Outside a bottomless cave in the Misty Valley.
“Right here, Master.” The controlled Blood Crocodile said smugly, “It was originally a gathering place for a group of underground dwarves. After our clan was driven out of the central area, we took over this place.”
The golden rat glanced at them disdainfully. A group of mutated crocodiles had all gone to hide in caves instead of staying in the swamp. What were they so proud of?
It turned around and gave a fawning look: "Master, should I send some gophers to scout ahead? We're professionals at digging!"
"No need." Sheena casually finished off the Blood Crocodile with an arrow and ordered, "Kill."
Without hesitation, the golden-tier demonic giant scorpion plunged into the pit, followed closely by tens of thousands of skeleton warriors writhing in eerie green flames, resembling death gods from hell against the backdrop of the pitch-black environment.
Bang! Bang!
Soon, the sounds of fierce fighting came from underground.
It could be vaguely sensed that the demonic giant scorpion, which had been rampaging along, had encountered a powerful opponent and was being stopped.
"Found you." Sheena, who had been waiting quietly outside the cave, suddenly vanished in a flash.
"Looks like we'll have another companion," the giant eagle said cheerfully.
“No, I bet five soul crystals it won’t survive three chapters.” The golden rat’s small eyes gleamed with intelligence.
"Why? I feel that this crocodile leader is very powerful, at least at the high-level gold rank."
"Tch, what good is being able to fight?" the golden rat said disdainfully. "To survive in this world, you need to know how to talk and have emotional intelligence. With the intelligence of this kind of race, even I look down on them, let alone Lady Sheena."
"I see, Brother Rat is right!" the giant eagle exclaimed in realization.
"Of course. Alright, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and follow. We need to let our master see how worried we are about her." The golden mouse snorted smugly and beckoned the giant eagle to enter the cave together.
When the two arrived underground, the battle had already ended, unsurprisingly.
A particularly large blood crocodile stood obediently beside Sheena, cooperating in gathering all its members and ordering them to give up resistance.
"All done?" Sheena asked casually, a bow already in her hand.
"Yes, Master!" The Blood Crocodile Chieftain opened his eyes wide and quickly looked around, afraid of missing a single member of his clan: "They're all here!"
"Oh...right, Master, there are also some dwarves imprisoned in jail."
Um?
Upon hearing this, Sheena paused as she prepared to draw her bow.
What a pleasant surprise! She remembered Jiang Yan mentioning many times that there weren't enough dwarves in Holy Spirit City.
"Dwarfs? How many are there?"
"There were originally more than a thousand, but now there are only 30 or so left. We've eaten them all, hehe." As if thinking of some delicious food, the Blood Crocodile Chieftain chuckled, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous sound of bowstrings vibrating rang out, and thirty-two black arrows instantly pierced the Blood Crocodile Chieftain's head, turning him into a hedgehog.
"Damn idiot, why don't you eat yourself!"
Sheena's expression suddenly darkened. Over 1,000 dwarves—she could already imagine how delighted the Emperor would be to receive such a gift.
If she were to rescue such a large number of dwarves, it wouldn't be a problem for the future development of Holy City to slightly favor the undead region.
Damn it, the chance to overpower the angel is gone just like that!
The angrier she got, the more she couldn't help but draw her bow and fire another round.
Looking at the blood crocodile corpse riddled with arrows, the giant eagle couldn't help but shudder. It secretly cast an admiring glance at the golden rat. It was indeed farsighted!
After a long while, having vented her anger, Sheena controlled the last remaining blood crocodile and said expressionlessly, "Lead the way."
After passing through a narrow, dark tunnel, a stone cell holding dozens of dwarves came into view.
Seemingly hearing the commotion, several of them struggled to their feet and shouted in hoarse voices, "Damn beasts, come and eat me if you dare! If I even flinch, I'm your grandson!"
She casually killed the blood crocodile that had led the way, then stopped, her brow furrowing slightly. She usually turned people into skeletons or controlled them with cursed seals; she wasn't particularly adept at persuading them to surrender.
Especially since the other party seemed quite rude, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist killing them all.
After a moment's thought, she kicked the blood crocodile's corpse to the front of the stone cell and said calmly, "I've killed all these beasts and avenged you. In return, I need you to pledge allegiance to the Undead Emperor."
"Well done, uh... undead?!"
Inside the stone cell, more than thirty dwarves cried out in surprise and instinctively huddled together.
Although the Abyss is now the common enemy of all worlds, the undead, a force that once brought destruction to many worlds, is no less formidable.
A relatively burly dwarf man's expression changed several times. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying, "Powerful undead life, thank you for your help, but our ancestors once forged artifacts for the gods of the Holy Light faction. This is an unparalleled honor, and we cannot serve the undead and bring shame upon our ancestors."
"Is that so? I'm sorry." Sheena took down her longbow. "Then serve me in another form."
In the undead world, the usual practice is to turn anyone they fancy into one of their own kind first. For Sheena, even offering to recruit someone was already the limit.
"Wait, Master, why don't I try to persuade them?" The golden mouse, carefully observing Sheena's expression, suddenly volunteered.
"You?" Sheena hesitated for a moment, then took two steps back, her meaning clear.
The mouse was overjoyed. If it could accomplish this, it would please both its master and its master's master, thus securing its position and eliminating any worries about being turned into a skeleton!
"Ahem." It cleared its throat, faced the dwarves inside the stone cell, and tried to appear sincere: "Family members..."
"How laughable! A cowardly rat who has sided with the dead dares to try to persuade us to pledge allegiance," the dwarves mocked.
In the face of a conflict of faiths, they might be willing to yield a little to someone as powerful and kind as Sheena, but they certainly wouldn't give a mere rat a friendly look.
The golden rat's face flushed red instantly. So what if I'm a rat? I am a rat!
It turned around and said, "Master, why don't we just kill it?"
Um...
Just as Sheena was about to make her move, she suddenly put down her bow and arrow, looked up at the ground, and smiled slightly: "The Emperor has arrived. Let's go back."
What should we do with these dwarves?
"Take them all up with you and hand them over to the Emperor for disposal."
Soon, the group emerged from the cave, and Sheena greeted them with a smile, her steps seemingly lighter than before.
"What brings you here, Your Majesty?"
"I brought you a gift." Jiang Yan smiled slightly and pointed to the air.
A frost bone dragon over a hundred meters long was circling back and forth, with five abominations tightly huddled together on its upper body, as if afraid of falling off.
Do you like it?
“Of course, with these, we can clear the passage through the entire valley for you much faster.” Sheena said happily, “By the way, Your Majesty, I also have a gift for you.”
"What do you think of those dwarves? Could they be of any help in the construction of Holy Spirit City?"
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up. He was planning to renovate all the city walls of Holy Spirit City and re-engrave array patterns. With an extra 30-odd oxen and horses, he wouldn't have to worry about not having enough manpower.
"Well, but they don't seem willing to surrender..." Sheena softly recounted what had happened earlier.
“That’s right, we will never betray the glory of our ancestors and join the ranks of the undead. Kill us if you want!” Several dwarves held up by skeleton soldiers shouted as they felt the gazes of the two men.
"Undead?"
Jiang Yan flipped his hand to put away "Catastrophe," activated the Angel Heart within his body, and a most orthodox holy aura surrounded him. Twelve illusory wings slowly appeared behind him, like a god.
"Who told you I am a spirit of the dead? I am the creator of all things, the master of the gods, the controller of the holy light, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord of Light."
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