Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

Instantly, several Emperor level undead charged towards the surrounding angels. This was just a branch of the Angel race. Even with a Sovereign level being present, there couldn't be more than five Emperor level angels.

The Death Dragon clashed with the Six-winged Angel high in the sky. Both were first-stage Sovereigns, their powers evenly matched due to their opposing attributes.

The six-winged angel had never encountered a creature like this before, a being that seemed both dragon and undead.

The other four Emperor level angels were also surrounded, the undead focusing on incapacitating them rather than killing them. This was, of course, at Alex's instruction.

She intended to transform all the angels in the Holy City into death angels!

Alex raised her arm, unleashing a massive wave of gray energy that instantly enveloped the entire city. The golden radiance that had bathed the city was devoured by a strange, dark energy, like a light bulb suddenly going out.

The six-winged angel, sensing Alex's actions, was stunned. He tried to intervene, but the Death Dragon wouldn't give him the chance.

The next moment, agonizing screams echoed throughout the city. The six-winged angel knew it was the ordinary angels suffering.

Civilians, lacking holy light within them, couldn't be transformed into death angels. But they had been thoroughly brainwashed, willing to sacrifice everything for the Angel race.

Alex wouldn't spare them either. She transformed them into ordinary undead.

One by one, the holy angels, radiating golden light, turned black, their energy corrupted into darkness.

"What's happening?"

The six-winged angel's face hardened. He had never imagined that someone could transform living angels into undead creatures!

The undead lord's abilities was beyond comprehension. Undead Race had to be eradicated!

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He made up his mind. Even if it meant dying here, he had to relay this information.

He spread his six wings, holy light illuminating the land. His entire body began to glow as he raised his holy sword, preparing for a final, desperate clash with the Death Dragon.

Suddenly, he noticed the human girl standing behind him, a massive scythe in her hand, a smile playing on her lips, like a Grim Reaper.

...

Meanwhile, the presidents of Hurricane City and Yellowrock City were engaged in fierce battles with the Angel race at the other branch.

Their tactics were simpler yet more complex than Alex's.

They had led a direct assault on the Angel Holy City with their mages. The King level angels were dealt with by the mages, while the two vice presidents, both high Emperor level mages, handled the Emperor level angels.

As for the Sovereign level six-winged angel, both presidents had joined forces, unleashing their full power from the start, determined to kill him.

The Holy City was reduced to rubble under the onslaught of wind and earth magic. The sheer destructive power of their assault even reached Eternal Night City in the south.

Holy Church knights had surrounded the city, preventing the angels from escaping.

The representative of the Holy Church on the Eldoria continent was initially an entity at the Emperor level. However, due to a schism within the Holy Court, the Angel race had lost control over their information network.

A knight captain from the Holy Church, a prominent figure among humans and a first-stage Sovereign level being, had been secretly dispatched to this location.

Suddenly, several dark figures streaked across the night sky, leaving trails of shadows in their wake.

Bang!

A massive silver sword slammed into the ground, sending out a silver shockwave.

"Halt! One more step, and I'll consider you Angel race spies. My blade will grant you eternal slumber!"

A deep voice boomed from the ground. The figures in the sky froze.

"It's a Sovereign level knight captain..."

The vampire's face darkened. The humans had anticipated their move and sent someone to intercept them.

He contemplated engaging the knight, but as fellow first-stage Sovereigns, the outcome was uncertain. Perhaps he could use his speed to escape.

"Hey, knight, mind if I take care of these bloodsuckers?"

Heavy footsteps echoed through the night, and a burly figure emerged from the darkness, approaching the standoff.

The vampires trembled, their blood running cold, every cell in their bodies screaming in terror.

"Alpha werewolf!"

The Sovereign level vampire didn't hesitate. He turned and fled, abandoning his companions.

He was out of luck. This werewolf was the true ruler of the Skyreach Mountains, a third-stage Sovereign level being!

"Be my guest."

The Holy Church knight replied politely, his hands still gripping his sword hilt, standing motionless as if guarding this location was his sole purpose.

"Thanks."

The alpha werewolf grinned, revealing his sharp fangs. The next moment, he vanished into the night.

The opportunity to slay a Vampire Prince (Sovereign level) from Eternal Night City stirred something within him, awakening a long-dormant primal instinct.

It seemed his decision had been the right one.

All the factions believed that the Alpha Werewolf was in seclusion, attempting to break through to Divine level. But he had ended his seclusion after hearing certain rumors.

He finally understood why Eternal Night City had suddenly deployed a vampire prince tonight.

The long-standing animosity between the humans and the Angel race had erupted.

The vampires were suspected of colluding with the Angel race. This gave the Alpha Werewolf a perfect excuse to wage war against Eternal Night City.

"So that woman I saw in the Skyreach Mountains was the undead lord?"

The Alpha Werewolf grabbed the severely injured vampire prince, his claws piercing the vampire's neck, ending his life.

After dealing with the vampires, he paused, lost in thought, before turning and racing back towards the Skyreach Mountains.

He would use this opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Eternal Night City while the vampires were still reeling!

...

The battle at the heart of the continent was the most brutal. Wind was injured, the enemy proving to be more formidable than he had anticipated.

But the six-winged angel guarding this Holy City was also in bad shape. His wings were broken, golden blood dripping onto the ground below.

"Wind, you're provoking a war with the Angel race! Your actions will doom all of humanity!"

The six-winged angel roared in fury. Wind had entered the city under the pretense of negotiation, launching a surprise attack the moment he stepped inside. The four-winged angels (Emperor level) were no match for a third-stage Sovereign level being and were swiftly slain.

The human mages were now rampaging through the city, slaughtering angels. The six-winged angel, feeling his faith power dwindling, knew that defeat was inevitable.

Moreover, the other branches hadn't sent reinforcements, indicating that they were also under attack. This was a well-planned operation by the humans!

"Fuck you! Shut the hell up!"

Wind's verbal assault was as relentless as his physical attacks.