My military branches can Evolve Infinitely-Chapter 1219 - 626: You Call This a Little Skeleton?! (4K)

The Ice Burial Duke had long wished to redeem his past disgrace.

In the battle that day, he had always been in the ascendancy. If he hadn't been careless in the end and fallen into the entanglement of the mysterious Undead's Tide of Death, unable to extricate himself, how could he have suffered such a hasty defeat?

He yearned for revenge, to restore the prestige of his Ice Burial name.

The simplest method was to fight a battle of revenge.

"Today, I, the Grand Duke, have found the opportunity."

Upon reflection, the majority of the remaining Undead lived within the Death Domain.

And now with the Red Mist Tide sweeping across the land, no matter what kind of Undead Power it was, none could hide. It was only natural for the mysterious Undead to be forced out.

His moment for revenge had finally arrived.

In the Ice Burial Duke's golden crimson pupils, a fierce fire blazed.

He didn't underestimate the mysterious Undead.

The Tide of Death was extremely powerful; once he was deeply trapped in it, it was difficult to break free. Of course, now that he, the Ice Burial, was prepared, it was impossible to fall into the same trap again. However, since the mysterious Undead commanded the Tide of Death, although he had the power to defeat the foe, annihilating it was much more difficult.

"But this time, it's not just I, a High Duke, who will be taking the field."

"Let me, the Grand Duke, first defeat the mysterious Undead on the battlefield, then summon other dukes to exterminate it, and even find its place of Resurrection so we can leave it with no escape, neither heaven nor earth!"

The Ice Burial Duke's gaze swept across the surroundings, over the endless black fog and the endless Undead under it.

Still no sign of the mysterious Undead.

Only an uninformed Abomination Undead.

There was no need for the Ice Burial Duke to give an order; immediately, a powerful monster volunteered to fight.

"Grand Duke, let me slay this ridiculous Undead!"

An Ash Wolfman emerged, holding a twenty-meter-long sawtoothed greatsword.

The Ash Wolfman was the leader of a second-rate Overlord Power from Dragon Sleep Valley within the Soul Realm.

He was not much inferior to the renowned Duke of Hunting.

The twenty-meter-long sawtoothed greatsword fell from the sky, stirring up a tumultuous tide of energy, causing the space around it to crack.

But the next moment,

The strike, capable of cleaving mountains, abruptly halted.

The Loathsome General's fat-covered arm firmly grasped the blade.

Just two moves,

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"Boom——"

The Ash Wolfman leader's chest caved in, and his body flew backward. A shadow flashed, and the Ash Wolfman, flying backward, was pulled back in front of him.

One punch.

The Ash Wolfman's body exploded violently, splintered into pieces.

The entire process was but a blink of an eye; the formidable Ash Wolfman leader didn't survive three moves against the Loathsome General.

But at that moment,

As the Ash Wolfman perished, the Monster Tide and the Undead Tide clashed in earnest.

Unlike humans fighting against the Monster Tide.

Human warfare adheres to rules, formations, often relying on a fully prepared defensive line against the fearless monster horde.

Either it's the human warriors relying on the defenses to decimate the Monster Tide;

Or, the wave of monsters breaks through the line, and the human legions are submerged in the tide of monsters.

The monster wave is fearless and courageous, and regardless of how many are lost, they are not afraid. Unfortunately for them, the Undead are the same, and even more fearless than monsters. Even if only a head is left of their maimed bodies, it would still leap up to bite.

"These Undead numbers are vast, but… the vast majority are just Little Skeletons, Skeleton Soldiers, and other Low-Rank Undead!"

A Legendary Monster pondered in secrecy.

Within the Monster Tide, it was usually the Lower Rank monsters that predominated, Goblin, Jackal Man, Walking Corpse, and so on.

But this time, the gathering was different.

This tide aimed for the Ten Directions Island Domain, and most of the monsters were drawn from the Red Mist Land, all of them Elite!

Third-order Warlord level monsters and below were scarce within this tide.

And the Undead?

"Back in the day, when we, the Undead, fought the great monster battle, we could even summon an even larger tide of Undead. However…"

An Undead Expert stood in the distance, silently contemplating.

Through the Soul Summoning Technique and Undead Resurrection, abilities that revived the Undead, most were Lower Rank Undead; a few might be High-order, but of lower level.

And monsters... many monsters are born in the nests already at Third-order, Fourth-order.

A Third-order Monster could easily crush countless Skeleton Soldiers. The latter couldn't even break through their defense.

"Roar~!"

A Third-order Obsidian Golem pounced down, and with its massive arms swiping forward, all the Skeleton Soldiers and Little Skeletons in front of it would be swept away and shattered in the next moment.

Boom–

Dust exploded.

Little Skeletons, like building blocks, were swept away, but their thin bodies, seemingly fragile enough to shatter upon touch, remained intact even under such a tremendous impact.

The wind-whistling bodies of the Little Skeletons, intertwined with strands of black fog, managed to perform a nimble flip in mid-air, followed by a fierce step on the void.

"Buzz——!"

The black fog burst out, and the Little Skeletons shot out like cannonballs, their rust-covered cleavers striking the Obsidian Golem's just-raised, robust, twisted, and dimly glowing huge arms.

The black arm was sent flying high!

Not only did the dented, rusty-looking cleaver remain intact, but it also sliced through the arm as if it were a hot knife through butter.

The other surrounding Little Skeletons were equally ferocious.

One slash, two slashes, three slashes...

This powerful Third-order Obsidian Golem was completely dismembered and perished in the blink of an eye.

"Is this really a Little Skeleton? Are these even Little Skeletons?"

From a distance, all the Undead watching couldn't help but widen their eyes in disbelief.