Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

Alex left Hurricane City with a heavy heart. Now that most members of the Mage Guild knew her true identity, no one stopped her.

As Thunder and Wind had said, unifying the Eldoria continent was still too difficult for Alex. Besides gaining the humans' approval, she also needed to conquer or gain the approval of the werewolves and vampires.

She was no match for a third-stage Sovereign level being on her own, and the relentless Sea Race on the Arsen continent showed no signs of letting up.

Moreover, the Angel race would surely retaliate for the destruction of their branches on the Eldoria continent. The undead empire wouldn't be spared.

In the evening, Alex received a report from the Liberty Church.

The alpha werewolf of the Skyreach Mountains had led a surprise attack on Eternal Night City the previous night, plunging the two races into all-out war!

Alex was taken aback. She had just been contemplating how to deal with these two races, and now they were fighting each other.

But it wasn't surprising. The werewolves and vampires had a long-standing feud. They were sworn enemies, and war was inevitable.

Two days passed quickly. News of the two Sovereign level Sea Race beings' deaths must have reached their leaders. The Sea Race could escalate their attacks and deploy even stronger forces at any moment.

Alex had to be prepared. The entire Arsen continent had become a battleground between the undead race and the Sea Race. If the Sea Race went all out, the undead race wouldn't be able to withstand them.

After two days of contemplation, Alex finally made up her mind.

Perhaps she could contact the dragon race. If they wanted to cooperate, the condition was that they send a third-stage Sovereign level dragon to help her deal with the Sea Race threat.

But the time wasn't right yet. The Sea Race had only shown signs of escalating their attacks. They hadn't taken any concrete actions.

Alex's priority was to break through to Sovereign level, which she estimated would take a few more days.

She also had to deal with the system issue before igniting her divine fire. Otherwise, it might have unforeseen consequences.

"Damn it, time is running out."

Alex was worried. She and Sophie were the only living beings in the vast undead Imperial Capital. Everyone else was on the Arsen continent.

Two Sovereign level souls could only summon one Sovereign level undead. This had created a bottleneck in the undead race's development, limiting their ability to rapidly increase their high-end combat power.

Alex, stripped down to her underwear, lay in bed, her mind heavy with worries.

...

At 3:00 AM, Alex jolted awake.

She threw on a nightgown and walked to the window. The red moon hung high in the sky. Dawn was still hours away, but she couldn't fall back asleep.

A sense of foreboding washed over her, a premonition of impending danger. Perhaps something had happened on the Sea Race battlefield on the Arsen continent.

She hurried downstairs, barefoot, and walked out of the palace, descending the steps towards the warehouse.

Her gaze swept across the vast warehouse, finally landing on a small, transparent orb in the corner where she stored special items.

"I'm glad I didn't throw this away."

She picked up the orb, a sense of relief washing over her.

With this, she could contact the Mage Guild at any time. If a major crisis arose, at least the undead empire wouldn't need to rely on other races for help. It would allow her to weather this difficult period.

"Death Spirit, recall the Death Dragon. Keep a close eye on the Sea Race and report any unusual activity immediately!"

Alex, clad in her thin nightgown, stood barefoot in the cold wind, addressing the empty, dark plaza.

A moment later, a Death Spirit clone materialized before her.

"As you wish, Queen."

Alex's worries were somewhat eased, but there were still two major threats: the Alpha Werewolf of the Skyreach Mountains and the Vampire Antediluvian of Eternal Night City, both third-stage Sovereign level beings.

It wasn't just their power that worried her. It was the fact that she had no idea when they might ascend to godhood.

"I need to deal with them as soon as possible..." Alex murmured, walking back towards the palace. Death Spirit vanished, and the undead Imperial Capital fell silent once more.

Meanwhile, on the Valoria continent, in the endless abyss.

Satan had just slain a King level demon. After examining its chaotic memories, he learned that the demon had been a messenger.

The message was simple:

The undead race and the humans have joined forces to eliminate all Angel race strongholds on the Eldoria continent. The era crisis is upon us!

Satan was stunned. He hadn't slept all night, his mind racing.

"The Eldoria continent, the undead race?"

At first, he didn't see anything unusual about it. But Earl, standing beside him, casually remarked, "It's gotta be her, right? There aren't any other undead races around."

Earl was just stating the obvious. He had never encountered any other undead besides Alex.

"Man, stop!" Cain quickly pulled the honest Earl aside, facepalming.

Why did he have to tell him that?

"Argh! Alex, you're insane!"

As expected, Satan went ballistic, his screams echoing through the silent abyss.

After venting his frustration, he turned to Earl, his eyes narrowed.

"Tell me, what's the strength of an Angel race branch?!"

"Emperor level or Sovereign level, I guess!" Earl stammered, taking a step back.

"Sovereign level? What's a Sovereign level? Is it stronger than Emperor level? I'm about to become an Emperor level man!"

"A Sovereign level being could probably crush an Emperor level being with a single finger..." Earl replied helpfully, scratching his head.

"Man, shut up." Cain quickly covered Earl's mouth, exchanging a look with him.

'Why are you being so blunt? Just humor him! Tell him that Sovereign level and Emperor level are similar, not that different.'

'Shouldn't we tell him the truth? What if he encounters a real Sovereign level being in the future?'

"What are you two whispering about?" Satan approached them, pulling them apart. "You don't think I'm discouraged, do you?"

Earl nodded, his expression saying "Yep, you are." Cain shook his head frantically, his eyes conveying his unwavering support for Satan.

As they were talking, a blinding light erupted from the abyss above, illuminating the night sky.

The golden light vanished as quickly as it appeared. The three of them stood frozen, speechless. Only Satan's pupils constricted, understanding the significance of that light.

Boom! Boom!

A series of deafening roars followed, and several terrifying auras washed over them, sending shivers down their spines.

Earl and Cain didn't recognize the auras, but Satan knew them all too well.

It was the aura of powerful demons.

"Recall all demons and servants within the abyss! Activate the alchemy magic circle!"

Satan was always serious when it came to important matters. The other two knew this well. At least in critical moments, he still possessed some rationality and the ability to make sound decisions.

Satan stood there, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He hadn't expected this crisis to arrive so soon.

"The Demon race and the Titan race are at war!"