After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Steel rain slapped against the fleshy pulp, and layers of blood blossoms shimmered brilliantly, staining the rainwater.

Lightning flashed by, illuminating the ferocious figures of the Northern Army, like a hundred ghosts roaming at night. Beneath the forest of spears lay the countless fallen corpses of the bodyguards wielding broadswords.

Freeman stared in disbelief at the scene before him, where, even now, the Confederate troops who had sworn to follow him to the death were still charging toward the enemy, struggling to sound the horn of counterattack.

The shield bearers, fully equipped, moved in unison, plunging their large shields into the mud and flesh, successfully constructing a reliable defensive line amidst the corpses.

The heavy rain never stopped, and the darkness obscured everyone's appearance, leaving only the bloody battle amidst shouts of anger.

The war moved from chaos to order. Federico led his heavily armored soldiers out of the gun emplacement. They were already taller than ordinary soldiers, making them even more imposing in the eyes of the enemy.

The heavy iron armor, accompanied by dull footsteps, slammed into the shield wall, sending up a spray of scalding hot blood.

The elites of both sides once again engaged in the most brutal battle. Federico, now armed with a new weapon, wielded a large axe, and each strike was a judgment on life.

Blood mixed with bits of flesh slapped against his face, then was washed away by the heavy rain, turning into mud that flowed into his feet.

This is both destruction and annihilation; all nobility and all ideals ultimately turn into cruel violence.

"The cavalry outflanked them and cut through their rear."

Luna appeared on the battlefield, calmly issuing subsequent attack orders, with Lisa by her side holding an umbrella for her.

This time, she has all the advantages of timing, location, and popular support; there's no reason for her to lose.

After barely managing to maintain the line, Freeman's eyes regained their clarity, and two silent gazes pierced through the crowd, colliding abruptly. In the next instant, both drew their swords.

The cavalry charged past from both sides. With no fortified camps to rely on, Freeman naturally understood what letting the cavalry pass meant on such flat terrain.

But he had no choice; in fact, he had no choice at all.

The spearmen almost immediately surrounded Luna in the center. Luna sheathed her sword, and her cold gaze completely extinguished Freeman's hope of turning the tide.

The shield wall ahead is already on the verge of collapse, the battlefield situation is tilting, and a massacre is inevitable.

If we cannot launch a counterattack at this time...

"General Freeman!"

Hearing the sounds of battle in the distance, Medivh never expected that he would encounter the Union army fighting against the Southern army here.

It seems that fate has been kind to them after all.

As they drew closer to the battlefield, the bloody smell in the rain even carried a hint of sweetness. Medivh, focused on finding Luna, failed to notice Rona gradually breaking free of her restraints behind him.

His entire body was rapidly decaying, and his internal temperature was gradually being lost. Embracing death did not bring Ronaldo any relief.

He felt the weight of his soul, and the suffocating sensation of his soul being dragged into the abyss.

It'll be soon, it'll be soon...

Countless bizarre maggots crawled out of his body, gnawing away at every inch of his skin. For the sake of the rebirth of the Southern Territory, Rona gritted his teeth and endured this excruciating pain.

He persisted until now not only to say goodbye to Professor Medivh, but also to demonstrate to his teacher his supreme understanding of magic.

Forbidden magic allowed him to bear half of the calamity's corruption for the Duke, slowing down the process of becoming undead.

This process of transforming from a natural creature into a magical creature allowed him to reach a new level of understanding of magic and comprehend the connection between life and death.

Now that the curse has come true, why not completely reshape the world? Besides, he might even have the opportunity to participate!

Time passed second by second, and the rich magic of immortality surged into his body, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood already before his eyes.

As his heart stopped beating, before his last vestiges of consciousness faded, Rona finally broke free from Medivh's magical restraints and stood upright behind him.

Medivh turned around in surprise, his hand holding the wand frozen in mid-air.

Fate had once again played a cruel trick on him.

A wriggling smile appeared on Ronaldo's face, which was covered in maggots. He leaped into the air, called out to Freeman, and then slammed himself into the pile of corpses, turning into dust on the ground.

Centered on the battlefield, a strange magic circle flashed by, and the world seemed to stop turning at that moment.

The carriage continued moving forward. From Luna's perspective, she was more concerned with why Medivh had suddenly appeared there than with the things thrown out of the carriage, and... why he had such a sad expression on his face.

Buzz!

A piercing noise, seemingly from nowhere, erupted. The moment the maggots splattered from the corpses hit the ground, the world was suddenly cleaved in two by an incredibly sharp, cold light, startling everyone on the battlefield.

Suddenly, Lisa, who was the first to sense something was wrong, threw away her umbrella and cursed as she grabbed Luna and backed away while rapidly casting a spell.

"Luna, run! That old scoundrel Medivh has brought something incredible with him!"

Before the full-power bombardment technique could be formed, the earth, as if breathing, suddenly began to undulate violently, and a strange bulge in the center of the battlefield knocked everyone to the ground.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Lisa, who was on the verge of tears, picked up her staff and quickly helped the bewildered Luna up.

Looking at the small hill that separated them from the Southern Army, Luna realized what was happening. That damned Medivh, how dare he scheme against me!

"Retreat! The entire army must retreat! Retreat back to Guanhai Town!"

Snapped!

Before Luna could finish speaking, the small hill between the two armies exploded, spewing out countless white and red maggots into the air, which rained down even harder than a downpour.

Realizing something was wrong, Luna, who was organizing the troops to retreat, suddenly turned around and saw a maggot fall on a soldier's head. After jumping a few times, it crawled into the soldier's head.

The soldier was completely unaware and continued to retreat quickly with the group. However, as they walked, the soldier suddenly coughed up blood, his pupils dilated, and as he fell, a fat maggot that had sucked his skin until it was red from being sucked dry slid out from his thigh.

amount……

Despite her nausea, Luna saw more and more soldiers falling victim to the maggots and quickly swallowed her retching, shouting, "Avoid the maggots! Don't let them burrow into our bodies!"

The complex magic circle transformed into the only light in the sky, and crimson flames condensed and fell, roaring into an endless sea of ​​fire that instantly engulfed Luna and the others.

The gentle flames touched the skin without causing any burns; on the contrary, the maggots that roamed all over the mountains were completely wiped out by the fire.

The sea of ​​fire vanished in an instant. Luna, regaining her senses, looked at Medivh, who was following her leaning on his staff, and gritted her teeth, asking, "Whose side are you on anyway?"

What a pity! If only she had another half hour! Luna was absolutely confident that she could completely defeat Freeman, but Medivh appeared out of nowhere and ruined everything.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! A winning hand with two kings and four twos at the start!

Medivh glared at her, then pulled her away, sighing. "Things are complicated, little girl. I'll explain later. The problem now is, I must get you out of the Southern Territory!"

Luna broke free of his hand. "Hmph, you think you can just come and go as you please? Am I the one who broke the contract? Why should I listen to you, you old geezer..."

From the shattered earth, a seven- or eight-meter-long insect leg vibrated and emerged, its whip-like bristles as sharp as giant scythes, swiftly slicing through the camp's fence.

Luna instantly obeyed, her expression becoming obedient.

"Respected sir, please lead us out of this hell."