If the pressure disappears for no reason, it must be because someone is carrying the burden for you.
Just as the garrison of Colton breathed a sigh of relief and gained a moment of peace, a great battle silently broke out in the darkness.
Sheena stood on the roof of a dilapidated house, arms crossed, her bright red eyes filled with a hint of resentment.
"Master, shouldn't we go up and help?" A giant eagle flapped its wings, eager to try.
"Go ahead and die if you want, I won't stop you," Sheena said coldly.
The giant eagle, having met with a rebuff, flew down to the side dejectedly.
"Hey, silly bird, can't you tell your master is in a bad mood? You still dare to go up and provoke him." The golden mouse sneered in a low voice.
"Why? Isn't intercepting the Abyss Army the Emperor's request?" the giant eagle wondered. Its master was always very proactive whenever Jiang Yan was involved, which was why it had volunteered to fight.
"So you're stupid. What is the Emperor's request?"
"We had to stop them for eight hours."
"Now take a look down."
The giant eagle looked down.
The densely packed skeleton soldiers were engaged in a bloody battle with the abyssal monsters. Relying on the powerful skeletons formed from the bones of those strong individuals, they fought back and forth. The gold-ranked demonic scorpion king was like a battlefield boss, rampaging everywhere.
At this rate of death, the more than 60,000 skeleton soldiers, without support and fighting to the death, would be completely wiped out in about 10 hours.
This has exceeded expectations, and there is absolutely no need to do anything extra.
"But I still don't understand why Master is unhappy. Isn't it a good thing to be able to complete the task without having to do anything?" the giant eagle asked, puzzled.
"Silly bird, don't you even consider which faction this duchy belongs to?" The golden rat said with a look of disdain. "If you do a bad job, you'll get scolded; if you do a good job, you'll be doing all the work for your political enemies. Do you think your master will be happy?"
"So that's how it is. Brother Rat really sees things clearly!" The giant eagle said with a look of annoyance, "I'm so stupid. I only knew that this was the Emperor's order, but I forgot that the light faction to which those birdmen belonged was irreconcilable with the undead faction to which my master belonged. Now my master has to sacrifice all his subordinates to buy them time. No wonder he's unhappy."
The golden mouse was pleased with the address "Brother Mouse" and squinted its eyes, praising, "Hmm, not too stupid."
"Sigh, those birdmen are no good," the giant eagle concluded indignantly.
On the other side, Sheena glanced at it expressionlessly, then couldn't help but reach for the longbow behind her back.
Two idiots, spouting nonsense.
As one of the heroic spirits of the Necropolis, how could she be such a shallow person?
At most, the fact that one is on opposing sides and does not want to "aid the enemy" is only a very minor factor.
These abyssal creatures cannot be transformed into undead, nor can they be controlled by cursed seals. What can she, a mere frail archer, do?
Moreover, this place is very close to the abyss passage. If the power used exceeds the limit and provokes some powerful beings to descend prematurely, it could easily ruin the Emperor's plans.
As for sacrificing some of her subordinates, that's the least important thing. She can find a place with abundant life and rebuild an army of 100,000 undead in a single day.
However, they were right about one thing: those bastards were no good.
They're only fit to be tools for the Emperor to manage faith; true expansion of territory still depends on our realm of the dead.
I suppose the Emperor understands this, otherwise he wouldn't have entrusted me with the most difficult task.
Sheena suddenly and carefully took out a white porcelain bottle from her inner pocket, poured out a small sugar bead and put it in her mouth, and immediately felt much better.
She turned to look at the skeleton army, which was completely suppressed by the abyss army, and frowned slightly.
"Very well, for the sake of the Emperor, let's buy some more time for those useless birdmen."
With the longbow in hand, and his power suppressed to the tenth level of Bronze, sixteen black arrows precisely pierced the vital points of each demon, like a merciless grim reaper, reaping lives in droves.
With Sheena joining the fray, the undead army's defeat was greatly slowed down.
Especially that mutated giant scorpion, which was like a war god in a battlefield where the average strength was less than bronze, could instantly kill a group of crawling demons with each swing of its huge pincers.
A Gold-level expert, terrifying indeed!
Eleven hours later, as the first rays of dawn shone, more than 20,000 undead soldiers still survived the desperate fight.
But at that moment, Sheena's expression changed. She looked towards the abyss passage in the distance, where two new monsters quietly descended.
A creature with strange, blood-red runes etched on its face, and two hairy hands each holding a translucent crystal.
They threw the crystals into the air, and instantly the blood from the corpses of the crawling demons flowed into the air as if drawn by a force.
The crystal, now fully saturated with blood, turned crimson and unleashed beams of blood-red light towards the skeleton army, each strike capable of instantly killing several skeletons.
Another type is hidden in a wide black robe. They hold a statue made of flesh and blood and kneel down to it with every step they take. With each kneel, a group of skeletons from the undead army not far away will suddenly fall to the ground.
Second-tier abyssal monsters, Blood Demons and Cursed Priests.
"It's time to go." Sheena decisively gave the order to retreat and recalled the demonized giant scorpion.
To deal with these second-tier monsters, she must go all out, otherwise it could easily trigger the premature arrival of third-tier monsters or even demigods from the abyss.
The time we've delayed is more than enough; there's no need to take any more risks.
After Sheena and the others left, with the Blood Demon and the Cursed Priest joining the fight, the 20,000 skeleton warriors, who had lost their commander and many powerful figures, were all wiped out in less than an hour.
The mighty army of the Abyss marched toward Colton City.
......
Meanwhile, in a hidden space beneath the palace of the Duchy of Hammank.
A huge ice crystal containing an old man slowly dissipated under the effect of the magic array.
King Zelen Hammank of the Principality stood respectfully below, waiting.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man above slowly opened his eyes, calmly surveyed his surroundings, and finally fixed his gaze on the king below.
"Which generation of my descendant are you?"
"Ancestor, I am your thirteenth descendant, Zelen Hammak," the king said excitedly. This was a demigod-level ancestor, the founding emperor of the Duchy of Hammak.
"So much time has passed." The old man sighed softly. "This Eternal Freeze Array is the work of the gods. It only automatically dissipates when the Abyss descends. So, the Abyss has invaded once again?"
"Yes, our ancestor. Ten days ago, the sealed abyss passage reappeared."
"Ten days ago... So it's time for me to fulfill my mission." The old man murmured to himself, and after a long while, he looked at Zeren and said, "Since you are the current king, you should know the mission of our people."
“Of course, Ancestor. We need to wait for a true god to descend, who will lead us to defeat the Abyss and free the Hammank race from the eternal curse.”
“That’s right. I can foresee the imminent arrival of the Abyss Demon General. It is a terrifying existence that we absolutely cannot defeat. I will do as my predecessors have done, activate the End Formation, and at the cost of my life and that of eighty percent of my people, call upon the will of all realms to descend and perish together with it, so as to preserve the flame of the duchy.”
The old man's expression was sorrowful: "Before I die, I will pass on my power to you. You must wait here quietly until the abyss passage is resealed, and all the false gods have perished or departed. Then, emerge again to establish a nation on this land, awaiting the descent of the true god foretold in the prophecy, and then..."
“Wait, Ancestor,” Zelen suddenly interrupted, “Perhaps this time you don’t have to sacrifice yourself.”
"The true god has descended."
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