Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

As the hand formed by the Spirit tossed the Spirit of the Insect Race ruler back into its body, the massive head of the Insect Race slowly regained consciousness.

In that instant, this creature prepared to resist. The enormous, grotesque head with its open and closing mouthparts rapidly gathered a large energy beam.

But before it could spew out, it immediately let out a pitiful scream, thrashing its massive insect body in the air.

Countless nether flames abruptly appeared on the Spirit of the Insect Race ruler.

The Spirit, like gasoline, ignited and burned, nearly enveloping the entire Spirit of the Insect Race ruler in nether flames.

"Damn! Damn! Zi Liyuan, I will not submit. I will let you taste the agony of nether flames burning your Spirit! Ah..."

Watching the Insect Race ruler rolling in the air, trembling all over in pain, Zi Liyuan had a faint smile on his lips.

He had successfully enslaved an Insect Race ruler. From now on, he could control the insect swarm and even make some genetic modifications.

The biological technology of the Insect Race was incredibly renowned among the alien races in the Sea of Realms.

"Well, this servant contract, I’ve had the God of Death as a witness. If you wish to resist, you must contend with the power of death."

What God of Death as a witness, those are just words to deceive fools.

Of course, this wasn’t entirely deceitful; after all, Zi had indeed fused a fragment of death Divinity now.

To speak candidly, as long as Zi Liyuan didn’t fall, there would be a significant chance he might become the new Death Magic God in the future.

The power of Divinity was not merely the Rule Power but included the authority to manipulate the Law of Death!

Ignoring the Insect Race ruler who was rebelling against the servant contract, Zi Liyuan rode on Dilys to begin cleaning up the battleground.

Now, the entire dimensional space was scattered with dust and debris, as well as the dead bodies of the Insect Race and Undead corpses.

He didn’t bother to even look at the lower-level junk, but for the corpses of Fourth tier Lords or above, he didn’t leave a single one behind.

To this end, he summoned hundreds of Corpse Witches to help clean up the battlefield.

Recycling corpses was a simple job, especially for a mage.

You couldn’t say a Corpse Witch wasn’t a mage; after all, they were undead wizards in their previous life and were only transformed into undead forms. Undead magic was still second nature to them.

A sweep of the mental power could essentially see through a small area, and then the valuable corpses were recycled and handed over to Zi.

A hundred kilometers of dimensional space was just so.

In just one hour, tens of thousands of insect swarm corpses and undead remnants were recycled, and the barriers of the dimensional space dissipated spontaneously.

The next moment, the entire space would be ejected from the dimensional space, returning to the Underworld dimension.

The environment was as black as ink, extreme glacial ice raged, and across the entire eternal night land appeared a vast hundred-kilometer crater.

"Ohhh, a large section of the Energy Vein is missing from the middle, and it looks somewhat bizarre."

The Spirit scanned, and the map overlay presented the terrain.

At this moment, there was not a single insect in sight here.

Not quite, the Insect Race ruler was still rolling on the ground. Though its body had no injuries, its Spirit remained enveloped in the fierce nether flame, enduring the agony of burning.

From the stiffening movements of this creature and increasing body convulsions, it seemed it’d be soon subdued after burning for several more minutes.

As for committing suicide, after being forced to sign the servant contract, its life and death were in Zi’s hands.

Without his permission, even suicide was impossible.

The reviving undead around continued to increase bit by bit, but there were no insects here anymore.

Zi Liyuan did not halt the "Undead Calamity" forbidden curse. Instead, he used the power of the Spirit to guide these undead, digging into the pathways the Insect Race excavated underground and surging in.

There were countless insects still in the Insect Race’s territory, and this undead army could just storm down to clear them out.

Meanwhile, in the Underworld, Shen Yurou, too, was facing off against the Alien Lords.

A massive mechanical army, like a torrent of steel, crashed into the territory of the Alien Lords.

Both sides came to a deadlock, and overall, while the mechanical army flattened many smaller towns, it never captured the largest city.

This Alien Lord resisted surprisingly tenaciously.

Perhaps due to constant battles with the insect swarm, this Alien Lord’s every move was a lethal blow, and most of them were wide-ranging AOE attacks.

Often with one strike, the mechanical army’s formations, like a torrent of steel, would have a gap.

Shen Yurou piloted her mecha forward, aiming to catch the enemy’s leader first, but was toyed with by the opponent’s bizarre speed as if walking a dog.

She couldn’t touch the hem of this Alien Lord at all.

If not for the exceptional defensive power of her mecha, along with a massive group of mechanical escorts, Shen Yurou might have been thrashed.

Of course, that was without Liu Yiqing making a move.

When the mechanical army surrounded the city and the steel torrent submerged the Alien Lord’s territory, Shen Yurou abandoned the plan to continue entangling with the opponent and retreated directly piloting her mecha.

"I’ll give you a chance, sign the Boundary Sea Contract, submit to Death Lord Zi Liyuan, and I’ll spare your life."

This was a talent, this Alien Lord called Christie Barbosa, a beautiful princess of an alien kingdom, though the nation had been annihilated, and she was now wanted.

Therefore, she had no capital to exit the Sea of Realms.

Plus, with the wealth of her kingdom’s treasury as her foundation, she reached the Fifth tier of power, making her one of the three major forces within the Underworld dimension.

Even as the weakest of the three forces, it still spoke to her strength.

After all, not everyone could endure so long under the attack of the insect sea.

"This princess will not submit to weaklings!"

Christie Barbosa looked at Shen Yurou with a hint of solemnity in her eyes.

Although the opponent’s power wasn’t stronger than hers, the mechanical army she had created was truly formidable.

Facing the Insect Race’s insect sea, she, though constantly retreating, hadn’t lost her composure.

But when facing Shen Yurou’s mechanical army, she truly exhausted her means and was ultimately surrounded by the army. Continue your story on NovelBin.Côm

Compared to the Insect Race’s assault without regard for death, the mechanical army understood joint combat and cooperative synergy.

This was one reason why her Corps had been so quickly defeated.

But she wanted to see how powerful that legendary Death Lord truly was.

She couldn’t afford to gamble; she could never return to Pogoryel Star. If she couldn’t make it to the first layer of the Sea of Realms, the only thing waiting for her was death.

But she had not yet avenged her nation and her family, so she couldn’t easily give up her life.

If she were to submit, then she had to be conquered!

Whether in terms of strength, body, or heart.

She didn’t mind attaching herself to a strong individual, but the prerequisite was that this attachment target must have the strength and force to help her exact her vengeance!

As a princess of a nation, political marriage was already ingrained in her bones.

As long as she could avenge her country, she could even throw herself into the deal!

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To spend a small price to gain some detailed intelligence on Christie Barbosa was not too simple.

After all, upon entering the Sea of Realms, many people were prepared to sever ties with their past and gamble either on success or martyrdom.

But other people’s detailed intelligence could bring its own share of resources, why hesitate?

From the start, Zi Liyuan’s intelligence had been sold out by some Blue Star Lords, was it really all the remnants of the Coalition of Nations doing it?

Zi Liyuan’s little book cataloged the numbers of those who had once betrayed him.

As his forces continued to expand, basically capturing half of New World No. 99, retribution was systematically underway.

The Lord numbers in the little book were spared not a single one from punishment; even those who wished to cringe and submit must see if they were noted as fools in that book.

Vengeful and unforgiving, this was Zi’s consistent persona, and it could not afford to be tainted!