Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

"You were too reckless. Engaging in war with the Beastman Empire was unwise." Ice Cream reverted to his human form, his physique noticeably larger than before, a testament to his rapid growth in strength.

"We don't abandon our comrades." Xiao Hui met Ice Cream's gaze with unwavering determination. She didn't know him well and was unfamiliar with his personality.

"You extraterrestrial visitors are truly peculiar, yet at times, undeniably admirable." Ice Cream harbored no fear of the Beastman Empire's verification. If they dared to displease his uncle, he might just wipe them out himself.

With the ceasefire between the undead empire and the Beastman Empire in place, Xiao Hui immediately contacted Xiao Mu and Drake. The Arctic Tigerfolk no longer needed to migrate.

This period of respite would allow them to recuperate and rebuild their strength. The Sea Race invasion could even serve as a catalyst for their development.

"Let's go."

Xiao Hui beckoned to Ice Cream and proceeded to erect a new undead fortress on the spot.

Compared to the losses suffered by Xiao Mu and Drake, Xiao Hui's side had fared much better.

Alpha Gnoll had initially focused his attack on Xiao Hui, sparing the surrounding undead from significant casualties.

They then utilized the undead fortress's teleportation to return to the undead Imperial Capital.

Xiao Mu and the others had already arrived ahead of them. Upon seeing the young man beside Xiao Hui, they were taken aback.

Only Sophie felt a sense of familiarity, though she couldn't quite place him.

"Xiao Hui, who is this?"

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Xiao Mu stepped forward, and all eyes turned towards the newcomer.

"Huh, this is the friend I mentioned, the one from the undead empire. Why do you all seem to not recognize him?"

Garethor chuckled, finding the situation rather odd.

"Are you a dragon?!"

Drake instantly recognized his bloodline.

"That's right, no need to guess. This is Ice Cream, just in human form."

Upon hearing Xiao Hui's explanation, realization dawned upon them.

Drake knew that Alex had an Azure Dragon under his command. So this young man was him.

"A human transforming into a dragon? Your bloodline isn't complete yet. There's still a significant amount of human bloodline within you." Ice Cream instantly discerned Drake's situation.

Drake nodded, acknowledging Ice Cream's keen perception. He knew that Ice Cream's bloodline must be prestigious within the dragon race to see through him so easily.

"Torin, how are your injuries? Have you found a way to heal them?" Xiao Hui turned to Torin, her voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine. Perhaps the queen will have a solution when she returns."

Torin didn't seem too bothered. Looking at the assembled group, he felt a sense of nostalgia, as if transported back to their former glory.

Xiao Hui called for a meeting, and everyone quickly took their seats. This was a full house, with the exception of the true leader, Alex.

First, there were the veterans of the undead empire: the seven race kings, the siblings Xiao Hui and Xiao Mu, Drake, Ruby, Sophie, and Ice Cream.

Now, with the addition of the two returning race kings, Torin and Garethor, the hall was filled to capacity.

Excluding the vacant seat at the head of the table, there were fifteen participants in this meeting.

The first order of business was to assess their losses. The King level undead had suffered heavy casualties, creating a significant gap in their troops.

All high-level undead had perished, resulting in a two-thirds reduction in their overall combat power. Compared to the experience points gained from slaying the Beastmen, this battle was arguably the most costly in the history of the undead empire.

However, they weren't overly concerned. As long as their core members survived, it wasn't a true loss.

Fortunately, the ongoing Sea Race invasion provided them with a perfect opportunity to replenish their ranks.

Next, they assessed their combat strength. It was crucial for the newcomers to have a clear understanding of each other's capabilities.

Garethor, the King of Death Knights, possessed lv8 Emperor level strength, making him the current strongest member of the undead empire. Compared to the injured Torin and Zarvox, Garethor possessed greater talent. He had even befriended a dragon in the Mossvale continent, leading a rather successful life.

Over four hundred years, his strength had not only remained intact but had even slightly improved, nearing his full potential.

Then there was Torin. In his desperate battle with Zarvox, he had tapped into primal power, resulting in a decline in his strength. He was now on par with Ice Cream, both at lv9 King level.

As for the others, their levels had increased after their relentless slaughter on the battlefield. However, most of them remained at the mid-King level, their strength ranging from lv4 to lv6.

It was worth noting that Death Spirit, through its constant absorption of death energy, had surpassed the six race kings and the four lords in terms of level.

It had now reached lv9 King level, which was undoubtedly good news for everyone. This meant that the missing Alex had also reached lv9 King level.

Ruby, the second member of the original group to reach King level after Alex, had now entered the ranks of high-level King level, reaching lv8.

Of course, there was only one person whose level had remained unchanged: Sophie.

She was still at lv9, but as a Monarch.

However, no one dared to underestimate Sophie now. Without her tireless research efforts over the past two months, the undead fusion technology wouldn't have advanced so significantly.

This wasn't solely the achievement of the alchemy warlocks. The dwarves and hobgoblins had also played a crucial role.

It could be said that Sophie deserved a large share of the credit for the undead empire's ability to mass-produce King level undead.

Her troops were dwarves. Due to certain inherent limitations, they weren't particularly effective in combat, which explained her lower level. However, Sophie was personally appointed by Alex as the head of logistics, and she wasn't required to fight on the battlefield, so it didn't matter much.

The undead empire could now be considered a true Emperor level faction. With Garethor's strength, they could face any Emperor level force without fear.

Therefore, the undead empire's current priority was to recover their strength.

"We suffered heavy losses in this battle, losing nearly a million undead. Our King level combat power has also been almost completely wiped out. During this ceasefire, let's focus on the Sea Race invasion on the Arsen continent. This will allow us to quickly recover our strength."

Xiao Hui addressed the group. This was currently their best course of action.

Now, they could only hope that the Sea Race would step up their game and deploy some King level troops.

"Drake, you and Ice Cream will be in charge of matters on the Mossvale continent. Be bold in your military endeavors. With Garethor backing us up, we have nothing to fear from ordinary Emperor level factions."

"Understood."

Drake nodded. With Ice Cream joining them and Garethor as their shield, he felt a surge of confidence.

"As for the troublesome Zarvox, I'll leave him to you, Garethor."

Xiao Hui turned to Garethor, who stood up and nodded slightly.

"Rest assured."