Global Lords: The Undead's Mobile Fortress

'This Soul Fire is amazing stuff.' When they absorbed it, a violent shudder ran through them, and they could feel their Demonic Qi circulating faster. The sensation of growing stronger was unmistakable, almost like a Miracle Elixir.

Such opportunities for rapid enhancement were incredibly rare. Resources were scarce in the Underworld, and items that could increase one's power were usually controlled by the influential Demonized Creatures. Commoners like them could never get their hands on such things.

But now, all they had to do was kill the Undead to grow stronger. How could they possibly resist? Even if they might be killed in return, fortune favors the bold. If they didn't fight for their own destiny, were they just going to wait for the heavens to grant them power?

The Undead, on the other hand, were like stubborn, unyielding stones. No matter how ferociously they were attacked, not a single one backed down. They held the three passages to the death, their stance screaming, 'Either you kill all of us, or we'll kill all of you.'

This only made the Demonized Creatures more ecstatic. They had been worried the Undead might flee. The underground passages formed a sprawling labyrinth, and giving chase would have been a nightmare. 'Them not running is perfect,' they thought. 'Makes them easier to kill.'

By holding their ground and fighting to the death, the Undead suffered devastating casualties. This was no kiting tactic; they were weathering the enemy's onslaught head-on. The Skeleton Undead were Low Level Undead, and facing hordes of Demonized Creatures, they were at a complete disadvantage. The casualty ratio was nearly ten-to-one, sometimes even twenty-to-one.

Despite the staggering casualty rate, the Undead never forgot to drag away their enemies' corpses. 'An Undead can fall, but a corpse cannot be left behind.' The battle was utterly brutal.

The Undead were persistent, but they were simply no match for their opponents. The Demonized Creatures brutally forced their way into the passages. Swathes of Undead were cut down like wheat as the enemy steadily pushed deeper.

"Hahaha, this is great!"

"Hell yeah! Kill 'em all!"

"Come on, try and cut me!"

"Who else wants some—"

...

The passages echoed with the wild, arrogant laughter and taunts of the Demonized Creatures. The Demonic Qi shrouding them grew denser. Those at the front, clashing with the Undead, had already descended into a frenzy. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they fought with reckless abandon, covered in blood, yet they continued to charge forward relentlessly.

KRAK KRAK KRAK...

A chaotic scraping sound echoed. A Demonized Jackal Wolfman looked up and saw eerie blue flames floating in the Darkness, swaying and flickering. As they drew closer, he realized they belonged to more Skeleton Undead.

Reinforcements had arrived!

The Skeleton Undead, who had been clearing out Demonized Beasts from the other passages, arrived at the front lines and joined the battle without a moment's hesitation. Swinging their Weapons, they charged the Demonized Creatures, taking the place of their fallen comrades to continue the fight.

"Bring it on!"

"Send more!"

Seeing the Skeleton Undead reinforcements, the Demonized Creatures were not alarmed but overjoyed. They paid no mind to how many had arrived. Their minds, corroded by Demonic Qi, were consumed by the singular urge to kill and attack, completely devoid of any fear of the Undead.

Far from feeling fear, their blood boiled and their bodies burned with heat. They felt an overwhelming need to let out a few roars and smash some Undead to pieces just to feel satisfied.

In the face of the roaring Demonized Creatures, the Undead responded with silence, merely stabbing with their swords and thrusting with their Weapons. As more and more Skeleton Undead joined the battle, they gradually regained the upper hand, forcing the Demonized Creatures back and driving them toward the cave entrance.

In the Undead Main Tower, Li Ziyu sat on the White Bone Throne, his expression grim. Zhang Peng and Liu Xingxing stood obediently to one side. Seeing Li Ziyu like this, neither of them dared to speak, afraid they would disturb him.

Battle reports streamed in. The front-line Skeleton Undead had suffered immense losses, but the first wave of reinforcements from the rear had arrived and suppressed the enemy's momentum. At the same time, the corpses of the Demonized Creatures were being brought out of the caves and placed on the Bone Plate Platform.

'Good, the line has finally stabilized,' Li Ziyu thought. 'Just have to hold on. A steady stream of the Skeleton Undead Corps will be arriving soon. What's more, the Alien Corps led by the Nightmare Ox Demon, along with the Elite Heavy Hammer Skeletons and Skeleton Short Bowmen, are on their way. They are the true main force!'