Several squads of fully armed knights patrolled the area, serving as lookouts and providing support.

After bursts of fire and smoke, the fish that escaped the net, the undead parasites wriggling on the ground, turned into puddles of black scum.

A lizardman walking ahead used his X-ray vision and eagle eyes to examine the remains of the undead, when he suddenly spotted something strange.

Inside the charred corpse of a necromancer, there was a lump of flesh entangled by parasites.

The parasites were intertwined with each other, like countless blood vessels tied together, emitting a rhythmic pulsation.

The lizardman raised his hand and shouted a warning behind him.

But, no sooner said than done.

The mass of flesh made of parasites suddenly moved.

Countless parasitic tentacles burst forth from the corpse, swarming towards the scattered remains of the body.

Like ants foraging for food, these parasitic tentacles drag dozens of corpses to their side, pressing them tightly together, and in the blink of an eye, they become a giant "corpse ball".

Upon seeing the strange "corpse ball" in front of him, the lizardman's first reaction was to run.

But as he pulled his leg away, countless tentacles on the corpse sphere pushed across the ground, and the entire sphere suddenly began to roll at high speed, almost instantly "swallowing" the lizardman into the corpse.

The adjutant, who had already descended from the watchtower, could hardly believe his ears when he heard the communication from the hive. He quickly called out to Cumberland, who was walking ahead of him.

"M-Sir, there's another undead!"

Cumberland stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide as he turned around: "What did you say?!"

"There's another undead, a spherical undead..."

Cumberland shoved his adjutant aside, dashed up the watchtower, and quickly grabbed the binoculars to look into the distance.

A giant "corpse ball" four meters high, pieced together from dozens of corpses, rolled at high speed across the battlefield, devouring corpses and soldiers.

Cumberland shouted angrily, "What the hell is that?!"

The adjutant couldn't give him an answer: "Report... there has never been such a necromancer before..."

Seeing the sphere of corpses swallow two dwarves who were cleaning up the battlefield, Cumberland, both shocked and anxious, immediately ordered, "Order all troops to retreat and regroup."

Just as the adjutant was about to relay the order, Cumberland suddenly stopped him again.

"Cancel the previous command."

The adjutant was dumbfounded: "Sir, why are you canceling the order?"

Cumberland frowned and said, "Those Crusader soldiers can't outrun that damned corpse ball! Order the third phalanx to retreat, the first phalanx to rebuild its shield wall, and the second phalanx to prepare to engage!"

Waiting for his adjutant to relay the order, Cumberland said to him separately, "Give a separate order to all the Knight Commanders: if any Crusader soldier is found to be infected, no matter who it is, immediately disinfect them on the spot. Do not let a single one escape!"

The adjutant shivered and nodded in agreement.

On the other side of the battlefield, Carroll and Aldenan stared blankly at the "corpse ball" that was rolling closer and closer, completely dumbfounded.

"What is that?!"

"have no idea."

The Crusader commander then issued an order—erect a double-layered shield wall, reinforce it, and make sure to block the undead's attack.

Watching the sphere of corpses grow larger and larger as it devoured the bodies on the battlefield, Aldenan shakily picked up the crossbow and whispered, "Can that thing be blocked with a shield?"

Carroll stood with the other orcs, raised his shield above his head, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know if we can stop them, but if we can't, we'll all die."

The spherical undead moved in an S-shaped pattern on the battlefield, and after devouring nearly two hundred corpses, it grew to a height of eight meters.

Countless parasitic tentacles, like octopus tentacles, extended from the corpse, acting as propulsion for the rolling of the corpse sphere.

When the spherical undead got within 200 meters of the shield wall, a volley of crossbow bolts was fired.

Like a stone hitting cotton, the crossbow bolts failed to cause any damage to the spherical undead, or even slow it down in the slightest.

When the undead approached within 100 meters, the elves and the woolly people began to unleash their elemental powers.

Fireballs, lightning, and ice struck the surface of the spherical undead, at most blasting open a few corpses that served as its "shell," but still failing to cause any damage.

Finally, the spherical undead slammed into the shield wall of the first formation.

The orcs, wielding their giant shields, were thrown back several meters by the immense impact, but ultimately managed to stop the undead's advance.

The Gorgon, standing behind the giant shield, began firing petrifying rays at the sphere of corpses, and petrified corpses peeled off the spherical undead.

However, the spherical undead extended its tentacles to the undead remains scattered across the battlefield, constantly replenishing and repairing the corpses' outer shells.

Worst of all, the necromantic parasites on the spherical undead began to bypass the shield wall and attack the orcish crusaders behind the shield.

Black parasites burrowed into the skin of the Crusader soldiers, screams rose and fell, and blood rained down on the ground.

Even so, the orc soldiers did not flinch.

"For the Dragon God!"

"All glory belongs to the Dragon God!"

When one orc fell, devoured by parasites, another orc took the shield from his hands without hesitation and continued to maintain the shield wall's defenses, never allowing the undead to penetrate behind it even a little.

Standing atop the watchtower, Cumberland witnessed this scene, and his hands clenched together involuntarily, turning completely bloodless.

He quickly considered countermeasures, then ordered, "Order the second formation to concentrate fire and attack the center of that sphere!"

Fireballs, lightning, ice spears, and petrifying rays converged on the center of the giant corpse sphere.

One corpse after another was shattered into pieces, and the necromancer's repair speed could no longer keep up with the frequency of the attacks.

Finally, a deep gash was blasted into the spherical undead's shell, revealing the fleshy mass of parasites entwined around the core of the sphere.

A Valkyrie hovering in the air swooped down to the ground, took her spear from her back, and hurled it with all her might toward the core of the corpse sphere.

The spear shattered the parasite's core, and the entire sphere of corpses crumbled instantly, like dry clay.