As Cucha Asan's giant lizard troops entered the battle, the undead found themselves increasingly outmatched.

Though they were immortal, they were relentlessly crushed, further exacerbated by Micah's occasional attacks that siphoned their life force.

At that moment, all the giant lizards seemed to sense something, ceasing their assaults and prostrating themselves on the ground.

Cucha Asan noticed the unusual behavior of his troops.

None could compel them into such a submissive stance except for one being.

He looked up and saw it.

A dragon.

Micah also glanced upwards, spotting a frost giant dragon approaching with a human figure at top its back.

This cannot be the undead lord, can it? What the? From a top Shia Bing, Bayou had a commanding view of the two lords below.

Shiao Bing attack.

As they neared their adversaries, a magical array began to materialize before Shiaoing.

A tempest of blizzard and colossal ice shards rained down upon the battlefield.

Even at that moment, the giant lizards dared not move.

Any struck by Shia Bing's magic were instantly transformed into ice sculptures, subsequently shattered by the torrent of ice crystals.

Micah quickly cast a defensive spell, but his shield was swiftly obliterated.

Fortunately, Kucha Asan intervened just in time, and together they barely managed to withstand Shiao Bing's magic.

Observing this, Bayu's right eye glimmered, and the hexag pattern within his pupil shifted into a crystallin design.

He too invoked frost magic, augmenting Shiao Bing spell.

The entire battlefield was now engulfed in a blizzard, the ground gradually icing over.

Even Micah's knight units began to falter, their movements sluggish as they started to freeze.

Recognizing that both lords were mages, Bayou wasted no time and opted to confront them directly.

His form gradually turned pale, ultimately transforming into an ice entity as he began to dissolve at top.

Shiao Bing amidst the snow and ice below by silhouette coalesed, wielding a side that transformed into black mist, vanishing from sight.

In the blink of an eye, Bayou appeared before the two lords, swinging her scythe toward them.

With her right eye activated, her perception sharpened immensely, allowing her to sense a surge of killing intent emanating from sand shadow.

A razor sharp blade suddenly slashed out from within the darkness.

But Bayou, having anticipated the strike, swiftly parried it with her scythe.

Her gaze fell upon a middle-aged man sporting a thin mustache and wielding a katana.

Another one.

Using the momentum, Bayou leaped backward while the man Itchio Hatu licked his lips, eyeing her with predatory interest.

Such a fine specimen.

Only after Hatcher intercepted by Yu's ambush did Cucha, Asan, and Micah finally react.

Well done, Lord Hatcher.

Has Lord Part Gi Jang arrived yet? He's always slow.

As they spoke, the three lords began encircling Bayou.

Hatcher at the front, Micah and Asan at the rear, forming a triangular formation.

Hateroo<unk>s troops were armored warriors, long deceased and devoid of life, with several among them at the commander level.

As the three lords forces clashed with Bayu's undead legion, Shiao Bing provided aerial support from above.

The undead reinforcements had yet to arrive with only the swiftest death knights managing to join the fry.

Still, they were more than enough to counter the enemy troops.

Bayou had already assessed the situation.

None of the opposing forces possessed the ability to permanently destroy the undead, save for the Westerner's magic.

Thus, he was her primary target for elimination.

Among them, the Japanese lord stood as the strongest, just one tier below by you herself.

Just as the force stood locked in tension, Park Ji Jang finally arrived, leading his serpentine troops.

Ah, damn it.

Xi Jang let out a pain howl before his body convulsed violently, his limbs and torso swelling grotesqually until he transformed into a 3 m tall crimson giant.

Now in his monstrous form, Ji Jang took his place beside Hataroo, completing the quartet.

Two in front, two behind.

I'll take fewer resources, but her corpse belongs to me.

Lord Hateroo remains as ferocious as ever.

How about I gift you a giant lizard instead? who would be interested in a lizard.

The fourlords chatted casually, utterly dismissing Bu's presence.

Hateroo, blinded by lust, had never encountered such beauty in his homeland of cherry blossoms.

If it were her, he swore he'd shatter his own nightly record.

Cuchai San, however, remained indifferent.

Any female creature would suffice for him.

Micah, ashamed to associate with such degenerates, dared not speak up, knowing he was the weakest among them.

Meanwhile, Bayou stood idly by, her scythe resting on her shoulder, one hand lazily gripping the hilt.

None of the four lords matched her strength.

With her size's power, she could crush them effortlessly.

Once her reinforcements arrived, these lords wound Te have the chance to flee.

Then she would raise their castles to the ground.

Daring to fantasize about her, Bayou observed that the four individuals seemed to have concluded their discussion, all gazing in his direction.

"Have you finished?" he inquired.

Then let the spirits of the departed be filled by the legions of each of you.

With that, by you brandished his sighthe dragging along the ground.

His right eye emanated a crimson glow, and the icy pattern within his pupil transformed into flames.

In an instant, a fierce inferno erupted within a 100 meter radius, causing the ice and snow to melt away, trees to be consumed, and the ground to vanish entirely, leaving behind a vast sea of fire.

The troops of the four lords began to scatter in panic.

The raging flames created a scarlet hell, enveloping the four lords within its fiery grasp.

Bayou expressed his sincere gratitude for everyone's encouragement and support.

Chapter 101.

one against for the four individuals felt the searing heat beneath their feet.

Yet each possessed equipment and magic to withstand the flames which could not harm them.

What is this a domain? Cooa Aan gazed in astonishment at the surrounding scene.

The flames had even altered the terrain creating a combat environment advantageous to the caster.

Only a being of royal strength could possess a domain.

This is merely a pseudo domain.

with it.

Recalling his fortunate encounter with royal level clashes in the dark forest where true domains were indeed terrifying.

Fear not, she is merely a sorceress.

Mica's spell book floated before her.

Flipping its pages in preparation for an assault.

Although she was uncertain why this undead lord wielded fire magic, Maha believed that her holy light would effectively counter the undead and thus would also be useful against this lord.

Ebasi Lang was the first to charge at Bayou with his sword.

While he was the strongest among the four lords, he was also the one devoid of magical abilities, relying solely on his physical prowess and swordsmanship.

Clash Bay meti lang es katana producing a shower of sparks.

Byanga immedi recited an incantation, his staff striking the ground, summoning a massive torren of water that surged towards Bayou, extinguishing the surrounding flames and releasing clouds of white smoke.

What was expected to be an evenly matched confrontation suddenly found laying hearing the sound of bells.

His mind dulled.

A headache began to brew.

Bayou raised his hands and two fire dragons erupted from the flames on either side directly repelling boss Ci Lang.

Fortunately, his armor provided protection, leaving him largely unscathed.

Having driven back boss Ci Lang Bayou faced the oncoming wave as if launching an air cannon from his palm, shattering the wave into a myriad of droplets, which subsequently froze into ice crystals, eventually vaporizing in the inferno.

A massive red fist came crashing towards Bayu s head larger than his own.

The overwhelming force behind such a colossal fist threatened to obliterate him upon impact.

Surprisingly, Bayu did not evade.

Instead, he clenched his left fist and met the blow headon.

The magical array before them prevented their fists from truly colliding, averting direct contact.