Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

Alex was stunned when she heard that the Angel race had sent pseudo-gods to directly engage in a full-blown war with the human race.

Seven pseudo-god angels had been completely wiped out, and among the Seven Guardians, Shadow, Water... and Wind had fallen.

Yes, Wind was dead. He had ascended to pseudo-god and perished on the same day, taking a pseudo-god angel with him.

Their spheres were indeed lacking in offensive power. It was no surprise that they were no match for the Angel race at the same level.

Liora brought Alex the news. The battle had ended a few days ago, and the humans and the Angel race were now at war. However, both sides seem to be refraining from deploying new pseudo-god level combatants for now.

Liora explained that the Angel race needed to conserve their strength to deal with other races. As for the humans, the surviving Guardians were severely injured and unable to fight, requiring a long period of recovery.

Surprisingly, Thunder and Fire had sustained the least injuries, suggesting they were the strongest among the Seven Guardians.

As for Nature and Earth, their tenacious vitality had allowed them to outlast their opponents.

Alex was shocked. She had just met Wind a few days ago, and now he was gone.

But one thing puzzled her. The Angel race had immediately deployed pseudo-gods after losing a Sovereign level being, and Eternal Night City had gone to war with the Skyreach Mountains after losing a Sovereign level vampire.

Why hadn't the Sea Race reacted at all after losing two Sovereign level beings?

Did they have an abundance of Sovereign level beings?

Alex had reached lv9 Emperor level and was just a step away from Sovereign level. But she knew she couldn't rush it.

As she was pondering this, Drake entered the hall.

"The dragon race's apostles have come to see me. They've declared war on the Angel race. They want us to stay out of the Angel race conflict and focus on holding back the Sea Race. They claim that the Sea Race, like the Angel race, has sided with the World's Heart."

"As expected, they're taking advantage of the war between the humans and the Angel race."

Alex wasn't surprised. Given the animosity between the dragon race and the Angel race, it would have been strange if they hadn't seized this opportunity.

"They also shared some information about the Sea Race. They've been a top-tier race since the Sea God era. For millennia, they've remained in the depths of the ocean, avoiding conflict. The dragon race suspects that their strength might rival that of the Angel race."

Drake's tone was grave. Alex was stunned.

The Sea Race was that powerful?

Historical records indicated that the Sea Race occasionally harassed the land, but their strongest forces were only King level. Now it seemed they had been hiding their true strength all along. After all, no race dared to challenge the entire Sea Race in their own domain.

"If they're allied with the Angel race, we're in trouble."

All the races on the continents were at war, leaving the Sea Race unchecked. If they joined forces with the Angel race, the humans, dragons, and demons would be doomed.

The Titan race was currently allied with the Angel race, and their strength was not to be underestimated.

"What should we do?"

Drake was worried. He knew that the undead relied on numbers for victory. They couldn't directly summon troops above first-stage Sovereign level.

Alex pondered the situation. The war between these top-tier races had far-reaching consequences. The undead race was in no position to intervene.

"Continue fighting the Sea Race. If they deploy pseudo-god level or higher combatants, we'll abandon the Arsen continent. For now, we can only hope that our race kings level up quickly."

"Okay." Drake nodded and left. The undead empire's main focus was now on the Sea Race battlefield on the Arsen continent.

Neither the dragon race nor the humans could easily extend the war to the Nytheria continent unless they were willing to face all the pseudo-god angels.

Therefore, the battlefield between the dragon race and the Angel race would likely be the Mossvale continent. Drake couldn't afford to focus on his own development anymore.

"Damn it, this is a headache."

Alex wasn't worried about the Sea Race deploying second-stage or even third-stage Sovereign level beings. Her concern was that if the Sea Race was truly as powerful as the Angel race, they might deploy pseudo-gods.

That would be a disaster. Not only would they lose the Arsen continent, but the undead empire would also suffer heavy losses against pseudo-god level pursuers.

What if they didn't play by the rules and attacked the Eldoria continent directly?

Crossing continents was no problem for gods.

No, she couldn't just sit here and wait!

Alex stood up and vanished from the undead Imperial Capital.

...

On the Eldoria continent, in the south, on the battlefield between the werewolves and vampires.

Hordes of vampires clashed with werewolves, their ranks filled with King and Emperor level beings. This was a serious conflict.

Alex hovered high above the battlefield, surveying the carnage below.

She was here because she was confident in her ability to assassinate either race's third-stage Sovereign level leader if she caught them off guard.

But Liora's report had reminded her that both leaders aspired to become true gods, leading their races to the top.

These Sovereigns had been stuck at the third stage for a long time, accumulating vast reserves of power.

Moreover, they were the rulers of their races. If Alex's assassination attempt failed, they might choose to become pseudo-gods, sacrificing their chance at true godhood to take her down with them.

If either the werewolves or the vampires had a pseudo-god, the undead empire would suffer losses. This was a risky gamble.

When either the alpha werewolf or the vampire antediluvian chose to become a pseudo-god, the World's Heart would provide unconscious protection, drawing power from the continent's core of will.

Only a true god could break through that defense.

To destroy the continent's core, she had to unify the continent. But to unify the continent, she had to eliminate the vampires and werewolves. It was a vicious cycle.

"Wait, that's not right!" A realization struck Alex. "I've fallen into a trap of my own thinking!"

"Why do I have to eliminate them? Their goal is to become true gods. Doesn't that mean they're neutral?"

If they were neutral, the undead could ally with the werewolves and vampires to face the era crisis.

But then Alex remembered the long-standing animosity between the vampires and werewolves. That was another major obstacle.

She was closer to the Skyreach Mountains, so she decided to head towards the werewolves' core territory.

...

The Skyreach Mountains were a vast expanse of mountains and forests. At the heart of this range stood a towering peak, its summit adorned with a magnificent palace complex.

This was undoubtedly the alpha werewolf's lair.

An eerie silence hung over the area. There wasn't a single werewolf in sight, and Alex couldn't sense any powerful auras within the palace.

"Strange."

Alex landed at the palace gates, which swung open on their own. A cold smile played on her lips as she stepped inside, unafraid.