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Chapter 1695: Undead Legion (3)
Vaelros also came out as a peak Demigod, which made Kent smile happily.
It appeared he wouldn’t have to wait for Kaizo and the others to grow to the required stage before sending them to the Undead Realm to retrieve the bones needed to create the rest of his undead.
He wanted the majority of them to be Demigods before sending them there. This was because if he waited for all of them to become Gods before sending them, the chances of them getting noticed by the Undead Monarch would be high.
He most certainly had no plans on putting them under the radar of that unreasonable bastard.
Twelve deadly undead god stage warriors appearing out of nowhere would, without a doubt, raise suspicion.
However, Demigods would blend in well, and with their strength and the missions assigned to them, they could easily accomplish their objectives.
Vaelros remained inside the storm for a few more minutes before flying down. When he landed, the chains wrapped around him coiled and merged with his skin, leaving behind tattoos resembling chains.
"I never knew I would ever witness the return of legends," Yukiko muttered, staring at Vaelros.
As someone who had lived through the Undead Era, she had witnessed and heard countless stories about the sixty-nine undead generals who stood at the vanguard of the Bone Lich Emperor’s undead army.
While she had chosen to remain in the Tormented Chaos Abyss after the Divine Beast Tamer’s death, she would occasionally return to the universe whenever she sensed something alarming that required her strength to handle.
She had made a promise to Kent’s past incarnation, the Divine Beast Tamer, that she would continue protecting the universe for as long as she lived.
Because of that promise, she was very familiar with the Bone Lich Undead Emperor and his sixty-nine undead generals.
Witnessing the likes of the legendary Undead Titan Kaizo and Vaelros, the Crimson Tyrant, awakening to reclaim their power brought her mind back to the countless stories she had heard about them.
And she wasn’t the only one.
As some of Kent’s wives recovered their memories, it became increasingly clear just what kind of monsters some of them had been in their past lives, and the legendary figures they had either heard about or even fought alongside.
"Hey, Vaelros, stop showing off and get your ass over here," Zareth said, glaring at the muscular undead tyrant who fought as though he had no regard for his own life.
Vaelros smirked and walked toward Kent. When he was close enough, he smiled.
"Glad to be back, Master. I suppose this time around, we will finally get to visit that place."
Kent nodded.
"We will, Vaelros. After all, your final awakenings will happen there. So rest assured, we will go there one day."
Vaelros nodded and walked to the side, already planning to challenge Kaizo to a duel.
Kent could see the fighting intent in his eyes as Vaelros turned toward Kaizo.
’If I remember correctly, they dueled 2,991 times in the past, and Kaizo won every single one of them. Makes me wonder if he plans on changing that this time around.’
Scenes of the countless chaotic battles between Kaizo and Vaelros flashed through Kent’s mind, bringing a smile to his face.
Now, he finally understood why Kaizo had been made his right-hand man despite having many subordinates who were more powerful than him.
Kaizo never stopped fighting, no matter how dire the battle became.
No matter what they were up against, Kaizo always made sure he stood at the vanguard, fighting for everyone and, most importantly, for the safety of his master.
He had been Sanders’ first creation, and if Kent was being honest with himself, Kaizo had always been his favorite creation.
He had created many impressive undead, such as Zareth and Sylara, but Kaizo remained his favorite and, in many ways, his finest masterpiece.
So he deserved everything Kent had planned to give him.
’We will have many adventures this time around, buddy,’ Kent thought inwardly before letting out a soft sigh.
He then turned and looked at the fifth cocoon, which had begun to tremble violently.
As it shook, Kent could sense waves of Space Qi gushing out from within.
"Such powerful Space Magic," Pandora muttered, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the fifth cocoon that housed Elyndra’s body.
As someone whose strength stood at the very peak of the universe, she had seen her fair share of prodigies.
However, sensing the kind of Space Essence pouring out of the cocoon, she felt that the undead about to emerge was one of the most dangerous wielders of Space Magic she had ever encountered.
In truth, Kent, who knew everything about Elyndra, understood that her true power had once been sealed by the heavens because, from what he knew, if she were allowed to unleash her full potential upon the universe, she would become a danger to everyone.
Her understanding of Space Magic came from a special treasure Sanders had incorporated during her creation.
While he could only create undead from bones, that did not mean he was limited to using bones alone.
The bones were merely the core ingredient.
He could always use additional treasures to strengthen them or even fuse those treasures into the bones during the creation process.
For Elyndra, Sanders had spent an enormous fortune purchasing a Space Dao Stone, a treasure rumored to have originated from the Primordial Chaos itself.
From what he knew, the Primordial Chaos, or the Primal Chaos as many called it, was the center of the Multiverse.
It was a realm that existed outside space and time, a mysterious domain where countless wonders and impossibilities could be found.
It was also believed to be the birthplace of creation itself.
The heavens held no authority there, which meant treasures originating from the Primordial Chaos were free from heavenly restrictions.
Sanders had used one such Dao Stone during Elyndra’s creation, and the result was one of the greatest wielders of Space Magic to ever exist.
CRACK!
The cocoon suddenly shattered.
A woman with flowing silver hair and an athletic build emerged from within, a beautifully crafted staff resting in her hand.
Elyndra possessed the body of a warrior. Her figure was toned and graceful rather than exaggerated, yet her beauty was breathtaking.
She had also emerged as a Demigod at the peak level, and with strands of Space Essence dancing around her body, it was clear she had awakened both her Space Sorceress Class and her Twilight Angel Bloodline.
Aside from that, she had also awakened her Space, Void, and Soul affinity, all at the Absolute stage.
Behind her hovered a massive disc-shaped diagram, its surface covered in countless glowing runes. More than a dozen tendrils hung from the disc, swaying gently as though they possessed lives of their own.
"The Calamity Space Disc," Kent muttered, his expression brightening as he stared at the artifact hovering behind Elyndra.
"Looks like we’re bringing out all the big guns from the start this time around," Sylara said with a cheerful smile as she watched Elyndra approach.
When Elyndra finally stopped before Kent, a smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you for awakening me again, Master. I know it has been a long time, but now that I’m back, feel free to send me on any mission in places you cannot personally go."
Kent smirked as soon as he heard that.
"We’re not stealing from anyone’s vault this time around, Elyndra."
"Oh?" Elyndra’s smile widened slightly.
"Then tell me when you change your mind, Master."
Naturally, Kent’s wives were completely lost.
They had no idea what had just transpired.
However, the members of the Undead Legion immediately understood the meaning behind that exchange.
Back during the Undead Era, one of the major reasons they had all been able to rise to such terrifying heights despite the growing demand for resources to upgrade them was because of Elyndra.
Or as they had affectionately called her back then...
Sticky Fingers.
With her mastery over Space Magic, she could quite literally go anywhere she wanted.
As a result, she had developed a rather notorious habit of visiting the vaults of powerful individuals.
Many of the cultivation resources, treasures, divine materials, and inheritances that had fueled the growth of the Undead Legion had mysteriously found their way into Sanders’ possession through her efforts.
In fact, had it not been for Elyndra, even the legendary Underworld Vault would have remained impenetrable to Sanders.
Kent shook his head helplessly.
Even after all these years, some habits clearly refused to die.
Just as he was about to tell Elyndra that he would never change his mind, the remaining seven cocoons simultaneously exploded.
BOOOOOOM!
Seven terrifying waves of aura erupted into the sky.
And before the stunned gazes of everyone present, seven deadly undead emerged from the shattered cocoons, each a monster in their own right, their presence alone distorting the surrounding space as though the world itself could barely tolerate their existence.