Strangely, the flames upon her scythe were entirely absorbed by the aven, and the wounds it inflicted began to heal.

Bayou sensed that the creature's aura had slightly intensified after consuming her fire magic.

What manner of being is this? It was her first encounter with such an enigmatic creature.

The Birdman, still in a days, sensed the noble aura and bloodline power emanating from Bayou.

It promptly descended and knelt before her on one knee.

Having witnessed your majesty, I humbly beseech forgiveness for my earlier rudeness.

Please spare me your wrath, it implored, bowing its head even lower.

What? Bayou was utterly bewildered, completely at a loss for the unfolding events.

And no harm done.

Upon hearing Bayou's lack of reproach, the aliven appeared to breathe a sigh of relief, immediately flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.

A peculiar sound wave resonated across the battlefield as the birdman opened its mouth, bellowing, "The queen has emerged.

The undead shall unify.

You all hasten to submit.

A stir erupted behind the tide of beasts.

One, two, then several.

Ultimately, hundreds of aven humanoids surged forth from the rear.

Not only did the sky team with them, but the ground behind also quivered with movement.

Through her left eye, Bayou discerned the crawling beings upon the earth.

They were humanoid in shape.

Their feet resembling pig trotder, hunched in posture yet walking upright on two legs with massive claws for hands.

Their bodies infested with fungi.

Even before they approached by you, she was assailed by a foul stench.

The result of their decaying flesh, which was your most loyal subjects humbly present themselves before your majesty.

Wait.

Bayou seems to have grasped the situation.

Only the undead refer to themselves as your majesty.

And when combined with the earlier words of the birdman and its peculiar abilities, it becomes clear that these repulsive creatures and this group of birdmen are all undead.

The magical continent indeed hosts various other undead beings.

But from the birdman s remarks, it appears they have been fragmented by us.

Unique summoning of the undead does not imply the absence of other undead creatures on the magical continent.

There are indeed others, though not in abundance.

The myriad types of undead may have once thrived, but for reasons unknown, they have now divided and are fighting amongst themselves.

Relegated to the lowest echelons of the magical realm.

According to the Birdman, the undead race once had a king, but upon the king's demise, the race fractured into numerous factions, each vying for dominance.

Slay these beasts.

Bayou commanded the more than 200 undead bowing before her.

Instantly, these creatures betrayed their former allies amidst the beast tide and began to assault the surrounding wild beasts.

Bayou teleported at top the city wall, sheathing her scythe.

The influx of beasts had ceased, and she glanced at the time.

045.

In another 15 minutes, it was likely her undead army would annihilate the remaining monsters.

Yet, Bayou was still unaware of the specific types of undead before her.

So, she summoned the system panel for further inspection.

Destroyer, Growth Cap, Monarch Level, Active Skill, Magic Devour, Magic Devour, absorbs magic to enhance oneself.

Initial mana is zero upon absorbing 100 points of magical energy.

One can evolve and unleash a secondary skill, magic explosion, passive skill, magic immunity.

How impressive.

No wonder the fire magic she cast earlier was ineffective.

It had been absorbed.

The destroyer with its life attribute cap still at the monarch level represented by US greatest gain from this beast tied boasting over a 100 monarch level destroyers.

Among them only one was a commander level the very one that had attacked her.

The life cap of monarch level does not guarantee that all its undead can ascend to that level.

There remains merely a slim possibility of breaking through.

Having seen the world chat proclaiming that new units were seeking allegiance by you finally encountered them herself.

Ghoul growth cap emperor level so they're called ghouls.

This group of ghouls does not contain any commander level members.

So by you casually selected a level 51 to examine.

The conclusion disappointing.

How terribly underwhelming.

Despite sharing the same growth cap as the gargoyless, it possesses no special abilities whatsoever, rendering it utterly inadequate.

Ghoul struck by you as a lower tier version of Gargoyles, and most crucially, they cannot fly.

The inability to fly is one thing, but their repulsiveness is quite another.

How nauseating.

Of course, Bayou merely harbored disdain internally.

After all, they were here to pledge their loyalty to her.

Perhaps the commander level ghouls possess some unique skills.

Chapter 82.

Conclusion.

Having vanquished numerous magical beasts and reaped the rewards of double experience.

By you finally experienced another elevation in her rank.

She discerned that upon reaching the commander level, her experience bar had significantly lengthened, resulting in a notably slower progression rate.

Without hesitation, she retrieved her scythe once more, as its dual attribute enhancement would greatly bolster her resistance.

Time 1:00.

The majority of the magical beasts had been eradicated by by Yu's undead army, affording her considerable relief.

The beast tide was nearing its end.

The eyes of the remaining wild creatures regained their normaly, no longer the eerie crimson hue, suggesting a return to sanity.

All beasts and magical creatures began to retreat, losing interest in by US Castle.

Some of the beasts, having regained their wits, even exhibited a hint of trepidation.

It would be more accurate to describe their departure as a flight rather than a mere retreat.

It appeared that the beast tide was a deliberate scheme orchestrated by the system to eliminate unworthy lords, forcibly controlling these creatures to execute a predetermined program, rendering them completely irrational in their assault on all lords.

Bayou utilizing two consecutive teleportations, descended from the castle walls into the bathroom to cleanse herself.

Preparing for a bath, she stowed away her sythe, heightening her senses once again.

Subsequently, she indulged in a cold shower, the chill of the water invigorating her spirit.

Upon exiting the castle, she found that the external conflict had concluded.

However, the struggle within her was far from over.

Bayou chose to disregard her inner turmoil for the moment, prioritizing the summoning of her troops for the day, followed by the daunting task of managing the corpses outside.

Within her mind, she silently counted a thousand llamas in exasperation, realizing that her bath had been in vain.

Undead crystal charging complete.

Would you like to summon immediately? Summon.

At this moment, she cared not for luck.

Her focus was solely on completing the troop summoning.

A soft green luminescence began to fill the room, and a colossal figure materialized before her, instantly capturing her attention.

Standing nearly 20 meters tall with robust limbs and a resemblance to human features.

Its gray skin and hollow eye sockets ablaze with green flames left her in awe.

A giant.

This was her immediate thought.

And belonging to the undead faction.

It could only be a zombie titan.

The sheer size of this creature was unimaginable.

Even devoid of any skills, its destructive potential would undoubtedly be formidable.