Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

Li Fan looked at his masterpiece and nodded.

"Reorganize the army."

He uttered two words calmly.

All the undead instantly stopped moving.

The three undead generals knelt down on one knee in front of Li Fan.

"The master's army has assembled."

"You can ascend to heaven at any time."

Li Fan did not act immediately.

He walked slowly, inspecting his unique army.

Those war machines transformed from dwarves lowered their cannons to the lowest point to pay the highest tribute to their king.

The monsters, once orcs, lay prostrate on the ground, their fangs and claws sheathed, as docile as a flock of sheep.

The eyes of those vengeful spirits, who were once fairies, were filled with fanatical worship.

Finally, he reached the foot of the Corpse Tower.

He looked up at the building he had created himself, the path to revenge.

He took a deep breath.

The air was thick with the smell of death.

He likes this flavor.

He stretched out his foot.

They stepped onto the first step of the Tower of Corpses.

That was the head of a human soldier.

Li Fan began to walk upwards.

Step by step.

They walked very slowly and steadily.

Eric followed behind him on his right.

Sylvanas followed behind him on his left.

The war fortress that Bronzebeard transformed into slowly rose at the same speed as him inside the tower.

Li Fan walked on a road paved with corpses.

Beneath his feet lay former kings and peasants, former heroes and former sinners.

Now they all have only one identity.

His soldiers.

He walked uphill.

It keeps going higher and higher.

The world beneath our feet is getting smaller and smaller.

He passed through the clouds.

We arrived in the sky.

Thousands of frost bone dragons circled around him, shielding him from the winds from the high altitude.

He continued upwards.

at last.

He reached the top of the Corpse Tower.

They arrived at the massive hole leading to the divine realm that he had personally blasted open.

He stopped in his tracks.

Standing at the crossroads of two worlds.

Beneath his feet lay the mortal realm shrouded in darkness.

Before him lay a realm of divine light.

A world of the dead.

A divine kingdom for the living.

And he is Li Fan.

It will lead this world of the dead to devour the divine kingdom of the living.

Li Fan stood at the intersection of two worlds.

He could feel waves of pure energy emanating from that spatial rift.

That is divine power.

It is the highest level of energy in this world.

For the undead, this energy is like sulfuric acid, full of corrosive and purifying properties.

Following behind Li Fan, Eric and Sylvanas both had sizzling white smoke rising from their bodies, a sign that their death aura was being purified by divine power.

But they did not back down.

They simply endured it in silence.

"A bunch of cowards."

Li Fan looked at the hole and sneered.

He knew that those guys in the divine realm were trying to prevent him from entering in this way.

They thought that by sealing the entrance with divine power, their army of the dead would be unable to pass.

Naive.

Li Fan stretched out his hand and gently waved it towards the hole.

A purer and more domineering dark energy surged from his palm.

The moment that divine power came into contact with this dark energy, it was instantly neutralized and devoured, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

The edge of the spatial hole, which was originally radiating golden light, was quickly stained black and turned into a black vortex exuding an ominous aura.

"Now, the road is open."

Li Fan withdrew his hand and said calmly.

Step out.

They stepped out of the realm of mortals.

They stepped into the realm of the gods.

The moment his foot landed.

The entire divine realm shook violently.

This is the realm of the gods.

The sky was golden, and in the distance floated magnificent temples, connected by rainbow bridges.

The air was filled with a rich divine power; taking a breath felt like purifying one's soul.

Very beautiful.

It is sacred.

Eric.

Li Fan shouted without turning his head.

"Yes, Master."

The Dragonborn Death Knight followed closely behind and stepped into the realm of the gods.

He surveyed the place he had once longed for and revered.

Now he stands here as an intruder.

Sylvanas.

"Master, your humble servant will offer you the heads of the gods."

The Queen of Pain led 100,000 banshees into the realm of the gods.

"Copperbeard".

Rumble...

The war fortress squeezed in through the spatial rift, its cannons already aimed at the most magnificent temple in the distance.

Followed by.

There are thousands of Frostbone Dragons.

It consists of millions of berserk zombies.

It is an army of tens of millions of undead.

They poured into this world of light through that towering corpse tower.

Blackness began to encroach upon this golden land.

The dense divine power in the air was polluted by the overwhelming deathly aura.

This is a visually striking image.

Deep within the realm of the gods.

The Temple of Olympus.

Zeus, the king of the gods, looked at the dark, overwhelming army of the dead, and his face turned ashen as he looked at the black-haired man standing at the very front of the army.

His severed arm had regrowed thanks to divine power, but the shame of being cut off by a mortal could never be erased.

"He... he actually came up here?"

"Did he bring all the spirits of the dead from the mortal realm up here?"

The gods were in complete chaos.

They never imagined that war would reach their doorstep in this way.

"What's the panic!"

Zeus let out a roar to forcefully quell the situation.

"This is the realm of the gods! This is our home turf!"

"His undead will have their strength reduced by 30% under the suppression of the dense divine power of the divine realm!"

"And we'll get the home advantage!"

Zeus stood up, his eyes rekindling with fighting spirit.

"Pass on my orders!"

"Sound the alarm! Assemble all the angelic legions! All heroic warriors!"

"Tell all the gods to lay down their cups and harps and take up their weapons!"

"Today we're going to teach this arrogant mortal a lesson."

"Divine might is inviolable!"

The sound of horns echoed in every corner of the divine realm.

The doors of the temples opened one by one.

Thousands upon thousands of angels, clad in silver armor and with wings on their backs, flew out of the temple and assembled in neat square formations in the air.

The souls of ancient heroes who had slumbered for millennia in Valhalla were reawakened, donned divine armor, and took up their former weapons.

The entire divine realm was mobilized.

Li Fan looked at the angelic legion of light and energy gathering in the distance and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

"So, they've finally decided to come out and die?"

He turned to face his undead army, which had completely occupied the entrance to the divine realm.

He did not issue any pre-battle mobilization speech.

He simply pointed ahead.

Then he uttered a single word.

"kill."