Indeed, it was merely the ordinary tears of the kingdom.
By you, devoid of any surprise, had anticipated a more extraordinary notification.
She promptly closed the system interface, intending to address it upon her return to the city, turning away from the orc king's remains.
By you proceeded onward with the surrounding undead parting to clear a path, all kneeling on one knee in a display of submission.
Congratulations, your majesty, on ascending to the imperial level.
The seven kings knelt at the forefront, respectfully bowing to Bayou.
Bayou regarded them, then glanced at the distant siblings who beamed at her with smiles.
Surrounding them was an army of nearly 400,000 undead.
A vast undulating sea stretching as far as the eye could see.
All aerial units descended at that moment.
Beneath a clear sky illuminated by the sun, the undead before Twin City constituted nearly all of Bayou's current military strength.
In that moment, Bayou was overcome with emotion.
It had been quite some time since her arrival in the magical continent, and she had developed to such a formidable scale, the imperial level.
She pondered whether it truly conferred a measure of self-preservation.
Yet by you's ambition would not Wayne, she aspired to establish an empire and vi for supremacy among the myriad races.
Returning her thoughts to the present, Bayu turned her gaze to the severely wounded seven kings.
Extending her left hand, a kaleidoscope of white energy began to coalesce in her palm, then expanded outward, initiating the healing of the seven kings and the death guard's injuries.
This was the capability of her advanced spiritual magic, possessing the power to mend the wounds of the soul, the undead, SS, Arthur, John, Dachi, Jack, Lenny, and the Reaper attendants.
You have all performed admirably in this battle.
Bayou did not anticipate that these royal beings alone could deplete the Orc king to such an extent.
The Orc army has been utterly annihilated without the experience gained from confronting such a formidable force by you would not ascend to the imperial level and this battle would undoubtedly have been lost.
Thank you for your kind words, my queen.
The seven kings and the reaper attendants were somewhat takenback, silently accepting by us healing.
For otherwise, the injuries inflicted by the Imperial level would linger indefinitely.
In this battle, the city of the undead has directly welcomed three new Imperial level beings.
And by US journey towards unifying the myriad races has officially commenced.
Chapter 350.
The transformation of the scythe.
In no time, the injuries of the seven kings had fully healed under by used treatment, and Jack's weapon had been restored as well.
The remnants of the orc corpses had entirely vanished, as the brother and sister duo had seamlessly disassembled them and stored the parts in their repository, leaving the battlefield unscathed.
Allow those subservient orcs to return, and let them lead the way to thoroughly eradicate the remaining forces of the Orc Empire, confiscating their supplies.
And yes, the city of bone chu must be obliterated.
Bayou commanded, addressing the aftermath of the battle.
It was certain that remnants of orcs still survived within the tribes.
They would either submit or perish.
After the destruction of Bonechu City, the remnants of the Orc Empire would migrate northward, centering around the Twin Cities.
This operation to annihilate the Orc Empire must remain concealed.
It was imperative that the Holy Temple did not discover it easily.
But you could hardly fathom the actions they might take upon learning that the undead could traverse the vast continent.
Relying on the enigmatic figures of the dark forest was not a sustainable solution.
Self-reliance was paramount.
Yes, my queen.
The seven kings dispersed to maximize efficiency.
With the presence of the undead, even the royal class posed little threat.
Even the weakest of the royal class, who were not adept in combat, were not to be trifled with by the kings.
The corpse of the orc king had been summoned as a death guard, a role whose significance was beyond dispute.
Bayou then turned her gaze toward another level 9 death guard, recognizing the need for further cultivation.
This would be her next candidate for royal ascension.
Boss, you were absolutely magnificent just now.
Chun exclaimed, rushing over, closely followed by Chunfong.
Did you level up? Bayou glanced at the two.
And Chunfong and Chun nodded an affirmation.
Both had reached level five in their royal class, and the other royal class members had also made notable progress.
Over a 100 new royal undead had been added, although many had perished in battle.
Overall, they had gained more than 50.
Bayou now commanded over 150 royal units, a force that surpassed the combined strength of all lords.
The ascension to the royal class represented a monumental enhancement for Bayou, not just for herself, but for her nine auxiliary barracks, each contributing nine royal combatants daily.
Some lords had yet to recruit even a single royal, while Bayou was effectively receiving nearly 10 royal units each day.
"Let us return," Bayou declared.
And with that, she Chun Fong and Chunv vanished in an instant, making their way back to the city of the undead.
Meanwhile, within the twin cities, the undead army was gradually returning, for it was impractical for the 40,000 undead to all remain stationed in one location.
The city of the undead also required defensive strength.
Upon returning to the palace, the first task for the siblings was to bathe.
Chinua was relatively unscathed.
While Chinfo was splattered with orc blood, his garments stained crimson.
Bayou, meanwhile, reclined her chair, crossing her legs as she opened the system panel, initiating the construction of the Orc auxiliary barracks within the Twin Cities.
As for the racial skill, Berserk, she obtained, but you didn't even need to look to know that such a skill forcibly boosting combat power for a short duration must come with side effects.
She had no intention of considering any abilities of this nature.
Initially, Bayou thought of giving it to Xiaoli and Shua, but the latter declined, explaining she already bore the side effects of the ant king's evolutionary energy and didn't wish to add another burden.
Upon reflection, Bayou conceded it was indeed unsuitable and abandoned the idea.
After inquiring among her own people, surprisingly, no one wanted it.
The skills compatibility with their individual combat styles was simply too low.
It was far more suited for close quarters combat.
Suddenly, Bayou thought of the perfect candidate and immediately sent him a message.
Bayou want a skill.
Berserk Dion.
What? How did you know I've already reached monarch tier level for Bayou? She nearly retorted that his level wasn't he even as high as her subordinates, but decided against it.
No need to be so harsh.
Duong didn't he reply immediately, likely examining the skill she had sent.
Less than a minute later, his response arrived, laced with skepticism.
Duang said he wasly just giving it to me for free.
Buy you.
Well, not entirely for free.
Duong.
Ah, I knew you needed something for me.
Otherwise, why would you be so generous? Bayou, consider it repayment for your help last time.
So, no, not entirely for free.
Duang, I take back my previous statement.
You, my friend, are the true hero.
Bayou ignored him, unsure what nonsense he was spouting now.
At least the skill would be put to good use with Du Yong.
Now it was time to absorb the kingdom Estair.
Holding her own Kingdom Estair in one hand and the Orc Empire Sreward in the other Bayou brought the two crystals together and initiated absorption instantly.
The original Kingdom Estair in her left hand dissolved into a stream of light, vanishing as it was absorbed by the Orc Empire Stair in her right.
Staring at her now empty left hand by you froze.
Damn, it got devoured.
She hastily checked the information and exhaled in relief.
Phew, thank goodness.
If the progress bar had reset, all this effort would v been for nothing.
Kingdom Estair upgrade progress 26100.