Chapter 402: Kharv Death
Chapter 402: Kharv Death
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The undead soldiers crashed into the hastily made defensive line, breaking it with their overwhelming force.
Their relentless momentum shattered the formation almost instantly.
The Scorpion Men barely had enough time to brace themselves before the undead were already upon them.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
Weapons rose and descended against the undead soldiers.
Many were hacked into pieces. Some even lost parts of their bodies.
Yet, they kept coming.
The battle became bloody.
Blood splattered into the air, dyeing the ground crimson. Broken bones scattered across the battlefield.
Cracked armor littered the crimson sand.
The once orderly battlefield had become complete chaos.
Kharv wielded his axe confidently, sending any undead soldiers that came close to him flying.
He was a Level 38 creature after all.
His enormous strength was displayed with every swing. Each strike sent dozens of undead flying.
Some were smashed into piles of broken bones. Others had their bodies shattered apart.
The heavy axe whistled through the air with terrifying force. The more he killed, the more his confidence grew.
’Humph! They might be fearless and terrifying, but that is only against weaker men.’
’Against my axe, I will cleave them into pieces.’
His confidence gradually returned.
The fear that had begun forming moments ago was quickly suppressed beneath his overwhelming strength.
He urged his mount to move through the battleground, providing support for his men.
Wherever he appeared, the undead were blasted away.
Several Scorpion Men immediately rallied behind him.
For a brief moment...
The tide appeared to stabilize.
But then...
He realized something terrifying. The dead were coming back to life.
Hmm!
His heart skipped a beat.
He staggered atop his mount, and his jaw dropped.
’What in the Bleeding Desert is going on?’ He cried inwardly.
His crimson eyes widened in horror.
He looked around the battlefield.
Everywhere he looked...
The dead were coming back to life.
Scorpion Men who had fallen moments earlier slowly stood once more.
Their bodies were covered in blood.
Their armor remained shattered.
Yet...
Their eyes now burned with eerie soul flames.
Worse...
They immediately began attacking their former comrades.
"No!"
’If the dead keep coming back to life, how am I going to defeat the enemy?’ He was on the brink of a mental breakdown.
Previously, he had been smug from killing the undead servants with ease.
But now...
How many was he going to kill before he could end the battle?
Thousands?
Tens of thousands?
’I need to get out of here.’ He decided immediately.
He was not foolish enough to think he could continue fighting such a bizarre battle.
While he was lost in thought, screams from his men echoed loudly through the air.
Some pleaded for their lives.
Some dropped their weapons, hoping to surrender.
Some even turned to flee.
But what welcomed them were the brutal attacks from the undead servants.
The battlefield had become a giant meat grinder.
’I can’t stay here any longer...’
’I need to leave.’
’I need to report to the General quickly.’
Only then would the Scorpion Clan understand what kind of monster they were facing.
Just as his mount tried to turn around, a powerful force slammed into the Greater Dune Scorpion.
Boom!
The ground trembled vehemently.
A miserable screech escaped from the Level 37 Greater Dune Scorpion. Cracks appeared across its carapace.
Blood flowed from its mouth and eyes. The gigantic beast staggered violently.
A single attack had almost rendered the terrifying beast immovable.
’What?’
Kharv was stunned. His eyes widened.
Looking toward the direction of the attack, he saw figures clad in black cloaks.
They stood silently amidst the battlefield.
Like grim messengers of death.
Merely looking at them, Kharv’s instincts flared.
’Danger!’
This was the first time he sensed the feeling of death from anyone apart from the General and the King.
It overwhelmed him.
It suffocated him from the inside out.
His breathing became difficult.
Every instinct screamed at him to run.
Before he could even react, two of the cloaked figures leaped into the air.
Bang!
They landed at the back of the mount and launched deadly attacks at him. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Bang! Bang!
Kharv reacted quickly, deflecting the two attacks with his axe.
Sparks erupted into the air.
The impact forced his arms to tremble.
Hmm?
Just from the single exchange, he could tell he was stronger than the enemies.
Their raw strength was inferior.
Yet...
His instincts did not stop flaring.
Instead...
The sense of danger became even stronger.
Of course...
The two cloaked figures were two of the Level 37 Scorpion Men Elders.
Now undead.
Death had not weakened them.
Instead...
It had made them far more terrifying.
Thoren did not hold back and equipped them with Peak Bronze Grade weapons.
An axe.
And a hammer.
Both weapons radiated terrifying killing intent.
Thus, the advantage Kharv had over them disappeared because of their superior weapons.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three were locked in a deadly battle. Every collision produced deafening explosions.
Shockwaves spread in every direction.
On the ground...
The undead Storm Tyrant, the undead Guild Captain, and the undead Elite Jackal Beastmen attacked the Level 37 Greater Dune Scorpion.
In less than five attacks...
The Level 37 Greater Dune Scorpion was slaughtered with ease.
It stood no fighting chance.
Its gigantic body collapsed heavily onto the crimson sand.
With the death of the Level 37 Greater Dune Scorpion, the undead vanguard did not waste a single second as they joined the battle.
Like wolves entering a flock of sheep...
They charged directly into the remaining Scorpion Men. Everywhere they passed...
Scorpion Men fell in quick succession.
None could withstand a single strike.
If the previous undead soldiers were terrifying...
The addition of the elite undead vanguard completely shifted the tide of the battle.
A one sided slaughter.
Hundreds of Scorpion Men fell every minute. The battlefield rapidly emptied.
Blood turned into streams, flowing through the dune slope. Broken weapons floated within the crimson current.
The smell of blood became suffocating.
At the back of the dead mount, Kharv was covered in bruises. His armor had been broken into pieces.
Deep wounds covered his body.
Blood continuously dripped from his arms.
Now...
He understood the feeling of death.
No matter how he injured his opponents... They never stopped coming for him.
Worse...
Watching the incoming hammer strike, he hastily raised his weapon to defend.
The moment the two weapons collided...
Crack!
His weapon shattered into pieces. Fragments scattered across the battlefield.
The hammer continued forward without losing momentum.
Bang!
Ahhhhh!
A soul rending scream escaped from his mouth as he was sent flying off the dead mount’s back. His body tumbled violently across the crimson sand.
He crashed heavily into the side of the dune slack, puking a mouthful of blood.
His head became fuzzy.
Every nerve in his body screamed in pain.
His vision blurred.
His breathing became ragged.
Whoosh!
Before he could recover from the terrifying attack...
A figure appeared before him.
Its dagger gleamed with deadly killing intent. The cold blade reflected within his widened eyes.
Swish!
Kharv did not have the chance to react. His throat was severed.
His eyes widened with disbelief as blood gushed out from his neck.
His body slowly collapsed onto the crimson sand.
The last thing he saw...
Was the emotionless soul flame burning inside the undead assassin’s eyes.
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