There are eight segments in total, and Kazitu’s dream ends here.

As everyone knows what happened next, a protracted battle broke out between the coalition forces of various countries, led by the Knights Templar, and the undead army. In the end, the Qazis were defeated in the battle, absconded and hid.

On the throne composed of hundreds of skulls, two pupil flames suddenly lit up in Kazitu's originally dark eye sockets, and he woke up from a deep slumber.

"What a nasty dream."

He dreamed about his past misfortunes, causing Kazitu to be in a very bad mood now.

At this moment, a cold female voice sounded directly in Kazitu's mind.

【The time has come, you can take action.】

Hearing the sound, Qazitu stood up from his seat, raised his head sincerely, faced upward, and saluted with his right hand on his chest.

"I won't let you down this time."

After saying that, Kazitu reached out and picked up a bone staff leaning against the throne.

The top of the staff is in the shape of a skeletal claw, and a ball of purple ghost fire floats above the palm of the hand, which matches well with the Kaz disciples, who are known as the immortal kings.

Raising the bone staff, Kaztuo began to chant spells quickly, preparing to cast necromancy magic.

After singing, he pressed down the staff in his hand and called out in a low voice.

"Wake up, my servants!"

A purple halo of light spread out from Kazitu's body at an extremely fast speed and covered an extremely wide area. Within a few seconds, it passed through the Skeleton Mountain and the nearby snow-capped mountains and disappeared into the distant skyline.

Rumble——

Immediately afterwards, the entire Skeleton Mountain shook violently, and countless skeleton undead soldiers began to move. From a distance, they were so densely packed that it looked disgusting.

The magic core of these undead monsters was originally destroyed, but under the influence of the purple halo, the magic core was repaired instantly, making them "alive" again.

Not only the Mountain of Skeletons, but all the undead monsters frozen in the arctic ice fields were awakened by Kazitu's magic.

The scope of this necromancy magic and the number of undead monsters gathering in the far north ice field can only be described as terrifying.

Do you think this is the end? No, not yet.

Near the Skeleton Mountain, a skeleton hand made of pure ice broke out from the thick snow, and then similar ice skeleton hands stretched out from other places.

A skeletal undead soldier made of pure ice climbed up from the snow, and the number was particularly astonishing.

boom!!!

The top of the snow-capped mountain near Skeleton Mountain suddenly cracked open, and a large number of large undead monsters swarmed out of it.

Ouch——

A low dragon roar resounded through the sky, and two huge bone dragons flapped a pair of skeleton wings and slowly rose into the sky from a cracked snow mountain pass.

Below the two bone dragons, there are countless flying undead monsters hovering in the air.

I never expected that the number of undead monsters in the extreme northern ice field would be so large. The scale should have exceeded one million, maybe even ten million.

At this time, a hole opened in the waist of the Skeleton Mountain, and the Kaz disciple holding a bone staff walked out of it.

Stopping in front of the cave entrance, he raised his right arm, pointed south, and issued an order to the undead army.

"Attack to the south and destroy this world!"

After receiving the order, the millions of undead armies immediately moved south, intending to cross the Mark Desert, attack all countries in the south, and destroy everything in front of them.

This mutation not only occurs in the Arctic ice sheet, but also occurs in other places.

Fajialan League is a small fishing village located at the southern end of Vido Island.

While it was still dark, a fisherman and his son got up early and prepared to go fishing.

After having some breakfast, they set off to the beach.

When they arrived at the beach, the two were about to push the fishing boat parked on the beach into the sea when their son suddenly noticed several figures emerging from the water in the distance and walking ashore.

"Dad."

Pointing to the dark figures in the distance, the son said curiously: "They seem to have just come out of the sea."

"Huh? Out of the sea?"

The father turned around and saw those figures running towards them, holding weapons that looked like tridents in their hands.

Because it was still dark, the father could not clearly see what the figures looked like. Instead, the son behind him was the first to see the other person clearly and shouted in horror: "Dad, they are not human!"

"Why aren't they human?!"

Just when the father was confused, the figure rushing at the front threw the trident in his hand hard and plunged straight into the father's chest, killing him on the spot.

"No!!! Dad!"

Witnessing his father die in front of him, the son's spirit was severely damaged.

At this time, those figures had already rushed over. They were indeed not human. They all had ferocious fish heads and extremely strong bodies. They had fish gills on their necks, and their bodies were covered with fish scales with excellent protective capabilities.

He can't speak and can only make cooing sounds.

There is no doubt that this is a monster in the sea.

The sea monster at the front pulled out the trident he had just thrown, and then looked up at the son.

This weapon is also quite peculiar. It looks like a coral that grows into the shape of a trident. It is red in color and very hard in texture. Its tip seems to have been artificially polished and is very sharp.

"Help, help -"

Seeing such a terrifying sea monster, my son was frightened and ran away, not wanting to stay here for a second longer.

Seeing this, another sea monster rushed over decisively, caught up with the son in a few steps, raised his trident and swung the man's head off.

After the successful kill, the sea monster stuck the trident into the son's head, raised it above his head, then swung it at his companions several times, and made a cooing sound, as if to show off his achievements.

Next, the sea monster that killed his father shook off the blood from his weapon, turned around and faced the sea, and let out a strange and long cry.

Not long after, sea monsters appeared one after another in the sea, and there were a huge number of them. They all headed towards the coast, and a massacre was about to happen.

The Dream Islands, also known as the Storm Islands.

In the sky, a fierce battle was going on, between the Winged Tribe and a group of flying monsters who came from nowhere.

The flying monster is all black, with a pair of bat wings on its back, a pair of spiraling horns on its head, sharp teeth and claws, a thin body, extremely agile flying movements, and quite difficult to deal with.

During the battle, the Winged Tribe was clearly at a disadvantage, and soldiers continued to fall from the air into the sea due to injuries or death.

The central island is the village of the Winged Clan.

After receiving an urgent order from the clan leader, the clan leader's son was forced to leave the battlefield and fly back to the village.

As soon as he landed, he hurriedly asked: "Father, if you need anything, please tell me quickly. The current war situation is very bad."

"It was precisely because the war situation was not going well that I called you back."

The clan leader said righteously: "Micah, please quickly leave the Storm Islands with your clan team and fly north. According to the clues left by Golundi, there should be islands inhabited by humans there."

"What?! Abandon the Storm Islands?"

Micah looked in disbelief. The Winged Clan had lived here for so long, but they never expected that one day they would be forced to leave their homeland.

"That's right!"

The clan leader explained: "Those monsters are too powerful. We are invincible. For the continuation of the clan, you must escape. Now, the protection around the archipelago has disappeared inexplicably. You should be able to successfully pass through the stormy sea."

"What about you, father?" Micah asked again.

"I will lead a group of brave Winged Tribe warriors to buy time for your escape."

Hearing these words, the clan leader seemed mentally prepared to die.

In response, Micah said stubbornly: "Then I will stay and fight too!"

"Asshole!" the clan leader couldn't help scolding, "You are my son, and even you are left to fight, so who will lead the clan team? They need the guidance of the leader!"

"But……"

Micah gritted his teeth unwillingly. He was unwilling to abandon his father and others and live on by himself.

"No but, this is my order!" the patriarch said forcefully.

"...Yes, father."

There was no time to waste, Micah's eyes couldn't help but moisten, so he had to accept this task with determination.

In this way, Micah led a large group of tribesmen to leave the village via a hidden path and flew to the north.
Chapter completed!