Ares felt both dread and disbelief as hell on earth unfolded in front of him. The bodies of the dead soldiers that died under the hands of Death and his Death Legion piled up like a mountain all around him. The rankers tried to attack him and his liches, but it was not an easy feat.

‘What kind of monster is he…?!’

Death had nearly wiped out the 4,000 troops that came with Ares, all by himself. There were only around 300 of his troops left, and Death was still laughing and cackling in a grating manner.

‘His MP should be running out soon. By then, his undead will have disappeared already.’

It did not matter how strong Death was, there was no way for him to summon the undead continuously. He even used the ‘Undead’s Resurrection’ on the Barras Kingdom troops to bring them back to life and make them attack their comrades. The Undead Resurrection was a skill that consumed a lot of MP. The Death Knights that were summoned and rampaging around right now were also consuming a lot of his MP.

Finally, what Ares had hoped for, happened.

Shwaaaaaaaaaa—

Death’s thousands of troops in the Death Legion disappeared one after the other in streams of black energy, even...