Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

A massive, scar-like spatial rift appeared out of nowhere in the night sky, filled with a pale aura of death and decay.

A unique aura, mingled with the spirits of the dead and plague, poured forth from the cracks like a floodgate bursting open, clashing violently with the reality of this world.

Amidst a deafening roar, the enormous portal shone brightly.

An endless army of undead, like a black flood bursting its banks, surged wildly out of the portal.

Abominations stitched together with countless pieces of flesh and wielding enormous iron hooks; hordes of ravenous ghouls; cave demons like spiders; gargoyles hovering in the sky; and frost dragons that blot out the sun.

Millions of the dead arrived in the new world, and thick black clouds gathered in the sky.

Upon witnessing this, Zhang Xiu did not hesitate and immediately chose to retreat.

They had originally planned to launch a surprise attack to gather more intelligence while the undead army was still establishing itself.

But after sensing the dark sky that resembled clouds, Zhang Xiu decisively chose to retreat.

Even the Miracle Legion wouldn't blindly charge into a million-strong army lined up in battle formation; that's not bravery, that's suicide.

"Damn it!" Zhang Xiu's face was extremely ugly.

His momentary oversight allowed the undead to seize the opportunity and amass an army of tens of thousands before he even noticed. This made him hesitant to act rashly and instead consider waiting for reinforcements to arrive before making any further plans.

After all, if he goes head-to-head, he will suffer significant losses.

In the time it took to hesitate, the undead army expanded rapidly, exhuming countless dead and now summoning even more undead.

Zhang Xiu could already sense the impending storm emanating from the wind.

"Damn it, is it really like those charlatans say, that using a gun ruins one's character? How come I always run into these kinds of unexpected situations?"

Zhang Xiu looked at the spear in his hand, wondering if he should change his weapon.

He rose to fame at a young age and was known as the "King of Guns in the North." However, he seemed to be constantly plagued by bad luck. After becoming a general in the Star Han Empire, he had a period of good fortune, but then his luck turned bad again.

Last time he clashed with the Mongol Yuan dynasty, he almost lost everything. He had received an award from the empire and was transferred here to recuperate, which allowed him to have a period of good fortune.

Then suddenly this undead scourge appeared, catching him completely off guard.

With the massive invasion of the undead, the world changed drastically. The area shrouded in darkness was filled with howling winds and snow, making it impossible to see anything further.

Zhang Xiu led several hundred men to patrol the border of the resource zone. After the arrival of the undead, they did not rush to expand, but instead began to carry out large-scale construction. Zhang Xiu did not know what the other side was doing, but there was no doubt that he had no right to stop them.

The closer Zhang Xiu got to the dark sky, the more he could feel the resentment and deathly silence within the black mist that resembled clouds.

As a master of breaking boundaries, Zhang Xiu clearly knew that it must be the manifestation of some kind of rule.

The hymn is no longer a secret to Xinghan; at least all the high-ranking officials and military personnel know about it.

Zhang Xiu himself wasn't interested in these gods and ghosts, but he knew that these things contained powerful energy.

"There is a faint sense of distortion in the air, which is the product of some kind of large-scale secret technique that forcibly distorts reality with willpower."

Zhang Xiu sensed the power of the dark sky and silently made an assessment in his mind.

"Huh? Who is it!"

Zhang Xiu raised his hand and unleashed a burst of internal energy, instantly dispersing the wind, snow, and black mist. A figure slowly emerged from the snowstorm.

Clad in a magnificent robe embroidered with twisted runes that exuded an ominous aura, Zhang Xiu felt as if he were a distorted aggregate.

Its body was devoid of flesh and blood, and its entire form exuded a powerful aura, emitting a faint green light.

"Nice to meet you, human. I am Kel'Thuzad, the Lich King's most loyal servant!"

Kel'Thuzad bowed gracefully to Zhang Xiu. The undead were not mindless corpses; they were new lives that had been resurrected.

They have various ways to deal with enemies.

“Zhang Xiu, you have now entered the territory of the Star Han Empire. If you leave now, no one will be hurt!” Zhang Xiu said in a low voice.

"Hehehe, what a domineering declaration, but the calamities of the undead have never cared about worldly royal power."

"You are strong, qualified to join us undead, offer your loyalty to the Lich King, and you will gain eternal life!" Kel'Thuzad's voice was like the friction of countless withered bones.

"This is a new world, a... bountiful wheat field waiting to be harvested. Joining the undead is your only destination."

Zhang Xiu took a deep breath and refused directly.

"Looks like we'll have to see who's the real deal!"

"I'm sorry, but you'll thank me when you become a ghost!"

Kel'Thuzad raised his hand, and a beam of light, as fast as lightning, shot directly at Zhang Xiu.

"Witchcraft?" Zhang Xiu's brow twitched, and he precisely pointed his spear at the light, deflecting it onto the ground.

The area hit by the light instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Zhang Xiu could sense that this land was dead, filled with the aura of death, and like the soil shrouded and eroded by the dark sky, it had all fallen into a state of "death".

It was a state forcibly distorted by will, but Zhang Xiu could not break it. Their existence was locked by some kind of anchor point, and to destroy it, one had to go deep into that area shrouded in darkness.

Seeing how easily Zhang Xiu had broken his Death Finger, Kel'Thuzad looked at the spear in Zhang Xiu's hand with some doubt.

"A divine artifact?"

Both sides fell into a brief silence, showing some apprehension about their opponent's strength.

"Kill them!"

Kel'Thuzad gracefully retreated. He was not a warrior, so this was a situation that should naturally be left to the warriors to handle.

Thousands of undead rushed out from the darkness, their skin an ominous grayish-white, their eye sockets burning with a ghostly blue flame that did not belong to the living.

A sharp dragon roar, sharp enough to freeze a soul, rang out, and hundreds of enormous shadows spread their wings from the sky.

Composed of skeletons and ice crystals, their wings rotten and exposed, their eye sockets burning with the same blue will-o'-the-wisps as the dead on the ground.

Their numbers exceeded one thousand.

The lead one was several times larger than the other frost dragons, and its enormous skeletal skull was adorned with a ferocious crown made of ice crystals.

The Frost Dragon Queen opened her enormous skeletal maw and spewed out dragon breath—not fire, but a pure, icy blue breath imbued with the aura of death and decay.

"Legion attack!" Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Xiu directly mobilized the cloud energy and his own internal energy to unleash a beam of light, neutralizing the dragon's breath.

"Retreat!" Seeing that more and more undead were appearing, Zhang Xiu did not hesitate at all and immediately led his men to retreat.

"Cease the pursuit!" Kel'Thuzad ordered a halt to the pursuit, and the surging undead army stopped advancing like a tide, slowly retreating back into the darkness.

"Why won't you let me kill them!" The Frost Dragon Queen landed and asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Patience, Your Majesty, we need time. Let them spread their fear!” Kel'Thuzad said calmly.

But a sense of unease arose deep within me.

Zhang Xiu's strength made him somewhat uneasy.

For the Scourge, the most troublesome opponent is a large group of highly skilled individuals.

While the Undead Canopy can suppress the enemy's power, the undead's structure dictates that they are relatively weak in individual combat.

It used magic to see the future, and in the darkness, a miraculous light cleaved through the darkness, launching an attack on the Lich King and shattering the Frozen Throne.

Therefore, he cautiously mobilized the undead army from the rear, intending to nip the future he envisioned in the bud.

Zhang Xiu, who had retreated to his post on the other side, had a dark expression on his face.

The difference in strength was too great. He originally thought that the undead were just a large number but lacked quality, but the appearance of the Frost Dragon set off alarm bells in Zhang Xiu's mind.

"Boundary-Breaking Immortals and Boundary-Breaking Ferocious Beasts?"

Zhang Xiu recalled the strength of Kel'Thuzad and the Frost Dragon Queen. They weren't too strong for him, but he was confident he could kill them both in one-on-one combat.

After all, immortals and ferocious beasts are not considered very strong in the realm of breaking boundaries.

Immortals, in particular, are considered inferior to humans.

If a general of the same rank cannot defeat three immortals, he is completely unqualified.

The ferocious beasts are quite formidable; the top-tier beasts are no less powerful than top-tier generals like Zhao Yun and Dian Wei, but their numbers are pitifully small.

Except for a few who surrendered, most were surrounded and killed by the army.

The First Yellow Heaven Legion has dealt with countless top-tier ferocious beasts. The result of the abundant essence of heaven and earth is the birth of various rare and precious materials, which are then mistakenly eaten by various wild beasts and transformed into powerful ferocious beasts.

For Zhang Xiu, Kel'Thuzad and the Frost Dragon Queen were not important; what mattered were the overwhelming number of Frost Dragons.

According to Zhang Xiu's estimation, each of them possesses strength no less than that of internal energy leaving the body, which is quite deadly.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the undead scourge. If it weren't for the fact that Luoyang had already begun sending troops, Zhang Xiu would have been considering whether he should just run away.

The air force and the army are truly different. Zhang Xiu is confident that he can lead his legion to fight against the undead on land. Even if the enemy has a large number of them, he can put up a fight.

After all, the battle area is only so big. As long as the opponent doesn't bombard him with some super-large secret techniques, he feels that he can hold out for a few days without any problem.

However, the presence of the air force will multiply their pressure to engage in combat, especially after it is confirmed that the enemy has long-range attack capabilities.

Zhang Xiu pondered for a long time and realized that he had no way to deal with the other side.

No matter how strong his legion is, it's meaningless if one can fight ten at once. Faced with an endless stream of undead, they will eventually be worn down.

If the undead launch a full-scale invasion, Zhang Xiu will simply flee to preserve his forces.

But the spirits remained inactive, leaving Zhang Xiu in a dilemma.

Attacking is futile; staying here without retreating is like sleeping on an invisible time bomb.

This frustration drove Zhang Xiu to the brink of madness.

"General, General, reinforcements have arrived!"

Just as Zhang Xiu was leading his men on patrol and defense, a guard suddenly approached him to report.

"Take me there quickly!"

Zhang Xiu's spirits lifted. This news was like heavenly music. He hadn't dared to sleep for days, fearing that if he fell asleep, the person opposite him would do something terrible to him.

Finally, reinforcements arrived, and the huge weight that had been hanging over Zhang Xiu's heart was lifted.

When Zhang Xiu returned to the camp, Xu Shu had already begun setting up camp in another location.

"Long time no see!" Xu Shu greeted Zhang Xiu warmly.

"Yuanzhi! I didn't expect it to be you who came this time!" Zhang Xiu and Xu Shu were quite familiar with each other and had drunk together a few times.

"We're out of manpower, so I'll have to step in myself!" Xu Shu was also helpless; after all, he was a civil official.

It was one thing to be forced to play when there were no other players available, but now that the company is so large and successful, he still has to play.

"The situation is urgent, so I won't stand on ceremony. I've already reviewed the previous reports. Have you noticed anything unusual these past two days?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Xu Shu went straight to the point and asked.

“I patrol and observe every day, and the land corrupted by the undead is growing larger and larger; they seem to be expanding every day.”

"You mean, the other side is expanding the coverage area of ​​the cloud-like atmosphere through this method?" Xu Shu caught the finish line.

“Yes, based on my observation, the larger the territory they occupy and the more land they invade, the greater the density of the black curtain in the sky and the greater the suppressive force!” Zhang Xiu nodded.

"It's just an analogy; in reality, their expansion methods are even more bizarre!"

He could analyze many things about the undead from the perspective of spirit, energy, and vitality, but ultimately it was not a single system, and the results of his observations differed slightly.

There were many things Zhang Xiu didn't understand, and he could only explain them in his own way.

“I understand! Take two legions and let’s go take a look!” Xu Shu planned to go and see for himself, since most of the intelligence gathered so far was based on Zhang Xiu’s guesses and feelings, which were largely subjective.

Xu Shu planned to use his intellectual talents to conduct a practical analysis.

But this time, when Zhang Xiu and his group were halfway there, a large number of undead rushed out to intercept them.

"Crush them!"

Zhang Xiu led his troops in a direct charge, like a rampaging dump truck, quickly carving a bloody path through the undead horde.

Compared to Zhang Xiu's main force, these undead were far too fragile. The cavalrymen on horseback could easily smash and kill an undead by simply swinging their weapons.

Especially after Zhang Xiu activated his elite talent, a purple light swept across, instantly extinguishing the undead in the eye sockets of the undead in front of him.

After discovering that the Willpower Attack had a special effect, Zhang Xiu's main force doubled their killing speed, and wherever they went, the dead were harvested row by row like wheat in a wheat field.

The five or six thousand dead were wiped out by Zhang Xiu's main force in less than a quarter of an hour.

"They're probably only at the level of single-talented soldiers, almost completely powerless against willpower-based legions. Weak willpower attack, perhaps?" Xu Shu keenly noticed this; Xinghan has several types of large-scale willpower attacks. (End of Chapter)