Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

Three months.

The system gave us three months.

Liu Nian withdrew his gaze and opened the Naraku Realm main channel.

The channel has exploded into chaos—

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! A world boss?! A world boss has appeared in the Abyss?!]

[The Pharaoh's true form? Synthesized from seven regional bosses? I'd heard before that the Divine Dragon Guild was collecting Pharaoh parts, I thought it was for a quest, but it turns out they're summoning a world boss!]

[The Divine Dragon Guild is awesome! They really assembled them all! That's seven regional bosses!]

[Wait, look at the announcement—Pharaoh's army has launched a full-scale invasion? What does that mean? This isn't just one boss, it's an entire legion?]

This is definitely a good thing! Regardless of whether we win or lose, the overall strength of the Abyss will improve!

[The Divine Dragon Guild has made a significant contribution to the Netherworld this time!]

[Awesome!! No wonder that man leads this guild!]

[This major event seems to have an open ending? The ending varies depending on the choices you make. Winning grants a global buff, losing results in the Pharaoh building a city—neither outcome is a loss.]

[I'm an undead, and I support the Pharaoh! Long live the Pharaoh! The undead will never be slaves!]

[Hmph, what good is your support? I'm going to slaughter the world boss and get the super reward!! The first kill reward for the world boss, just thinking about it makes my mouth water!]

At this very moment, anomalies began to appear in various parts of the Land of Abyss.

Ottawayne.

Above this mirrored city, the sky suddenly darkened. Not the darkness of night, but a murky, sandstorm-like dark yellow that swept across the entire sky. Sunlight was blocked, and the magical streetlights automatically lit up, enveloping the entire city in a hazy, yellowish glow.

The guards on the city wall—those system NPCs—looked up and saw a massive sand wall advancing towards the city on the distant horizon.

The sand wall soared into the clouds, its width covering the entire horizon, like a moving city wall stretching from east to west, seemingly endless. Gravel constantly shed from the surface of the sand wall, cascading down like a waterfall, only to be swept up by the wind before hitting the ground and rejoining the sand wall.

Within the sand wall, countless moving figures could be vaguely seen—skeletal soldiers, mummies, giant scarabs, and some unnamed monsters—formless things made of sand and bones, crawling on the ground like flowing sandstorms, leaving scorched marks in their wake.

Their numbers are as numerous as sardine schools in the sea, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye can see.

On the walls of Ottawien, alarm bells rang.

"Thump—thump—thump—"

The dull tolling of bells echoed through the city. Players on the streets looked up, some with expressions of shock, others running excitedly toward the city walls—the army brought by the world boss would surely bring a massive amount of experience points and loot!

Wilderness fortress.

The earth began to tremble.

Outside the fortress, countless cracks appeared in the wasteland. These cracks started from the horizon and spread in all directions like a spider web. Blood-red light surged from the cracks, and skeleton warriors crawled out of them.

They first stretched out their arms, their withered finger bones gripping the edge of the crack, and pulled their bodies out little by little.

Some of the skeletons turned into warhorses, their eye sockets also burning with red flames, their four hooves leaving a charred hoofprint with each step.

They joined forces with the soldiers, quickly forming neat square formations, and advanced towards the fortress with synchronized steps and astonishing momentum.

Behind the formation, some enormous beasts made of sand and rock were moving slowly. They were over ten meters tall, their bodies like small mountains, and each step they took shook the ground.

The behemoth carried massive siege engines on its back—catapults, battering rams, arrow towers…

On the walls of the Savage Fortress, orc players rubbed their hands together, their eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

"Well done!" a Tauren player, wielding a battle axe, roared at the skeletal formation. "I'm just short of a few legendary items!"

The gnoll player next to him licked his lips, revealing sharp teeth: "So many bones... now we can gnaw to our hearts' content!"

Matalion.

The city on the giant tortoise's back began to feel uneasy.

This ancient behemoth, which carried the weight of an entire city, let out a deep roar. The sound waves exploded on the sea, stirring up waves several meters high. The waves crashed against the edges of the giant turtle's shell, splashing up white foam everywhere.

The strange players in the city surged onto the city walls, countless eyes gazing at the distant horizon.

There, a dark sail was emerging.

A colossal undead warship rose from the sea, cutting through the waves. Its hull was constructed of black, withered wood and blood-red runes, with the head of a pharaoh carved or adorned with a relief of him at the bow. Countless bone oars extended from the oar holes on both sides of the warship, rowing in perfect unison at an astonishing speed.

"Beware of enemy attack—!" On the city wall, a Cyclops player roared and raised his giant battle axe.

Misika.

The sky above the Elemental Floating Island darkened.

A vast swarm of flying undead, like a black tornado, swept towards the city from all directions.

The undead included gargoyles, ghostly dragons, rotting giant bats, and unnamed flying monsters pieced together from bones and rags. They flapped their wings, emitting piercing shrieks that made the elemental floating islands tremble slightly.

The elemental barrier on the floating island of Misaka activated automatically, and colorful magical bubbles enveloped the islands of varying sizes, making them look like a bunch of seven-colored grapes from a distance.

Besides these four main city systems, all sorts of undead creatures have also appeared in other places.

They crawled out of the ground, floated from the water, and condensed into form in the air, as if someone had sown seeds of the dead on every inch of the Netherworld. They fought for territory with NPC forces and wild monsters—skeletal soldiers clashed with giant crocodiles in the forest, mummies battled with lizardmen in the swamp, and giant scarabs gnawed at the lair of wild monsters.

The entire Land of Abyss was in complete chaos.

The Temple of Eternal Sleep.

Liu Nian stood below the altar, looking up at the pillar of light that was still shooting into the sky, the crimson light casting flickering shadows on his face.

Behind him, the core members of the Divine Dragon Guild were gathered in a circle, engaged in a heated discussion.

"Liu Nian!" Wang Mian frowned. "We just received news that the Pharaoh's army has appeared in almost the entire Naraku Realm. Except for the armies outside the four main cities, which haven't launched an attack, almost every other place has been attacked to varying degrees, especially the small towns—Greystone Fortress, Ironforge Town, Windmill Mill… The undead invasion is very fierce!"