As the fist struck, flames erupted, and the parched markings on the Titan's body glowed a vivid red, enveloped in a molten aura, a manifestation of the Titan's enhancement skill, the flame divine body.
Boom! The werewolf raised its claws to brace against the titan's punch, the tremendous force fracturing the ground and stirring up clouds of dust.
Had the werewolf not belonged to a race that thrived on enhanced physical prowess, that strike would have surely left it gravely injured.
Nevertheless, its arms were fractured, though they healed almost instantaneously.
Realizing the futility of enduring the Titan's assaults, the werewolf began to strategize, recognizing that recklessly exhausting its stamina would be unwise, Jean swung his sword towards the werewolf, only to have the blade caught in its grasp before being propelled away with a powerful kick.
A massive flaming skull hurdled towards the werewolf, which transformed into a giant wolf, weaving through the ranks of the undead to evade the onslaught.
The werewolf's expression grew increasingly furious, its patience wearing thin.
After battling for over 10 minutes, the three monarchs had yet to breach the undead army and reach by you.
Awakening them to the gravity of their situation.
If the stalemate persisted, they risked being overwhelmed.
They faced a choice to flee or to persist in seizing the divine essence.
The three monarchs had refrained from utilizing their full strength, conserving their trump cards for when they would seize the divine essence to confront each other.
However, witnessing the overwhelming numbers of undead that held them at bay, they finally set aside their reservations.
Within the icy barrier, Bayou could not help but commend her foresight.
Grateful for her preemptive measures.
The absence of movement from Silvershi outside indicated that after 20 minutes the monarchs were still ins snared by the undead.
Her complexion began to pale outside the icy wall.
Silver she s fluffy white ears twitched.
By you are you all right? She inquired suspecting that something might have gone a miss with by you's absorption of divine essence.
Fortunately, I possess a legacy of bloodline that allows me to ascend effortlessly without the need to absorb the energies of divine essences.
Upon hearing Ini's call, Bayou felt a hint of embarrassment and hastily responded, lest Ini intrude momentarily.
I am fine.
A flicker of joy illuminated Bayou's face, for the advantages gained from absorbing the divine essence were immense, though the energies within the divine essence contained impurities.
the system would actively filter them out.
Thus, despite seemingly absorbing the entire divine essence, Bayou's actual utilization was rather minimal.
After a millennium of energy depletion, coupled with the formation of this snowcapped mountain, the divine essence upon its emergence had already experienced a significant outburst.
Once the impurities and divine attributes were removed, the remaining energy was truly scant.
Bayou melted the icy barrier and reappeared in Inshi's line of sight.
"What is the situation?" she inquired anxiously, gazing at the battle among the sky specters.
Ini paid her no heed.
Instead, she approached Bayou and took a deep whiff, feeling a bit awkward under Inshi's peculiar gaze.
Bayou was taken aback when Insh's expression suddenly shifted to one of astonishment.
"What, Bayou? Have you reached the king level?" she exclaimed, internally sighing in relief at Enshi's perceptiveness.
Bayou had absorbed the energy of a divine essence, a remnant of a once powerful deity, enabling her to ascend three levels, even under conditions of low utilization.
If a current divine realm powerhouse were to merely spit, even the leaders would likely find themselves scrambling for water for 3 years.
Upon reaching the king level, Bayou was elated, though she endeavored to maintain a composed demeanor before Inshan.
Beyond mere rank with each breakthrough, Bayou's weapon would also undergo enhancement.
As the essence belonged to a frost deity, Bayou's frost magic had consequently advanced to a higher tier.
Of course, there were numerous other abilities, but at present, Bayou lacked the time to explore them and could only summon the system panel to glance at her attributes.
This panel, however, did not display the spells or abilities Bayou had mastered, rendering it somewhat unsatisfactory.
While her upgraded attributes would indeed enhance her prowess, combat was not solely determined by attributes.
High stats did not guarantee victory.
Indeed, Inshi exclaimed with a hotty lift of her chin.
Shall we seek vengeance now? She gazed toward the three king level foes, noting that the vampires were nearly vanquished with two mages having fallen and the remaining few sustaining severe injuries.
Ini believed that with Bayou's ascension to king level, the time for retribution had come.
Bayou, however, first turned her attention to the distant figure of Yi Liyong floating nearby, unexpectedly presenting an opportunity.
Their current objective was the divine essence in Bayou's possession, and until they acquired it, they were unlikely to retreat.
As long as the army of specters remained engaged, the foes would be unable to break through their encirclement.
However, should they attempt to flee, the specters would undoubtedly be unable to stop them, compelling Bayou to take action.
The king- level strength she had secured was not something she could allow to escape, as had occurred with Miles previously.
Bayou gazed into the distance at Yuang and the three royal figures.
A wicked smile gracing her lips.
There is no rush.
Let them engage with my subordinates for a while.
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the ascendancy of the royal level.
Indeed, upon hearing this, Ini seemed to grasp the rationale, completely forgetting the harrowing escape the two had just endured.
Bayou's recent elevation to the royal level meant that no matter how formidable, it was implausible for him to confront three opponents simultaneously.
With such a multitude of minions, he would need to exhaust these three royal beings thoroughly.
Once they were worn out and their magical energies nearly depleted, it would be Bayou's moment to shine.
With the corpses of the three royals at his disposal for summoning, Bayou had an inkling that should there exist an accurate ranking of strength.
He would undoubtedly claim the top position.
As Bayou observed the werewolf, it appeared to be driven to desperation.
Witnessing Bayou's calm demeanor while spectating from a distance only heightened its agitation.
Behind the werewolf materialized a colossal shadow of a wolf.
A phantom drenched in a blood red hue, seemingly coalesed from the very essence of the werewolf's blood.
The werewolf ceased its agile evasion of the undead's assaults.
Instead, opting to confront them head-on, bolstered by the spectral wolf.
The skeletons that were struck had their soul flames extinguished instantly, rendering the undead hesitant to approach.
Count Vlatislav wielded a bloodcoled whip.
Each strike infused with a soul attack derived from his own lifeblood, obliterating the surrounding undead and establishing a veritable vacuum of death.
Similarly, the human mage contracted his domain, initiating the use of fusion magic, intertwining his wind and psychic spells, which enveloped the vicinity in invisible blades of wind.
Every undead that ventured too close was met with a lethal gust, lacerated by the soul infused blades.
Undead are unafraid of death.
Yet they do not surrender their lives heedlessly, especially with Lanni directing their maneuvers from the sidelines.
Reluctantly, the undead resorted to long range attacks.
Yet, when juxtaposed with the mag's prowess, their efforts pald in comparison.
The undead could only hope to deplete the stamina and magical reserves of the three royal beings, inflicting genuine harm upon them was nearly an impossibility.
Even direct hits merely rendered the royals somewhat disheveled.
A commotion arose behind Bayou, prompting both him and Inshi to turn.
It was a contingent of undead previously dispatched by Bayou to Xiao Lianu's castle, predominantly consisting of gargoyles and undead knights.
The total number of undead from the Bayan Mountains amounted to 10,000, although many were spirits sent out for reconnaissance.
Thus, the number of these temporally summoned undead was only around 5,000.
The expressions of the three royals darkened.
They had not anticipated the presence of additional undead.
How could a single foreign lord command such a multitude of troops? Wow, your minions truly are numerous.
Ini exclaimed, enviously contemplating the exhilaration of having such a vast entourage.
Xiaoi and Shua had considered joining the fry, but Bayou had dissuaded her, reasoning that making a move without a proper strategy would only lead to her demise.
At this moment, Xiao Yianua stood at top Bayou<unk>s castle, gazing towards the battlefield.
Equipped with a reconnaissance telescope previously seized from the dwarfs, Bayou observed the notifications of his undead being vanquished, his heart remaining unperturbed.
Even if a thousand undead perished in the process of wearing down the three royals, it would still be a worthwhile exchange.
Almost simultaneously with the arrival of the undead reinforcements, other commanding weirwolves finally appeared, joining the tumult of battle.
However, the leader level wewolves lack the means to inflict soul attacks, which implies that they are utterly incapable of vanquishing the undead.
The presence of 20 leader level weirwolves has negligible impact on the battle's outcome.
Today's confrontation has provided by you with a newfound understanding of the combat prowess of her undead army.
As this marks the first occasion in over 10 days that she has deployed nearly all of her undead forces.
With over 20,000 undead and more than 100 leader level entities, they managed to successfully encircle one king- level foe, and snare two others, and hold off three.
This is the current state of affairs.
The undead can at most restrain three king-level opponents simultaneously, yet they are unable to prevent their escape against a single king-level adversary.
The undead army can effortlessly eliminate it.