" Shunfong commanded the nearby lich, who leapt from the city wall in pursuit of the fleeing enemy.

The level six royal class lich's speed was unmatched by the dwarven troops.

And it wasn't long before the lich descended alone before the army.

The dwarf leader immediately raised his hand, his expression grave as he fixed his gaze upon the lich.

The army behind him stood frozen in place, momentarily paralyzed by the sight.

How dare you pursue us alone? The dwarf leader mounted his steed, weapon in hand, charging toward the lich, having never encountered such audacity from a royal class being, the lich remained eerily still, suspended above the ground, displaying no movement.

The dwarf leader surged forward, leaping high, his warhammer magnifying in size, imbued with tremendous force as he aimed it at the lich bang.

To his astonishment, his weapon was not only deflected, but was also seized in madair as if it were a mere chick, and he was lifted off the ground.

The dwarf leader flailed his legs helplessly, attempting to resist.

Yet, the lich tightened its grip, causing him to hear the ominous creaking of his bones on the verge of shattering.

He ceased his struggles.

The realm of bones expanded and the surrounding dwarves collapsed, writhing in agony, their bodies gradually withering until they crumbled into dust, ultimately becoming mere skeletons.

They were rendered speechless by the ghastly scene.

Having never witnessed such a bizarre creature or attack method, which utterly transcended their comprehension alone, the Lich summoned an entire army, epitomizing the terror of the undead.

Thud desparing, the dwarves discarded their weapons and knelt upon the ground, unwilling to perish in such an incomprehensible manner.

Although the lich remained silent throughout, it did not annihilate those dwarves who displayed submission.

This spectacle did not go unnoticed by the other dwarves.

More and more fell to their knees, expressing their allegiance.

The lich, still clutching the dwarf leader, made its way back to Ammon City, and the kneeling dwarves, rising in unison, followed suit, showing no inclination to flee.

At this moment, from the corpses of the dwarves in the rear, a multitude of skeletons began to rise, converging towards the southern necroantic fortress.

The lich had returned, and the figure clutched was undoubtedly the leader of the opposing forces, though it seemed rather unimpressive.

Chun observing the lich's return from a distance could not help but voice her criticism.

Shinfong and Xiao Lianu turned their gaze in response.

Upon witnessing the lich s solitary capture of over a thousand dwarves.

Max was astounded.

He was aware of the lich's formidable strength.

Yet he had not anticipated such an extraordinary feat.

It became evident that the life tears of the dwarves and the undead were not even remotely comparable.

Chapter 293.

The peculiar new troop on the other side in the Emerald Hills by you having restored her magical energy stealthily returned to the undead city.

After confirming that there were no dangers lurking, she finally felt a sense of relief.

However, she still dared not remove her mage robe, firmly believing that Mogus had not deceived her.

If he could conceal her undead aura, it was trivial to obscure the presence of other races.

Surely a formidable sovereign level being would not overlook such a detail.

After all, the magic of others could overshadow even the highest tier of the emperor level raven.

It was uncertain how far that raven had wandered by now.

Bayou glanced at the leaderboard once more, astonished to find that they had surpassed the justice alliance.

Currently, the light alliance had seven points.

While the Justice Alliance had six points with the gap yet to widen, it seemed that during her escape, the two alliances had encountered the Raven again, one must not be deterred by temporary setbacks.

There was still time to pursue the Raven vigorously.

It was already the second day since the leaderboard update, and only 5 days remained.

The Justice Alliance, with its numerical superiority, could potentially overtake them at any moment due to the Ravens interference.

The progress of the dwarven kingdom had also been forced to slow, significantly hampering its development, but you could only hope that the final rewards from the system would prove generous.

At that moment, Arthur and Dachi returned from the main fortress to the city, having been tasked with cleansing the remaining cities of the goblin kingdom.

Their return indicated that their mission had been successfully completed.

Indeed, following the two kings were numerous undead transporting resources alongside by us own subordinate goblins.

With the assistance of these goblins, solidifying the goblin kingdom and integrating resources would be a straightforward endeavor.

Excellent indeed.

Arthur and Dachi had successfully fulfilled their mission and could now lend their support elsewhere.

Bayou contemplated her next course of action.

Realizing that her only viable option was to assist Aman City, the two kings could not traverse the teleportation gate and would have to take a lengthy detour to reach the Emerald Hills, which was a significant waste of time unless she upgraded the siblings castles to cities.

Complete communication between the two locations would be impossible, preventing large undead from crossing over.

However, it was uncertain whether the Orc Empire could establish a firm foothold.

In a losing scenario, they could always choose to retreat if the cities were upgraded and subsequently destroyed.

The loss would be substantial.

Arthur Dachi, you shall proceed to support Aman city.

Bayou instructed the two kings.

Yes, your majesty.

In addition, Bayou dispatched a level four king and commanded the siblings to commence their assault on the dwarven kingdom.

She resolved to no longer squander time.

With the two kings, the level six lich and the dwarven army at the forefront, they would initiate a counterattack.

Meanwhile, the level four king would be tasked with protecting the three of them, who would remain in Aman city to avoid encountering the formidable raven in deeper territories.

At the very least, if they could not contend with the raven in Aman City, they could utilize the undead fortress to escape.

However, should they venture deeper and encounter a raven that even the level six king could not match, their lives would be in grave peril, the undead city at night was both eerie and tranquil, with only the faint glow emanating from the palace at the city center, a testament to the presence of its inhabitants.

Bayou diligently processed the supplies confiscated from the goblin kingdom.

As night fell, some useful devices and tools remained, which she distributed to others.

Since the last time when the lord summoned an attack, Bayou had rarely listed supplies in the trading post.

Observing the ample resources in the warehouse, she realized that she could once again upgrade her city.

Although the remaining supplies would be limited, there was no immediate need to construct a necropolis.

Retaining two fully charged fortress cores would suffice for now.

Bayou upgraded the city of the undead, causing it to tremble as its territory expanded eerily in the night.

She was one step closer to reaching maximum level.

Satisfied, she nodded.

The resources required for upgrades had increased significantly.

Forces akin to the goblin kingdom had only allowed her city to rise by two levels.

This was also due to her decision not to exchange other resources for what she needed, as no one would keep a surplus of building materials in their warehouse.

Next on her agenda was the barracks.

Bayou gazed at the warehouse, which held over a thousand spirit cores and several hundred,000 magic crystals.

Upgrading the barracks by two levels posed no challenge.

Resources required for barracks upgrade 55k magic crystals, 550 spirit cores.

By gaze fixed on the barracks information as she clicked to upgrade, the troop interface displayed no changes, indicating one of two possibilities.

Either the summoning level cap had been raised or the summoning quantity had increased.

However, the current summoning quantity offered little utility to Bayou, leading her to favor the former option.

The initial level had ascended to commander level, a smile graced by you's face.

The previous level cap of regular level 9 had now surged to commander level.

This shift had minimal impact on lower level undead as most were summoned, but it greatly benefited higher level undead and functional troop types.

Should she summon a race monarch next, she could bypass the ordinary level altogether, and the initial level increase for units like the paladin and alchemist would prove immensely advantageous.

H the resources required for the next level of the barracks would be even greater.

Yet, they had not exceeded by you's expectations.

The remaining resources were just sufficient for another upgrade.

She expended her resources once more to elevate the barracks, depleting her supplies entirely.

With anticipation, Bayou directed her gaze towards the barracks information, hoping for the emergence of new troop types.

Indeed, something new appeared.

Unlock special fixed unit armored mother.

Note, each day the lord's summoned troops will include one armored mother alongside the other summoned troops without occupying additional summoning slots.

However, it cannot be summoned by other means.

What is this special fixed unit? Bayou pondered though she knew that upon unlocking a special unit, the barracks would automatically summon it the next day.

She would soon find out, ready to examine the information.

Then Bayou closed the system interface and turned her gaze towards the barracks.

Bathed in the crimson light of the moon, she beheld a colossal creature materializing out of thin air.