Fairness in relationships was essential.

Subsequently, Bayou arrived at the barracks to commence her routine summoning of troops for the day.

After clicking on the summoning, she intended to depart, but suddenly sensed a dense gathering of death energy behind her.

This was particularly acute for the undead, and even more so for Bayou, the queen.

What was happening? Bayou halted and turned to investigate.

Currently, the barracks summoned 50 undead each time, along with a fixed number of 21 special units, totaling 71 undead.

A swift scan of the surroundings revealed a distinct silhouette among them.

This was a humanoid figure entirely composed of black death energy.

Draped in a long black robe, it possessed neither arms nor legs, and the hem of the robe emanated swirling black death energy that hovered above the ground.

Unlike liches, necromancers, or grim reapers, which typically exhibited glowing eyes beneath their hoods, this entity was shrouded in darkness, resembling an unfathomable abyss, nothing more.

This peculiar sight bewildered by you.

It was her first encounter with a being formed entirely from death energy.

Moreover, it had yet to speak, leaving its intelligence uncertain, but communication was undoubtedly impossible.

Was it a golden legend? by you click to view its information.

Undead unnamed growth limit divine skills death clone teleportation undead summoning necroantic possession.

Upon seeing the name and limit by you understood it to be a species monarch.

However, the systems introduction failed to specify what kind of monarch it was.

Additionally, its silence rendered naming it pointless.

Henceforth, you shall be called undead.

Bayou chose not to rename it, retaining its original designation.

To her surprise, the undead suddenly transformed in a black mist, which then surged into a nearby ghoul.

Instantaneously, the ghoul became enveloped in death energy, transforming into a grotesque version of itself with its attributes significantly enhanced, rising from level one commander to level three.

The ghoul knelt on one knee.

Esteemed Queen, your most loyal apostle wishes to convey greetings and gratitude for your bestowed name.

Bayou was taken aback.

Was this creature capable of speech? Indeed, it would be rather unimpressive for a being of such divine caliber to be mute.

The myriad of skills possessed by the undead, coupled with its unique attributes, fill by you with a sense of delight.

After reviewing the four abilities of the undead, he could only express his admiration with a single word, extraordinary.

The undead functioned more as a support entity.

None of its four skills were offensive in nature, each serving a distinct purpose.

Firstly, its method of advancement was noteworthy.

It could absorb death energy to level up.

It was important to recognize that the battlefield was replete with death energy, which could equate to the experience gained from vanquishing foes.

Experience points were distributed among all the undead, while only this entity could siphon the death energy.

The ability of death energy duplication allowed it to conjure countless avatars.

The greater the number of avatars, the weaker the original.

Though these avatars lacked offensive capabilities, they could still absorb death energy.

and the original could switch places with them at will.

Teleportation enabled the undead to transport any marked undead to its side.

Avatars excluded and similar to the reaper's guards, it possess the ability to teleport to Bayu's location.

The undead summoning skill was fundamentally akin to Bayu's summoning magic, overshadowing that of the necromancer.

The undead could summon beings of equivalent rank.

Upon reaching the king level, it could summon king level corpses even in Byu's absence.

However, it could not summon entities of a higher tier.

The hierarchy of the undead summoning magic was as follows.

By you, the undead, necromancers, and other kings.

As for the ability of possession, it had just demonstrated its capacity to merge with other undead for enhancement.

Below the rank of racial kings, the undead held dominion.

While among fellow racial kings, the other would take precedence.

Naturally, the undead's possession could also extend to enemies, serving as its only means of offense.

Even its speech relied on this possession, rendering it a wholly supportive entity.

Currently, the undead was at the commanding level, and aside from absorbing death energy.

Its avatars possessed no additional abilities.

Bayou was confident that upon reaching the king level, it would exhibit even more remarkable prowess.

He was thoroughly pleased with the undead's capabilities, which compensated for certain shortcomings among the undead.

Bayou promptly dispatched the undead's avatars to the dwarf and orc battlefields.

Although primarily a support entity, he believed it would be the fastest to upgrade.

It turned out that the barracks not only produced racial kings, but also unique undead like this one.

With a buoyant spirit, Bayou departed the barracks.

The newly developed weapons by the goblins and alchemists within the city were now ready for deployment.

Bayou instructed the undead to transport them to twin cities for the fortification of the stronghold.

As for his own needs, he deemed such equipment unnecessary.

If the undead could not withstand the onslaught, relying on mere armaments would be a farce.

The current focus was primarily on researching functional or supportive gear.

With the siblings castle elevated to a stronghold, the construction of the undead fortress was no longer imperative as the portal already facilitated transit for the armored troops.

Hovering above the city of the dead, the armored mothers resembled miniature mobile fortresses of the undead.

Bayou promptly commanded two fully laden armored mothers to proceed to the twin cities, ready for Saza's deployment.

Chapter 304.

conquering eight cities and seizing Harbbeard on the other side of Hapuni state within the dwarven kingdom.

The war waged by the three great clans against the royal family had reached its climax.

The Ironfist royal family was on the verge of collapse while the allied clans like ravenous hounds unleashed voraciously devoured their former territories.

Only the Stonefoot clan after their failed assault on Aman city had stationed a portion of their forces for defense.

At this critical juncture, with the royal family nearly toppled, the Stonefoot clan could not be bothered to deal with the rebels in Aman City.

As for the other two clans, they had left their rear defenses almost entirely neglected, bound by mutual understanding, excessive precautions would only weaken their alliance.

When a Lich had previously captured the enemy general of the Stonefoot clan, Mace had already obtained intelligence.

Now, with the Undead's assistance, their strength, apart from the Iron Fist Royal Family, was no weaker than any single clan.

Upon receiving Bayou's order for a full-scale offensive, Mace chose not to attack the Stonefoot clan to the west, avoiding alerting the enemy.

Instead, he marched northward, aiming to swiftly conquer the entirely undefended Hardbeard clan by surprise.

Hassa City had already fallen, its lord slain, and two royal guards assimilated.

Mace offered them a path to survival, hoping that a unified dwarven kingdom after the war would retain some strength, preventing the complete annihilation of all royal tier warriors and a collapse of power.

After securing Hassa City, the forces pressed northward, Arthur and Dutch led the undead in a two-pronged assault, accelerating their advance to subjugate the entire Hardbeard clan within a single day.

Mesa's task was comparatively lighter.

His duty was to secure the conquered cities, pacify the populace, and execute those who resisted unto death.

Now, Mace and his dwarven cavalry arrived at a city nestled within the mountains, also situated at the edge of the Great Baron Ranch.

This city, named Buddha, was engulfed in chaos.

Smoke billowed from every corner.

Ruins sprawled across the landscape.

Buildings lay in heaps of rubble, and the streets were littered with the corpses of dwarven soldiers.

their blood staining the cobblestones.

Meanwhile, flames licked at the fallen, releasing the sickly scent of charred flesh.

The panicked civilians scrambled to extinguish the fires, but their efforts were feudal.

Arthur had launched an aerial assault on Buddha, leaving the city gates sealed, trapping the desperate civilians inside.

Their screams and whales filled the air as they realized their meager water supplies were no match for the inferno that threatened to consume the entire city.

One dwarf, overwhelmed by despair, dropped his bucket and collapsed to the ground, resigned to his fate.

Such was war.

The innocent always suffered.

Yet this was precisely why Mace had come.

Though the reality was cruel, he knew that only by rescuing them in their darkest hour would they willingly submit.

Boom! With a deafening crash, Mace shattered the city gates with a single swing of his hammer.

Countless dwarven knights descended from the sky while Mace led the ground forces through the breached entrance.