The wind was strong. The Queen of Fury let down a huge ax of lightning on the floor, wearing armor with a powerful thruster. Behind her were the ground troops consisting of the eight clan's soldiers that were staring north, fully prepared for the coming war.

The squadrons of the Asura and Yaksha clans also lined up. Behind them were dragons that had subdued various huge beasts while the Garura and Karvinka tribesmen prepared to fly at any time, holding their spears and bows. The Deva tribesmen whose mana was particularly strong among the eight clans operated the magic guns that fired mana in the rear, and the tribesmen of the Mahoragas and Gandarabas clans were mixed with other forces of the eight clans, depending on their specialties.

The southern troops that the Queen of Fury hastily mobilized for the war totaled about 32,000.

The number of the northern army was estimated to be about 70,000 to 80,000, so the southern troops led by the queen were less than half of the northern troops.

However, the southern army did not consist solely of the tribesmen of the eight clans. The Queen of Fury had a strong alliance called the Dragon Legion.

Now, the queen looked far away. She noticed the flow of magic swirling wildly under the red sky. It was caused by the magic field that the northern army activated to interfere with the large-scale magic of the southern forces.

On the battlefield of the demon world, magic was always a variable that produced miracles.

Accordingly, the northern army with an overwhelming number of troops had to get rid of this magic by all means.

The Queen of Fury noticed giant dungeon spirits among the skeletons, Orc warriors, Goblin riders, and other miscellaneous infantrymen. Cyclops, the one-eyed giant grasping a rock the size of a house, was so big that it looked like it was carrying the sky on its head. Chimeras with the heads of lions, Griffon and Drake cried out viciously, and the Hydras with nine heads and potent poisons and many unknown beasts showed off their extraordinary presence.

It was one of the reasons why the Queen of Fury gave up her dungeon fortress and took the lead to fight them. The high wall of her dungeon fortress was meaningless in front of dozens of super-large enemy spirits. Rather than being beaten unilaterally in one place, it was better for her to confront them on a wide plain.

The Queen of Fury bit the big horn in her mouth. She was counting the numbers, staring at the northern forces that started marching toward her army.

The dirt had risen densely everywhere. Even though she was far away from them, she felt as if the hot breath of the Goblin riders seemed to tickle the tip of her nose.

The roaring of the northern forces filled the sky. The earth was shaken by the clouds of tens of thousands rus.h.i.+ng toward the southern army.

But the southern army stayed patiently. Holding their weapons, they suppressed their growing tension and clenched their teeth.

At some point, the Queen of Fury finally blew the horn. Its loud and magnificent sound penetrated through the northern army's roaring.

The queen didn't order the army to charge at their northern counterparts. The southern troops were patient again this time. The sound of the queen blowing the horn reached the sky, and the second reason why the queen chose to fight became apparent. The Dragon Legion appeared suddenly in the sky. Ancablosa, who stood out among the dragons in the red sky, pierced through the clouds and appeared herself, and the dragon soldiers lined up behind her opened their mouths at once.

It didn't matter that the queen couldn't use ma.s.sive magic because of the magic field. The most powerful weapon of the dragons was never magic.

Their huge shadows in the sky were cast over the northern army's heads. Then the Dragon Breath of the dragon soldiers from the sky rained down on the northern troops on the ground.

Light, lightning, and flames struck the ground. At that moment, the Queen of Fury blew a second horn. Now, the southern army screamed violently and rushed toward the northern army.

The queen threw the horn and stood at the forefront of the southern army, holding a huge ax of lightning.

The queen knew her strength and weakness. So, she chose to fight at the front line instead of commanding the army in the rear. It was Biryubakcha, the head of the Garura clan, in the sky that commanded the southern army.

Biryubakcha's order was issued to each unit of the southern army. Since this was a battle between tens of thousands of troops on both sides, it would not end up being a simple confrontation. Both the southern and northern forces had their own formations for the battle.

The southern and northern forces finally clashed. The Queen of Fury, who was at the forefront of the southern army, wielded the huge ax of lightning with all her might. The Ogre's upper body exploded when he was rus.h.i.+ng toward her recklessly. With the Ogre's blood gus.h.i.+ng and the fragments of his bones scattering in all directions, the queen again swung the ax and struck the ground this time. The thunderbolt that occurred around the struck ground killed dozens of the Orc warriors around the Ogre.

Screams and explosions filled the battlefield. A ma.s.sive slaughtering war began on the plains.

The Queen of Fury moved her eyes more than her hands. She tried to check out the fighting in the sky, let alone the fighting on the ground.

In the sky, the Dragon Legion and the northern army's flying fleet were engaged in full-scale air combat. The giant eagles, which were said to live only in the north, attacked the dragons in groups, and the battles.h.i.+ps apparently belonging to the Dungeon Market fired the magic flames. Just like the dragon soldiers' Dragon Breath was a surprise attack, the ambush by the northern forces' flying squadrons was something they never expected. Since both sides hid their secret weapons, they were startled by each other's unexpected strike.

The Queen of Fury immediately rolled her eyes, briefly watching Ancablosa trampling on the back of the behemoth with seven heads and biting his neck. She wanted to find and support those soldiers of the southern army who were on the defensive at the moment.

The whole battlefield looked like a chaotic mess with huge beasts raging from both the sky and the earth and tens of thousands of troops colliding violently. But it wasn't. Looking down from high in the sky, Biryubakcha, the general commander of the southern army, knew that both the southern and northern forces were fighting as part of their grand strategies. The two armies pushed against each other in a strange balance, and many of their units on the left and right began a complex operation.

"Kirtimuka! Help them on the left!"

Shouting at her, the Queen of Fury swung the huge ax at the same time. Six Orc warriors were smashed into pieces at once, and her bodyguards headed by Kirtimuka threw themselves toward the queen.

Some of the southern units on the left were crumbling. There were too many northern soldiers on the right who rushed to defeat them. Left neglected without any support, the southern units were certain to be defeated, which would change the tide of the battle.

On the battlefield, the pa.s.sage of time could be weird. As the moments between life and death continued, every minute and second felt much longer.

Finally, the Queen of Fury grabbed the huge ax again then injected a stronger mana into the G.o.dly Energy of Fury. At that moment, the queen saw the head of the Garura clan shouting. A very good piece of news was delivered through the communication device attached to her ear.

[They are here!]

"Skullkull!"

The sound of a bizarre roaring echoed into her ears clearly.

The Queen of Fury swallowed. She shouted with joy at the arrival of the reinforcements in the rear that she forgot to notice because she was so absorbed in the fighting.

They attacked the northern forces who struck against the left wing of the southern army. At the forefront of them was Skull, the incarnation of death on top of a pitch-black beast.

Skull, the Avatar of Death, who was created through Yong-ho's final synthetic reinforcement.

Skull's violet eyes flashed from his pure and white skull. A purple or almost black light sparkled between Skull's black armor, and his dark red cloak broke the surroundings.

Then Skull swung Baphomet's sickle. He fully inherited the power of the incarnation of death that had come to the alien world in the distant past, dealing a fatal blow to all those who touched the tip of the sickle. It didn't matter whether they were Orcs, Ogres, and Trolls.

Even several huge beasts and demon beasts could not dare to block Skull. And behind that incarnation of death, the Corps of Death made a silent roar.

They were none other than Skull's unit with a dozen Death Knights taking the lead. All of them, armed with magic weapons, were in sync with Skull. They rushed without any hesitation. They crushed, cut, kicked, and trampled the northern forces.

They had tremendous destructive power. The right-wing of the northern forces was shattered by the Skull unit's strike. Moreover, their striking speed was very fast. The Skull unit comprising of only several hundred were certain to annihilate the right-wing of the northern army, which was more than ten times their size.

"Skullkull!"

Skull roared. His violet energy of death covered the earth, which brought about a terrible and surprising thing. The northern soldiers, who were smashed to pieces, became the undead and stood up. Then they rushed toward the northern soldiers who were their allies a little while ago.

Many soldiers of the northern army died but stood up again as undead. The more the northern army's soldiers died, the number of undead also increased. More and more northern soldiers were dying accordingly. Indeed, it was a series of nightmares for the northern army.

But that wasn't all. The Queen of Fury felt her heart was beating fast. She got thrilled, clutching her chest before she knew it. In great excitement, she turned her head toward the southern sky.

"The King of Greed!"

Salami, who was transformed into a huge heatwave dragon, flew behind the Skull unit. And on his back Yong-ho—the King of Greed—was standing. He was dressed in silver dragon armor, according to the wish of the Queen of Fury.