Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 420 "The King of Taxes"

The Undead City was highly efficient, requiring little rest; in fact, the entire city had been preparing for war for at least ten minutes after they left Jiangwen Street. Since they were ready to launch an attack, speed was crucial, especially given their already ample preparations. Jiang Si led an Undead City force back to Frankenstein.

Previously, he only had a small airship for traveling alone, but this time he got to enjoy a much larger one, and he didn't even have to pilot it himself.

Although it was a size larger, the speed of travel was not reduced at all, and the troops quickly arrived in Frankenstein.

The corpse warriors stood ready.

Under the orders of the Undead King, their mission was to completely conquer Frankenstein and turn it into a logistical support base for the upcoming battles.

However, it's no secret that Frankenstein's stitched corpses and the Undead City are at odds. Rumors about this have been circulating for a long time. There are quite a few stitched corpses in the Undead City who came from Frankenstein looking for opportunities, and from their accounts, we can glimpse the tip of the iceberg of Frankenstein.

But aren't there a few fewer corpses in this group?
Despite their various problems and flaws, the stitched corpses still possess considerable short-term burst combat power. Can such a small number of corpses truly suppress Frankenstein so easily?

"Miss Jiang Si, you have arrived over Frankenstein."

"Just land directly. See that dilapidated KTV?" Jiang Si pointed out and said, "Land there."

The corpses had no objections. Although Jiang Si did not have any specific official title, this corpse, who had just arrived and immediately gained the attention and trust of the Undying King, was quite famous in certain circles of the Undying City.

However, when they landed at the target location and took off from the airship, they were taken aback by the scene before them.

a mess.

They had noticed from the air that Frankenstein's interior looked dilapidated and full of potholes. But they mostly ignored it, assuming it was just because Frankenstein's construction was incomplete.

Upon closer inspection, it turns out that things are not quite as they seem.

Over here, the stitched-up corpses were trying to save some of the wounded, most of them looking utterly gruesome. It was as if the area had been bombed beforehand; the scene was even more devastating than what could be seen from the sky.

"This is..." The Undying City officer looked at Jiang Si, hoping for an explanation.

Jiang Si, however, stood with her hands on her hips as if nothing had happened. Noticing the corpses staring at her, she said, "Go and recruit them. Why are you looking at me?"

The corpses looked at each other, and although they had many questions in their minds, they immediately got to work.

The stitched corpses were mostly terrified when they saw the troops from the Undead City. Almost none of them dared to resist, especially after seeing Jiang Si's figure not far away. Their inner defenses collapsed, and they couldn't even release electricity.

The forces of the Undead City took little effort and time to completely control Frankenstein.

They felt so relaxed that all their mental preparation before coming here was for nothing. Their inner doubts turned into even greater doubts.

After inquiring about the reason for the stitched-up corpses, they heard from them about a terrifying being who single-handedly destroyed the entire Frankenstein.

Jiang Si watched as they took over Frankenstein. She didn't need to do any more work, or rather, she had done all the preparatory work beforehand.

Surprisingly, the Walton from before is still alive.

He discarded a significant portion of the body that had rotted due to poisoning, but because of this, the body has not yet been stitched back together and appears somewhat unrecognizable.

It's safe to say that the biggest stroke of luck was that it didn't completely rot away.

He was highly respected in Frankenstein, and didn't cause any trouble, obediently accepting the occupation of the Undead City and helping to manage the undead population of Frankenstein. "I thought you would resist to the death," Jiang Si said, stepping forward to look at him.

Walton looked at Jiang Si with a complicated expression and sighed, "We are just corpses. It's already difficult enough to survive in this world, let alone have any dignity. We can hardly even figure out what we are."

"So you're saying you don't really want to rebel with Victor?" Jiang Si asked.

“I was just going along with the ideas of the other stitched-together corpses.” Walton didn’t hide his thoughts. “If Victor and the spirits could really achieve their goals, I would still have chosen to support him under the previous circumstances. But now that our plan has been exposed and the Undead City has completely taken over this place, I can resist for the sake of a few people’s spirits, but that person will probably bring an end to all the stitched-together corpses in the city. Now, we’ll save as many as we can.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si said, "If you were their leader, you might not be outstanding, but at least you would be dedicated and responsible."

Walton simply shook his head, neither confirming nor denying.

Jiang Si didn't talk to him any further and turned to board the airship.

……

Corpses do not have the habit of remembering time, especially when it comes to the span of years and months. Human calendars are of little meaning to corpses; time serves no purpose for them other than recording their own decomposition.

The corpses of the Undead City may not even remember the glory of its early days, or how the Undead King came here, organized them, and gave them such a sanctuary.

But from this day forward, the corpses must remember. This is the day of war, a war between the dead and the spirits that will forge a new future for this world of death.

The steel torrent of the Undead City surged toward the settlement of spirits.

The bridgeheads that the spirits had set up near the Undead City were instantly wiped out before they could react.

Their carefully crafted battle lines proved incredibly fragile against the army of the Undead City, and were easily erased from the map.

The Undead City front continued to advance, seemingly unconcerned whether such an aggressive offensive would prolong the battle lines or make logistics difficult to keep up.

Most people who have heard of the Undying City focus their attention on the Undying King, who is obsessed with collecting spiritual essence.

The Undead King's individual power has attracted too much attention, causing many to overlook the formidable strength of the Undead City and its many surrounding vassal cities under his rule.

At this moment, this war machine was activated, revealing its ferocious fangs.

Wherever it went, it subdued corpses and extracted spiritual essence from all spirits.

After the war began, the Undead King imposed a policy of squeezing every last drop of value out of all spirits except for a small number of those who remained obedient within the Undead City.

Even if a spirit is directly destroyed on the battlefield, its spirit essence residue will be collected by the spirit essence collectors accompanying the Undead City forces. Even when a spirit perishes and dissipates, the amount of spirit essence that can be collected is far more than that collected from an ordinary zombie.

For a long time before this, the spirits who had been hopping around on the faces of the corpses in the Undead City because of the Undead King's relatively mild attitude truly felt the terror of the Undead City.

As the war progressed, the spirits found it difficult to mount a strong counterattack.

However, according to the jokes of the Undead City warriors, the current situation should be described as: the King is going to collect all the taxes he didn't collect from the spirits in the past.

After all, this world belongs to the immortal Eldridge.

(End of this chapter)