Arsen Continent

The scorching sun blazed overhead, and the sea breeze carried a pungent, fishy odor. The ocean had calmed, no longer churning with monstrous waves, but its waters were now murky, tainted with something unknown.

Atop the cliff, the corpses of Sea Race creatures were piled high, forming a grotesque wall that towered over the ramparts of the fallen angels’ city.

The endless hordes of the undead started converging, gathering within the city before teleporting back to their designated locations.

Only a contingent of high-level undead remained, led by Arthas and the six other race kings.

Although the Monarch level undead had suffered some losses, Arthas had resurrected most of them. It could be said that they had sustained almost zero casualties above Monarch level.

These were extraordinary times, and Arthas was unwilling to lose even a single Monarch level undead. During the fusion process, a single Monarch undead was worth over a thousand Standard level undead.

The skies cleared, and the Sea Race assault had subsided. Lilith breathed a sigh of relief. At least for now, her kingdom was safe.

However, Death Spirit had a nagging feeling that this wasn’t the end, or perhaps not as simple as they had initially thought.

The Sea Race had deployed millions of lesser troops to invade the land. Surely, they hadn’t done so just to die?

Lilith had also considered this, but what could she do? She was currently preoccupied with cleaning up the stench of rotting Sea Race corpses.

“Be prepared to evacuate at any moment.”

Death Spirit materialized before Lilith, its voice abrupt.

“I understand. I’ve already made preparations. I won’t die here, especially not at the hands of these stinking fish.”

Lilith was surprised by the undead’s intelligence. They had also anticipated this possibility.

“Has there been any response from the humans or the Holy Court?” Arthas inquired curiously, addressing Death Spirit.

Even if they were located in the center of the continent, they should have received news of the Sea Race invasion by now.

Why had they remained silent?

Death Spirit paused, its clone within the undead empire relaying the question to Xiao Hui, who then used the system to contact Sophie, who was far away on the Valoria continent.

This back-and-forth communication took some time.

Finally, Death Spirit spoke. “The ordinary citizens of the Southridge Republic are completely unaware of the Sea Race invasion.”

The other race kings were stunned, and even Lilith looked surprised.

“The Mage Guild must be suppressing the information. It would cause widespread panic.”

This explanation seemed plausible, but Death Spirit pondered the situation further. Something felt amiss. There might be another possibility.

“Perhaps the Mage Guild has been cut off from information.”

“Why would you say that?”

Lilith couldn’t believe that the mighty Mage Guild would be unaware of such a significant event.

Death Spirit explained its reasoning.

Although the Sea Race invasion was massive, the highest-level creatures they had deployed were only Monarch level. Did this truly pose a threat to the Mage Guild, with its Emperor level and even Sovereign level members?

The power dynamics on the Arsen continent were clear. Apart from the undead, the only other major faction was the Holy Court and its affiliated races. If they intended to target the Mage Guild, they could easily isolate the Southridge Republic, located in the center of the continent. Would the elves and giants inform the Mage Guild?

Lilith was taken aback. Had the undead unknowingly become the third major faction on the Arsen continent?

“If that’s the case, why didn’t you inform the humans?”

But then she realized the folly of her question. The Sea Race had retreated. Informing the humans now would only expose the fallen angel kingdom, bringing trouble upon herself.

“I understand.”

Lilith’s face grew serious. She had a feeling they might be caught in a grand conspiracy.

“It all depends on the Sea Race’s next move. Their invasion was likely aimed at securing control of the Arsen continent’s coastline, but they didn’t anticipate encountering us.”

Death Spirit remained expressionless, as if the matter was of no concern to it.

“Death Spirit, report this information to Xiao Hui and have the others prepare.”

Crane, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

Their forces on the Arsen continent weren’t limited to Lilith’s kingdom. There was also the dwarf city, which hadn’t yet been relocated, and the Light Titan kingdom.

With the Sea Race invasion quelled, the seven race kings were gradually withdrawing the main undead force back to the undead empire.

Given the undead’s expansion capabilities, leaving a few King level necromancers behind was enough to quickly raise a new army.

“Now that the fighting has ceased, we shall return to the undead empire. Leaving a few King level undead here will be sufficient to assist you in repelling any future Sea Race incursions.”

Arthas stepped forward, addressing Lilith.

“Thank you for your assistance.”

Lilith responded with gratitude.

“The remaining elves and giants no longer pose a threat. If you need to quickly regain your strength, you could target them.”

John offered a suggestion before departing.

“Thank you.”

Lilith watched as the six race kings left the fallen angel kingdom, leaving behind only Death Spirit’s clone and a few King level undead.

On the Eldoria continent, within the undead empire.

Xiao Hui had already informed Xiao Mu and Sophie of the situation. Their kingdoms were located inland, giving them ample time to react if their suspicions proved true.

The undead currently controlled nearly one-sixth of the Eldoria continent and less than one-third of the Arsen continent. They were reluctant to abandon these territories unless absolutely necessary.

“Garethor, what is the relationship between the Holy Court, the angels, and the Sea Race?”

Xiao Hui suspected that this was all part of the Holy Court’s machinations. She was unfamiliar with the intricacies of these major factions and could only seek answers from Garethor.

“The Sea Race? They’ve always kept to themselves. In my memory, they’ve never collaborated with other races. Besides, most land races despise those sea creatures.”

Garethor’s explanation only deepened Xiao Hui’s confusion. Could it be that the Holy Court wasn’t involved after all?

As they continued their discussion in the hall, a beam of sunlight suddenly pierced through the open doorway, illuminating the interior.

“How is there sunlight?”

Xiao Hui immediately stepped out of the hall and looked up at the sky.

A tunnel had appeared amidst the perpetually overcast sky, as if pierced by the sun’s rays, allowing sunlight to reach the ground.

This beam of sunlight fell directly upon the palace.

“What’s going on?”

Xiao Hui turned to Garethor, who had followed her out. Sunlight on the Eldoria continent?!

“The clouds disperse, dawn illuminates the land, and the Eldoria continent shall be reborn!”

Garethor gazed at the sunlight, his voice filled with excitement.

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