One-Eyed Monster

This scene felt all too familiar.

Soul Puppets, Puppet Soldiers, Corpse Eaters...

These unconventional creatures, seen by many before, had once again made their eerie appearance.

No, it wasn’t just these unconventional Living Beings re-emerging; it was a manifestation of their despair.

The Dark Force seemed to favor summoning; their power often intertwined intricately with death itself.

It wasn’t that their power emanated from death, but they were proficient at using death. In the realm of the Dark Force, death and survival did not hold much divergence. Anything that existed was a tool they could exploit.

Just as Wizard Reed’s remnant had said, it was only the beginning.

The continuously summoned army, splitting and Devouring, began to form a considerable scale. It wouldn’t be long before a formidable army would rise above this swamp...

The swamp was a disaster for them, but it didn’t affect the splitting armies in the slightest. They moved as if through an uninhabited land, swift and attacking ferociously.

Clearly, this exceeded their expectations; these Summoned Creatures were monstrous.

It seemed they could only await being crushed.

Wizard Reed’s remnant was still laughing maniacally. Seeing the group of Insect Worms being tormented so, its desire for revenge was completely satisfied.

This was the overwhelming power of the Dark Force. So what if these local experts were masters of this world? Weren’t they still being crushed by the Dark Force, incapable of any counterattack, only able to watch helplessly as their companions were driven to desperation by these summoned Undead Soul armies?

Before the Dark Force, these people truly were insignificant.

Despite being thrown aside, Igor never gave up. He continued with his plan. To him, the first successful step was to lure out the enemy...

If not for Igor, Wizard Reed’s remnant wouldn’t have revealed itself so quickly...

Of course, Igor wasn’t completely confident he could handle Wizard Reed’s remnant. He knew if the remnant was allowed to gather power any longer, everyone on Guru Mountain would be doomed.

This was an intuition. Even if Igor didn’t know how this intuition had formed, he just knew he couldn’t let the Dark Wizard’s remnant continue to brew its power.

Although the Insect Worms possessed little power, they were not defenseless. They could strike back, and their counterattacks could sometimes be quite annoying.

Wizard Reed’s remnant was disgusted by this irritating sensation, which was why it fell for Igor’s ploy.

It had initially planned to crush them all at once, but now it seemed there wasn’t time for that. It had to use a slightly more troublesome method to deal with these people.

But it didn’t matter; it now had an endless supply of power, so dealing with this group was no problem at all.

It could control fire and water, summon Undead Skeletons, and engage in close combat itself. In its current state, it was practically invincible.

The only thing it couldn’t comprehend was why these Insect Worms still had the audacity to laugh mockingly. And that audacious one was even hitting its head with a wooden plank.

It no longer felt pain, but it was still dumbfounded. What made them courageous enough to defy it? Was it mere reckless courage?

Wizard Reed’s remnant wouldn’t comprehend this.

It wouldn’t understand why Igor was doing this.

Wizard Reed’s remnant couldn’t fathom why.

Even though these people appeared as insignificant as Insect Worms before it, they still hadn’t given up their resistance. Looking at these people fighting with disheveled hair, Wizard Reed’s remnant felt not a shred of pity in its heart, only vengeance and hatred, and it schemed to send them to their deaths.

It didn’t understand what they were resisting. Shouldn’t they submit when encountering someone significantly stronger? Shouldn’t they automatically surrender when faced with overpowering forces?

Things that had never appeared in Wizard Reed’s world, his remnant wouldn’t understand either. So naturally, this remnant wouldn’t understand why Igor and his comrades made such a choice.

Igor and his comrades preferred dying over surrendering. This wasn’t an issue of having no choice; quite simply, no one here wanted to lose their freedom.

So despite their dire circumstances and seemingly hopeless situation, they didn’t abandon their resistance.

The power of Insect Worms is minuscule, but no matter how small, they won’t abandon their chance to survive as Insect Worms. Even when faced with powerful humans, they will still rise up and resist.

Their resistance might be insignificant, but this was the instinct of these Insect Worms. They would spare no effort to resist until their lives ended...

This was the choice of these Insect Worms: they chose to fight for their own survival. It’s an instinct, the instinct to survive. Many people understood this principle.

Igor and his group were in a terrible state, but no one chose to give up. Imperial warriors like Kevin voluntarily took on the task of protecting the Great Mentor and Hustace. His sword was now weaving countless patterns in the air.

Not just Kevin, but Milo, Simon, Brad, and Jemma—they all resisted in their own ways without a moment’s slack. They couldn’t afford to slack; there was no turning back, only a fierce fight to the death...

Time seemed to freeze. Everyone was resisting the summoned Undead Creatures. However, these things seemed unkillable. Indeed, they couldn’t be killed. How could something already dead be killed again? What was even more astonishing was that these Undead Creatures were growing more numerous. Moreover, the more the humans resisted, the more the Undead Creatures multiplied.

Cut one down, and it became two. Blasted into fragments, they immediately reformed into a whole swarm. These splitting Undead Creatures were much harder to deal with than the previous Puppet Soldiers and Death Knights. Back then, they could still fight them on equal footing, but now it was completely one-sided. They could truly only barely resist.

Kadi was in a predicament. He had always been looking forward to a fight, yet when this one arrived, he found his own strength too meager, completely insufficient to resist.

He glanced at Igor in the distance and suddenly realized that Igor was not being attacked!

This was a strange sight. Amidst the chaos, Kadi was probably the only one with the presence of mind to observe others...

The Undead Creatures seemed not to have noticed Igor, rushing past him as if he were mere air.

Right then, Igor appeared like a still painting, a transparent painting...

What was happening? Did Igor find a new way to resist? Kadi couldn’t help but wonder; he had always had high expectations for Igor.

At this moment, Igor was searching. He had to find a weakness in this Dark Force. Only then could everyone escape their current perilous situation...