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"What has happened!"

Tens of kilometers away, Wisdom Monsters gaped in astonishment before fleeing to the distance as if their lives depended on it.

Even further away, on a certain mountain peak, a winged Featherman strongman was hiding and sneaking peeks at the scene, unable to help but gape.

"A legend, a legend has emerged!"

"A being of the Legendary Realm has taken serious action!"

He was a Feather Court Guard personally trained by the Queen, a secret strongman from her side.

To many young Feathermen, their Featherman Nation had been closed off for many years, but what they didn\'t know was that the Queen had still left a few eyes and ears to collect information from the outside world.

This Featherman strongman was one of them.

He also knew that a foreign visitor had recently arrived in the Featherman Nation.

"Could it be that this Vitality Force has been discovered by a supreme being of Legendary Realm?"

"No, that won\'t do, I must report to Her Majesty immediately!"

As for stepping forward to investigate personally? He decidedly would not dare.

This wasn\'t a question of bravery but rather, going would mean death in vain.

No one could spy under the watchful eye of a being from the Legendary Realm.

On the northwestern side of the battlefield, a Wisdom Monster from the No. 1 Jackal Man tribe gazed at the bright yellow expanse of sky.

It was unaware of the existence of the Goblin Prince and possessed limited intelligence.

But at least it knew that upon seeing such a scene, what it needed to do was... go home, report! When in doubt, leave the decision to the Boss.

"Lads, follow me."

The patrol monster captain waved its claw, and the other unintelligent beasts followed, shaking their heads and waggling.

The next moment,

Ding-ding~ Ding-ding~

Amidst the cacophony of tree shadows, the patrol captain seemed to see multiple aftershadows before its very eyes. It fell to the ground, its body no longer breathing.

"Clean up the scene, and then we must head to the next place."

...

At the same time, Mu Yuan, holding Techniques in his hand, looked out over the entire battlefield with the Eye of Divine Right.

"The personnel have taken their positions."

"The battlefield has also been set up; we can begin the real fight now."

On the battlefield, the Goblin Prince continued to amass power, accumulating building-sized lances.

He held up one hand as if supporting something while slowly close the other into a clenched fist.

From all directions, the towering mountains rumbled as they moved towards the center.

Domain-Mountains-Killing!

The Power of Seal from his Domain was more than ten times stronger than its original might. This was the true old-brand Legendary Domain.

Under the power of Domain Sealing, weaker Skeleton Lords became rigid, with their internal energies sluggishly moving like slow crawling turtles, almost losing eighty to ninety percent of their Combat Power.

They, too, were beings with Four-order Combat Power.

However, Four-order creatures seemed to lack even the qualifications to act in front of a true Legendary Realm being.

\'Bone Two\' with its bones creaking refused to suffer this indignity. It wished it could directly charge forward, but it found itself hardly capable to do so, and besides... it couldn\'t fly.

It could only look towards its invincible Boss.

Through the psychic network, in the span of their thoughts, they had already exchanged tactics.

Within the towering mountains, all of a sudden, a summit piled with white bones stood out conspicuously. The Bone Mountain, higher and more real than the rest of the peaks, suddenly inserted itself among what seemed like illusory landscapes.

Simultaneously, a force similar to that of the Domain, affecting the surrounding space and sealing the heavens and earth, rolled out from the White Bone Sacred Mountain as its center.

The originally invisible but solely interferable-by-another-Domain mountains wavered suddenly, with the sound of loose stones tumbling down.

"What is this thing!"

The Goblin Prince had just widened his eyes when, in the distant Azure Sky, plains of white bones began to appear.

One, two, three... fourteen.

The moment the fourteen Deathremains Territories appeared, they instantly resonated together.

Unlike the formations they practiced before, they used the \'1-3-11\' formation this time. With the Wraith Sacred Mountain as the center, three Deathremains Territories were arraigned in a protective triangle, while the remaining eleven territories of deathremains extended further out.

This formation, although slightly different from what Bone Two, Bone Three, and Bone Four practiced regularly, now allowed the territories to merge and resonate faster, more smoothly, and more stably than ever before.

In just a blink,

When \'the Goblin Prince still didn\'t understand what had happened\', \'the Goblin Prince faintly felt something wrong and indeed made his move\', \'the Goblin Prince found he couldn\'t affect the resonating and merging territories\'...

He brazenly made his move.

The dozens of massive brownish-yellow spears, each comparable to a hundred-meter building on either side of the Goblin Prince, tore through heaven and earth and plunged mercilessly toward the ground.

Boom!

Boom boom boom boom—!!!

The earth shook violently, cracking thousands of meters of trenches; distant mountains were pierced and subsequently shattered, rising up to the sky in billowing dust; some building-sized lances even penetrated distant rivers, cutting off entire waterways, their invisible power spreading and instantly drying up the riverbed.

At the center, storms, dust, and tidal waves of energy already enveloped everything.

Suddenly, they were torn apart by an unfathomable Great Force.

The wind stopped.

The dust returned to the earth.

The tidal waves of energy seemed to be absorbed by something, seeping into the land covered in pale bones. What was left for the Goblin Prince to see was only...

Mountains! Wilderness! Bone Forest!

And atop the Sacred Mountain, a throne constructed from countless white bones.

Black armor and a black cloak fluttered in the wind. Countless Undead emerged from the ground and from the grey-black world beyond, howling up to the sky, offering their hearts for the ascent of their King.