With the addition of the three fallen angels, Alex’s side now had fourteen Monarch-level beings, while the enemy still had only ten. Their defeat was inevitable.

“Do you want the bodies?” Alex shifted the topic, asking Satan and Lilith.

From her observations, Alex suspected that Satan might have a similar ability to manipulate corpses. As for Lilith, she had only brought fallen angels, so Alex wasn’t sure. After all, it wouldn’t be fair to let them help without some form of compensation. Giving resources seemed redundant since top-tier Lords didn’t lack them. These bodies, however, could be more valuable.

“My troops can control minds, but corpses are useless. I need them alive,” Lilith replied, hinting at her preference for capturing live targets.

“I don’t need them either. Demons can control followers, even if they are corpses, but they won’t retain their domains. Monarch-levels would become pseudo-Monarch-levels, which is a waste,” Satan explained. To get true Monarch-level followers, demons needed to reach King level. The difference between pseudo-Monarch-level and Monarch-level was significant.

“Got it. That’s easy to handle,” Alex said, immediately ordering the undead to leave some alive.

Down below, Galvin was panicking. With the Justice Alliance gone, their Lord Alliance was no match for the undead.

When the Justice Alliance fled, Galvin had wanted to leave too. But when he opened the Alliance interface to notify Iago, he was stunned to see the Alliance’s member count had dropped to four.

The worst had happened—the Lords guarding their castles were dead!

Galvin scanned the battlefield. At this moment, their Alliance had fewer than twenty Lords left. They were desperately fighting the undead, but as the number of undead grew, they were gradually being overwhelmed. They had been fighting continuously, immersed in the joy of gaining experience points from killing the undead, without realizing they had no escape route left.

As the only remaining Monarch-level Lord, Galvin was receiving special attention from the undead.

Galvin was fighting alone against a gargoyle and a destroyer, both Monarch-levels.

Even one of them was hard for Galvin to handle, especially since he was a mage.

And Gargoyles and Destroyers were the worst opponents for a mage.

With their domains activated, Galvin’s magic attacks were rendered ineffective. As the undead devoured more magic, their attributes were enhanced.

Galvin was terrified of gargoyle and destroyer. He hadn’t known there were undead immune to magic.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and the sight of Alex floating above, overseeing the battlefield, only added to his fear.

On the ground, the Commanding-level undead were initially at a disadvantage, but with the addition of a Monarch-level necromancer, the tide turned.

The necromancer’s Bones Domain could instantly kill several Commanding-level troops. As these Commanding-levels were summoned as undead, Alex’s Commanding-level undead numbers grew, creating an overwhelming advantage.

The enemy had only 5,000 troops, while Alex’s undead army boasted 65,000.

“How did the Lords guarding the castles die?!”

A Lord’s exclamation drew attention, and others checked, finding their guarding Lords all dead.

“We’re finished. We have no way out… we can’t go back…”

“It must be the Elemental Alliance. They betrayed us. Damn it, fuck!”

“I submit!”

Realizing the situation, the Lords fell into chaos. Some panicked, some despaired, and others raged.

In this situation, there were only three options: defeat Alex, which was impossible; escape and become Freelancers, but the chances of escaping through the growing undead were nearly zero; or submit and hope for Alex’s mercy.

Alex ignored the submitting Lords, while Satan and Lilith watched coldly.

How ironic. These people had come to kill Alex, and now they wanted to submit. What a joke.

The Lords, in their desperate cries, had lost the will to fight. They were Commanding-level, facing 66K undead, utterly hopeless.

Alex gave them no chance. They had chosen to target her, and their fate was sealed—death.

The previously injured Monarch-level thunderbird had been slain by a demon. After fifteen minutes of summoning, the process was complete.

Boom!

A massive gray magic circle appeared, and a terrifying sight unfolded—a Monarch-level zombie titan was summoned.

This creature’s combat power was the most terrifying among all land-based undead. Now, a Monarch-level had emerged.

The zombie titan’s five markings lit up, and its terrifying punch made even other Monarch-levels scramble to avoid it.

Boom!

A massive shockwave radiated from the zombie titan’s fist, covering the ground in dust and causing violent tremors.

The Monarch-level troops managed to dodge, but the Commanding-level troops weren’t so lucky. The zombie titan’s punch killed over a hundred Commanding-level troops.

“What the hell is this thing? Is it really an undead?!”

Galvin was distracted by the zombie titan, not noticing the Destroyer charging its Mana Points.

Boom!

A brilliant explosion lit up the sky, bursting into a display of colors.

Galvin was hit before he could react. After fighting the Destroyer for so long, he hadn’t expected such a powerful attack.

“Cough, cough…”

Galvin fell to the ground, coughing violently, several bones broken. He struggled to rise but failed.

Suddenly, a broad sword filled his vision, and then everything went black.

Galvin was successfully killed by John.

A magic circle appeared beneath Galvin’s corpse, and fifteen minutes later, a ghost dragon wreathed in blue flames emerged.

The ghost dragon’s attack was a soul ray, resembling a laser, causing massive damage to the surroundings.

The ghost dragon then activated its domain, blue flames that could corrode souls flaring up. Any enemy touched by the flames had their soul instantly extinguished.

The Monarch-level ghost dragon was larger than typical ghost dragons, its blue flames purer.

Flying among the ghost dragons and bone dragons, it stood out.

“Wow, that’s so cool!” Ruby exclaimed, noticing the ghost dragon among the undead.

This ghost dragon had been summoned from Galvin’s corpse. Alex had expected Galvin, as one of the few Monarch-level Lords, to have some trump card.

But the Destroyer’s attack had severely injured him, and John had easily finished him off.

Alex’s side now had sixteen Monarch-level beings, while the enemy had only eight left.

The swamp had been devastated by the battle, no longer resembling a swamp.

Ruby went off to be a sneaky trickster, though her attacks were direct. Her unique methods left the Monarch-levels unable to react.

Satan, finding the pace too slow, charged back into the fray.

Alex and Lilith landed, waiting for the battle to end.

Alex had muted the system notifications again. Each Lord’s death triggered four or five messages, which was annoying. It was always the same stuff, and she couldn’t be bothered to read it.

In the Barren Plains, the three members of the Elemental Alliance saw the Justice Alliance Lords return and immediately move their castles.

Realizing the swamp battle might be ending, they saw the Justice Alliance’s panic and knew they had been defeated by Alex.

For the Elemental Alliance, it was time to leave the Barren Plains. Even without direct conflict with Alex, they couldn’t guarantee they wouldn’t be targeted.

They were now filled with fear of Alex. Even if they wanted to submit, they feared rejection. The safest option was to leave the Barren Plains.

“What about the resources outside?” Boreas asked, standing on the steps, looking at the supplies left in the castle ruins.

Hearing Boreas, the other two understood.

“We’re leaving anyway. Take everything!”

Eighteen castles’ worth of resources couldn’t be left behind.

Boreas went out to gather the supplies.

Earl and Cain exchanged glances and followed. Grabbing the resources before leaving was a no-brainer.

To their surprise, Ivy’s castle had the most resources, more than the three of them combined!

“That bitch deserved to die,” Cain spat. Ivy had gone back on their agreement, trying to hoard the resources and leave the Alliance. It was despicable.

This was why they hadn’t helped her, choosing to stand by. Luckily, they hadn’t intervened, or Ruby might have killed them.

The three quickly gathered all the resources, not wasting a moment, then returned to their castles. Boreas contacted his friends, and the three abandoned their castles, preparing to move.

With three flashes of white light, the last three castles vanished, leaving the Barren Plains in silence—a wasteland slowly dissipating in the wind.

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