangel standing aside only fueled his anger.

He gave a heavy snort, turned around abruptly, kicked open the door of the council hall, and stormed out, slamming the door shut.

The hall doors slammed shut with a loud bang, echoing through the empty council hall, but it failed to break the deep-seated solemnity.

Uriel gazed in the direction Remiel had gone, his eyes deep and unfathomable; no one knew what he was plotting.

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