Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

As more and more undead arrived, the Goblins began to falter, with only a few Goblin Mages and Goblin Warriors in the center of the field still desperately holding on.

Even at level 1, the Goblins were no match for the Undead.

With a casual breath of dragon, Arthur could instantly freeze dozens of Goblins. He then turned and dove towards the Goblin Commanding below.

Arthur's massive skeletal frame plummeted from the sky, and with tremendous inertia, his powerful claw smashed directly onto the Goblin leader, who was engaged in combat with a bone beast werewolf. Both the Goblin leader and the werewolf were sent flying by Arthur's impact.

"Well done, just like that, beat the hell out of it!" Alex shouted from the back of the gargoyle, cheering Arthur on.

The Goblin leader was stunned by the sudden blow, seeing stars and lying dazed on the ground for a long time before regaining his senses.

"Ow, ow, ow!" The Goblin leader got up, continuously pounding his chest with his fists and letting out angry howls.

Protected by the evil tree spirit suit, the bone beast werewolves' bones hadn't scattered. It was the first to stand and charge at the Goblin leader, who was still howling in anger and didn't notice the werewolf rushing towards him.

In an instant, the werewolf's claws penetrated the Goblin leader's anus, causing green fluid to spray from his body. Fortunately, the Goblin leader's sturdy physique saved him from instant death.

The Goblin leader stopped howling foolishly, infuriated to the brink of death by the werewolf's sneak attack.

"Big Greenbean, take this!" The Goblin leader heard a human female's voice, crisp and pleasant, even somewhat charming.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black fireball flying towards him.

!!!

The Goblin leader swung his large bone club at the fireball, aiming for a home run. But Alex's Black Flame Blast wasn't a baseball; the fire directly shattered the Goblin leader's bone club, and the fireball splattered under the impact, instantly creating a black firework.

The bone beast werewolves and Arthur quickly retreated, fearing they'd be splashed by the black flames.

The Goblin leader at the center wasn't so lucky. The flames splashed onto his feet and arms, causing him excruciating pain.

The Goblin leader frantically tried to extinguish the strange flames. The bone beast werewolves and Arthur, seeing the Goblin leader burning, turned and left to attack other Goblins, while Arthur flew up to avoid being affected.

The Goblin leader was baffled; no matter what he tried, he couldn't extinguish the flames. He stomped on them, buried them with dirt, even tried urinating on them, but the flames kept spreading.

In agony, the Goblin leader rolled on the ground, wishing he had a knife to chop off his own hands and feet to stop the pain.

The flames continued to burn the Goblin leader's body as he rampaged through the battlefield between the Goblins and the undead. The undead fled in terror, while other Goblins, confused, were accidentally hit by their own leader, and the flames quickly spread to them.

Soon, the Goblins engulfed in black flames began screaming and rampaging just like their leader.

The other Goblins finally realized something was wrong and started to panic.

The battlefield descended into chaos. Wherever the burning Goblins went, other Goblins and undead scattered in all directions. Some lower-level Goblins, with weaker souls, were burned to ashes almost immediately.

"Alright, now let me down," Alex said, sensing that the Goblin leader would soon die from the burns.

The Goblin tribe had already suffered heavy casualties. Although she hadn't leveled up yet, she was sure that once the leader died, she would definitely level up.

The recent Black Flame Blast had been cast using Alex's scythe. Once the Goblin leader died, he would immediately turn into an undead, not waiting for his body to be completely reduced to ashes. Once his health was nearly depleted, she could stop the magic and just disassemble what was left of the body.

Disassembling a Goblin corpse didn't drop food, so the completeness of the body didn't affect the drop of non-food items.

For example, a Goblin would drop a magic crystal by default, even if Alex burned it down to just a toe, it would still drop a magic crystal.

However, if it were a chicken's body, and Alex burned it down to just a leg, the originally five portions of food might reduce to one.

Alex moved to the rear of the battlefield, continuing to observe the developments.

The Goblin leader, now ignored by everyone, had one of his feet burned off and couldn't run around anymore, which somewhat relieved the other Goblins.

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"Please, your leader is about to die, and you're relieved?"

Seeing that the Goblin leader was no longer rampaging, a level 9 Goblin Mage tried to step forward to rescue their leader, but the black flame was too bizarre, leaving even the typically fire-savvy Goblin Mage at a loss for words.

The Goblin Mage raised his staff, and flames gathered at the tip, slowly forming into a fireball.

Whoosh!

The Goblin Mage's fireball unexpectedly hit the nearly dead Goblin leader.

Goblin leader HP-3

???

Alex was stunned, then realized what was happening.

"Trying to steal the kill, huh?"

Alex raised her hand and cast another Black Flame Blast. With increasing use, she was becoming more adept at casting the spell.

The black fireball flew straight towards the Goblin Mage, whose gaze was still fixed on his leader, pondering how to kill... ah, rescue his leader.

The Goblin leader, his head tilted to one side, saw the incoming Black Flame Blast and weakly pointed behind with his other intact arm.

?

The Goblin Mage, puzzled, looked back.

!

The Goblin Mage, terrified, dropped his staff and scrambled away.

The Goblin leader's pupils dilated with fear, and he let out a resentful roar, "You damn fool, I told you to block it, not run away!"

The Black Flame Blast successfully hit the dying Goblin leader.

[Congratulations Lord, you have successfully killed a level 1 Commanding level Goblin, earning 400 experience points (double during night).]

A pale blue experience orb emerged from the Goblin leader's corpse and drifted towards Alex.

Finally dead. Goblins, being lower creatures, even with a night-time double attribute boost, were just that.

The experience orb merged into Alex, and she felt her experience reach a critical point.

"I'm about to level up!"

...

With the Goblin leader dead and the remaining Goblins surrounded by the undead, the Goblin group had no more resistance left.

At this moment, Alex finally met the conditions to level up. She couldn't help but check her attribute dashboard each time she leveled up, reveling in the joy of her increased strength.

[Lord: Alex]

[Strength: lv9 (Max) Standard (can be increased by personal and troops' kills)]

[Territory Level: lv9 Initial Castle]

[Troops: undead race]

[Equipment: Grim Reaper's Scythe]

[Health Points: 200]

[Mana Points: 80]

[Strength: 50]

[Stamina: 48]

[Agility: 51]

With a surge in attributes, Alex had finally reached level 9. Although her attributes weren't the highest, her level certainly was.

The Goblin leader had been killed by Alex using the Grim Reaper's Scythe with a Black Flame Blast, and after death, automatically transformed into undead.

What creature would it be? Bone beasts Goblin?

Alex quickly shook her head, feeling that it didn't seem quite right. Comparing Goblins to Skeleton Soldiers, Goblins weren't even as strong as Skeleton Soldiers; transforming them into bone beasts would be a total loss.

Might as well leave it to fate. What if the Goblin leader's corpse summoned a Commanding level gargoyle? Heh heh.

The black flames burning on the Goblin leader's corpse had already been extinguished by Alex, and smoke wafted from the body as a black magic circle glowed beneath it. The first thing to emerge from the formation was a large wing, and seeing this, Alex was delighted.

"Just as I thought, it really is a gargoyle!"

Alex discovered that unlike other undead, gargoyles couldn't change classes to undergo some kind of transformation. Maybe, just maybe, it only had this one form?

As Alex's first Commanding level undead, it was worth checking its attributes to compare with Arthur and get a clearer understanding of Arthur's combat capabilities.

[Gargoyle]

[Race: undead race]

[Loyalty: 100% (Never Betray)]

[Life Tier: Commanding level]

[Level: lv1 (non-upgradable)]

[Health Points: Undead trait, immortal as long as the soul fire burns]

[Mana Points: 0]

[Strength: 60]

[Stamina: ∞]

[Agility: 45]

[Growth Limit: King level]

60 Strength?

Considering that level 7 Arthur has 70 points, is the gargoyle too weak, or is Arthur just too strong?

Arthur is a being that could ascend to divinity; how could he be compared to these ordinary undead?

Later, Alex planned to enhance the gargoyle at the Blackwater Altar, which could increase its attributes by another 5 points.

The slaughter on the battlefield continued, with the undead growing in number while the Goblins dwindled. The remaining few level 9 Goblins soon met their siblings in hell.

At this moment, obscured by mist on the endless eastern horizon, the sun slowly revealed a bit of its outline, welcoming dawn to the land of Eldoria.

The Goblin tribe was successfully annihilated by Alex before daylight.

With so many experience points, not only did Alex level up, but Arthur also successfully advanced a level. The experience contributed by these more than a thousand Goblins brought a significant boost to Alex's undead army.

[Bone Dragon King (Arthur)]

[Race: undead race]

[Loyalty: 100% (Never Betray)]

[Life Tier: Standard]

[Level: lv8 (can be increased by killing enemies)]

[Health Points: Undead trait, immortal as long as the soul fire burns]

[Mana Points: 120]

[Strength: 80+10]

[Stamina: ∞]

[Agility: 80+10]

[Growth Limit: Divine level]

[Active Skill: Nether Dragon Breath]

[Passive Skill: Elemental Magic Immunity, Dragon's Presence]

Arthur had also reached level 8, with each level consistently increasing his attributes by ten points, although he gained no new skills. However, this was still very powerful.

Transforming this group of Goblins into undead, Alex felt her power could rank in the top hundred among all Lords—no, more confidently, in the top ten.

"Arthur, have the other undead move these Goblin corpses into the nearest territory."

Once the Goblin corpses entered the territory, Alex planned to use magic to summon them all and then use the one-click Disassemble recovery feature within the territory. This would be much faster than summoning them to drag the bodies back.

The Goblin corpses needed to be piled together for convenient summoning, and besides, this was outside the castle territory, where Alex felt no sense of security.

"At your command, respected Queen."

Arthur began directing the undead to transport the Goblin corpses, while Alex walked alone to the center of the battlefield, approaching the Goblin leader's corpse.

"Disassemble."

[Congratulations Lord, you have successfully Disassembled a lv1 Goblin Commanding corpse, obtaining 1 Commanding level equipment, 20 magic crystals, and 3 Essence Shards.]

The Commanding level equipment was a large bone maul, adding 5 points to Strength. Alex wasn't interested and casually tossed the weapon to the werewolf wearing the evil tree spirit suit, instructing it to bring it back to the castle.

The staff was rudimentary, merely a stick with its top wrapped in vines holding an object. When Alex picked it up, he was surprised to find it was an Essence Shard.

Alex promptly removed the Essence Shard from the staff and tossed the stick aside.

"Who do you think you are to deserve an Essence Shard?"

Wait, Alex thought of something, picked up the stick she had just thrown away, and then buried a small mound of dirt, planting the stick on top of it.

[The night retreats, dawn arrives.]

At this moment, the sun fully rose, marking the end of Eldoria's long night and welcoming Alex's fourth day on the continent.

The sunlight cast a long shadow on Alex's clothes, perfectly covering the small mound she had just made.

"Rest in peace, fellow. I've avenged you. I'll take good care of your legacy. I hope in your next life, when you cross over, you find the brain you left in the toilet."

Now it was time for the joyful moment of counting money!

Alex: (✧∇✧)

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*Some readers commented that the earlier content was not well written, so I am trying to rewrite it, which is why there are some inconsistencies in the plot at this point.*