252: Chapter 252 Killing the Death King

Eighty million Dragon Blood Cavalry were the first to take to the skies, appearing like a crimson meteor shower of doomsday, trailing billowing heatwaves and the power of thunder as they launched their first dive into the Death Mist!

The dragon spears in their hands ignited with raging flames; wherever they passed, the Death Mist was like snow meeting a scorching sun, making 'hissing' sounds and rapidly melting away.

Revealed beneath were dense masses of low-level undead and a Sea of Zombies, with ghostly green soul fires dancing in their eye sockets as they hissed and lunged upward.

From the very beginning, the battle entered a fever pitch.

The sheer number of Karl's Undead Army was indeed terrifying, flowing out from the depths of the black earth like a literal tide of death.

Countless Polluted Monsters, twisted and distorted, were mixed among them; their forms were bizarre and their attack methods malicious, causing no small amount of trouble for the Allied Forces.

The soldiers under Lin Tian's command possessed formidable combat strength, were well-equipped, and coordinated with perfect chemistry.

However, the number of undead was vast, and they knew no fear or fatigue; as long as their core soul fire was not extinguished after falling, they could soon rise again under the summons of the Necromancers in the rear.

For a time, the battlefield fell into a tragic, meat-grinder-like state of attrition.

"Dammit, has this Karl dug up the corpses of the entire continent?"

Lin Tian cursed as he watched the stalemated front line, but his gaze remained calm. He looked toward Lin Yin, who stood quietly beside him like a secluded orchid under the moon.

Lin Yin met his gaze and gave a gentle nod.

Without needing a word, she raised her slender hand and pointed toward the void above the battlefield.

In the next moment, a miracle descended.

The sky, which had been shrouded in Death Mist and appeared gloomy, seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand.

Cold, pure moonlight, containing endless vitality and purifying power, poured down like the Heavenly River, precisely enveloping the entire front line of the southern battlefield!

This moonlight was fundamentally different from ordinary moonlight.

When it shone upon the soldiers of the Allied Forces, it was as if they were clad in a layer of radiant armor; fatigue rapidly faded, minor injuries healed at a visible speed, and both morale and strength soared.

Yet, when it shone upon those undead and Polluted Monsters, it was like the most intense acid and holy fire!

Low-level undead melted away like ice and snow under the sun, letting out shrill, silent shrieks of soul fire.

Billowing black smoke rose from the mid-to-high-level undead, and their movements became sluggish and pained.

Even the thick Death Mist constantly contracted and thinned under the radiance of the moonlight!

A Law Domain above the Divine-Grade! Under the moonlight's glow, our side was as if divinely aided, while the enemy was as if cast into purgatory!

As one side waxed and the other waned, the situation on the southern front instantly tilted!

The Allied Forces' morale surged, and they pushed forward with roars, slicing through the sea of undead like a red-hot knife through butter, rapidly tearing open massive gaps!

Lin Tian seized the tactical opportunity and ordered Lin Feng, Lin Yan, and other top generals to lead the most elite Divine-Grade squads. Like the sharpest of daggers, they followed the path opened by the moonlight and plunged straight into the depths of the Undead Army, targeting the Necromancers and high-level undead generals who were constantly summoning undead and maintaining the Death Mist!

On the northern front, Xuan Yi also felt the terrifying energy fluctuations and the sudden change in the battle situation coming from the south, and his spirits were greatly lifted.

He roared as he commanded his army to launch an even more ferocious attack, firmly pinning down the main undead forces that were attempting to return as reinforcements.

The scales of war began to accelerate their tilt toward the Allied Forces.

Night fell, but the fighting did not stop; instead, under the illumination of moonlight and energy radiance, it entered an even more brutal phase.

"Found him!"

Lin Yin, who had been sensing the battlefield with closed eyes, suddenly opened those eyes that were as cold as a wintry pool and looked toward the deepest part of the sea of undead.

In that area where the death energy was most concentrated and where the outline of a White Bone Palace was faintly visible.

"The Necromancer King is there! Karl... is likely nearby as well!"

"Good!"

A sharp light exploded in Lin Tian's eyes.

"Lin Feng!"

"Your general is here!"

Bathed in blood yet possessing a Battle Intent that pierced the sky like a god of war, Lin Feng instantly appeared before him.

"Entangle that bag of bones for me! Create an opportunity for Lin Yin!"

"By your command!"

Lin Feng let out a long howl, and the scarlet-gold heavy sword in his hand erupted with brilliant light. He transformed into a scarlet-gold meteor that tore through the night, carrying unparalleled sharpness and killing intent as he charged straight for the White Bone Palace!

Wherever he passed, whether they were high-level Dark Knights or massive stitched monstrosities, all were shredded into pieces by that terrifying Sword Qi!

Inside the White Bone Palace, a terrifying aura like the ice of the nine netherworlds soared into the sky.

A tall figure shrouded in a heavy black robe, holding a bone scepter and with dark-gold soul fire burning in its eye sockets, came out to meet him—it was the Necromancer King, the most powerful general under Karl's command!

The terrifying power of two Peak Divine-Grades instantly collided, and the resulting shockwave cleared out all undead within a radius of several miles!

"Now!"

Lin Tian barked at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin gave a slight nod, and her moon-white figure quietly vanished from the high platform, reappearing silently in the air above the battlefield where the Necromancer King and Lin Feng were fighting.

She did not immediately join the fray, but instead slowly formed a complex and profound seal with her hands before her chest.

In an instant, with her as the center, the moonlight within a radius of dozens of miles seemed to receive a monarch's summons, frantically converging toward her!

Her figure became hazy and sacred within the boundless moonlight, and her aura rose infinitely, as if she had merged into one with the bright moon in the sky.

She extended a finger as slender as jade and tapped lightly toward the Necromancer King below, who was locked in a fierce battle with Lin Feng and was trying to pull away after sensing a fatal threat.

"Moonlight · Divine Silence."

A beam of pale light, condensed to the extreme and almost imperceptibly thin, shot silently from her fingertip.

This light beam had no world-shaking momentum, yet it seemed to contain the most primal essence of 'Extinction' and 'Purification' from the Law of the Moon, its speed exceeding thought.

Ignoring the layers of bone shields and death barriers the Necromancer King had hastily deployed, it accurately struck the center of its skull's brow, where the dark-gold soul fire flickered.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The Necromancer King's violent attacking movements suddenly stiffened.

Those two clusters of raging dark-gold soul fire in its eye sockets, symbolizing powerful strength and an immortal Soul, flickered violently and dimmed like a candle extinguished by ice water, and then...

"Puff."

A soft sound, like a bubble bursting.

The dark-gold soul fire was completely extinguished.

That indestructible bone body, which radiated a terrifying Divine-Grade pressure, along with the bone scepter in its hand, began to rapidly spread countless fine pale cracks from the brow where the moonlight had struck, like a sand sculpture weathered for billions of years.

Then, with a "clatter," it completely disintegrated, turning into the most primitive, spiritless pale bone powder, drifting away.

A 9-star Divine-Grade, the kingly general of the undead race, had fallen!

"The Divine General... is dead?"

"No! This is impossible!"

The remaining high-level undead let out terrified spiritual shrieks; the Soul link between them and the Necromancer King snapped instantly, and the originally orderly Undead Army immediately fell into massive chaos and panic!