CHAPTER 595: Shock And Awe

In a short time, a swarm of undead creatures appeared outside of Southern Border City. After becoming a god, Little Skeleton's strength had obviously increased rapidly. Unwittingly, he had become extremely adept at manipulating the elemental energy of death. Perhaps the tombstone on his chest had somehow enlightened him.

An enormous number of undead creatures crossed over from the netherworld one after the other. At Little Skeleton's command, they formed into orderly lines and charged towards the Orc army camp. The field outside the Southern Border City seemed to transform into the unholy land of the Netherworld in an instant. The element of death was gathering in this place under the effect of Little Skeleton's Domain of Divinity, providing an endless stream of energy to the huge number of undead creatures.

The army civilians watching from the top of the border wall were all stunned. These people knew that Han Shuo was a powerful necromancer, but they were still shocked to see such a terrifying army of undead appear before them.

As far as the eye could see, the undead were packed tightly together. Even the sky seemed to be shaded by these unholy creatures. Their momentum was bloodcurdling as they charged at the Orc army camp.

"Unbelievable! How could Lord Bryan be so terrifying?"

"My goodness! So many undead creatures! So it turns out that necromancy can indeed be incredibly powerful when cultivated to such great heights!"

"We are saved! Hahaha, now those damned orcs will suffer for their actions!"

"What's going on? He's so powerful!" Firenze was obviously shocked as well, and hastily asked Fanny beside him.

"I'm not so sure myself. I didn't expect the realm he's in to be so terrifying!" Fanny, as someone who also cultivated necromancy, understood that every undead creature consumed some of its summoner's mental power. She simply could not imagine how much mental power it would take to summon the thousands upon thousands of undead creatures that had gathered outside the Southern Border City.

"Fanny, how is it that this boy has suddenly reappeared? Do you know where he's been for the last five years?" Firenze was suddenly extremely interested in Han Shuo's previous disappearance. He was indeed astonished when he saw that Han Shuo had once again received an unimaginable increase in strength.

"I'm not too sure. But I do know that he came to help the Southern Border as soon as he returned," Han Shuo's journey in the Abyss Realm was simply too unimaginable. Those ordinary people whose strength had not yet reached a certain realm might not even believe the story. Therefore, Fanny decided not to tell her father.

"Hmph, at least he still has a conscience!" Firenze groaned after hearing Fanny's words. His tone had obviously become much more moderate.

"Look! The battle has begun!" shouted a cheer from the top of the wall.

As the crowd looked ahead, they saw that the army of undead creatures that had covered all visible ground had finally made physical contact with the orcs. Dark clouds of gargoyles swooped down, along with several wingless bone dragons, carrying vast quantities of the element of death. On the ground were legions of undead creatures made up of old fey zombies, bone demons, mummies, evil knights, hate warriors and zombie warriors, led by skeleton kings and zombie kings.

At this moment, there was still a steady stream of undead creatures appearing along with bright flashes in the sky, adding to the already vast army of undead.

The massive invasion of the sinister undead creatures took the orc army by surprise. After a long, blaring battle horn, all the orcs were awakened. The orcs at the front were already fighting as the undead creatures rushed towards them. The orcs further back had no idea what was happening. They grabbed their weapons and asked the orcs around them in their own language what was going on.

Several powerful orc shamans, seeing the gargoyles pouring down, took to the skies in haste. Riding strange beasts with which they had made treaties, they recited the unfathomable ancient orc language and formed all sorts of barriers to defend their fellow orcs.

It was at this moment that Han Shuo, who had been motionless after summoning Little Skeleton from the Netherworld, suddenly transformed into a gigantic bloody awl that shot towards the orc army.

Halfway through its flight, this avatar of Han Shuo's returned to its original form. A longsword glowing with bloody light drifted along with waves of blood. An energy similar to the energy of destruction enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant. At that moment, everyone, whether from the Orc encampment or from the walls of the Southern Border City, could sense the apocalyptic destructive energy.

Intimidated by the sheer power of this destructive energy, everyone's gaze turned to the longsword, which was emitting a vicious aura.

"That's Bryan!" Fanny exclaimed in surprise. A feeling of pride rose from the depths of her heart as she felt the inexhaustible energy of destruction radiating from it.

"Oh God, what a terrifying power!" Firenze could no longer contain the shock in his heart.

The undead creatures were still attacking the Orc Empire as if they had no end in sight. The battle for South Border City was now in full swing. But at the top of the wall, the army-civilians who had been playing defence all these years were completely silent. They held their breath as they focused their full attention on the longsword that was billowing in waves of blood outside of South Border City.

Although none of them knew where Han Shuo was, they all knew that Han Shuo was controlling the longsword that was constantly emitting the energy of destruction.

The next moment, with the longsword at the epicentre, an energy of destruction erupted like the explosion of an atomic bomb. Barely visible to the naked eye, the energy shot violently from the Demonslayer's edge, bombarding the orcs far and wide.

Miserable, blood-curdling screams came from the mouths of the orcs. The crowd of onlookers suddenly realised that all the orcs within 300 metres of the longsword seemed to have been baptised in blood. As they uttered inhuman cries of pain, their bodies disintegrated and dissolved into a bloody mist.

Of the thousands of Orc warriors in the area, not a single one remained.

The people above the wall had watched the longsword with rapt attention, but not one of them had a clue as to what had just happened. It seemed as if thousands of orc warriors had suddenly vanished into a mist of blood before their very eyes, without leaving a single bone or piece of corpse behind!

The South Border City, which had been filled with the clamour of discussion, was strangely silent. All the army-civilians who witnessed the scene were stunned by the terrible destructive power. In a fraction of a second, thousands of fierce, barbaric Orc warriors were effortlessly reduced to a mist of blood before their very eyes. Such a scene was overwhelmingly terrifying!

Fanny's eyes glowed. Although she found the scene rather gory, being Han Shuo's woman and seeing her man display such unstoppable power, this feeling of pride had far outweighed her sympathy for the orcs. Moreover, considering the dwindling population of the Southern Border City, she felt that the orcs deserved no mercy.

Firenze's mouth was agape, his face shell-shocked, his eyes staring blankly ahead. Add to that his dirty and worn clothes, and Firenze was indistinguishable from a fool.

The vast majority of the people on the southern border wall had the same expression as Firenze. Some of them were so terrified that they seemed to have turned into sculptures. These people were just ordinary army civilians who had never seen anything too spectacular before. However, since Han Shuo's strike was truly too overwhelming, the scene caused them to be terribly shocked. It was impossible for them to come to their senses in such a short time.

The Demonslayer's Edge did not take a break after the strike. It quickly absorbed the negative energy in the bloody mist that had been extracted from those who had recently lost their lives. The battle between the Orc and Undead armies continued. The bloody and ferocious battle was in full swing.

After an eternity of silence, the southern border city suddenly erupted in a roar of cheers.

Thanks to the loud cheering, those who had not yet come to their senses were suddenly awakened from their stupor. The cheering became even more enthusiastic and resounding as the emotionally excited expressed their feelings. The unforgettable scene was still playing in their minds. They cheered loudly and passionately. Their spirits had never been so high.

Firenze forced a smile and shook his head. Strange expressions filled his face as he said to the excited Fanny beside him, "Is this guy even mortal? How did he become so terrifying after disappearing for five years?"

"Without such overwhelming power, how would he dare to attack the army of a few hundred thousand Orcs alone?" Fanny lifted her head and cheered proudly, as if it was she who had unleashed the blow. She seemed even more excited and proud than Han Shuo himself. As Han Shuo's woman, Fanny couldn't be more pleased to see Han Shuo demonstrate his power in front of everyone.

The battle continued. After absorbing the negative energies, the Demonslayer's Edge suddenly streaked across the sky and charged at the orc shamans floating in the air. After a few flashes of bloody light, the few orc shamans were shredded into fine droplets of blood that rained down on the orc warriors below.

Little Skeleton, mounted on a bony dragon, sped across the sky. Wherever he passed, the energy of death erupted, killing vast numbers of orc warriors at every turn.

All the while, Little Skeleton was summoning more and more undead creatures. Countless dark creatures descended from the netherworld and crowded into every corner of the battlefield, putting more and more pressure on the orc warriors.

These undead had no fear of death. Under the command of Little Skeleton, they advanced fearlessly, attacking the orc army and stepping into the breach to replace their fallen comrades.

Death raged every second of the way...

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