Chapter 138 Born Lord? (Ch 138)

These days, the construction of the underworld is in full swing.

With the tireless day and night work of the undead army, the prototype of a small city in the center of the underworld has gradually been completed!

The undead built houses with huge bones dug out from the Bone Sea and paved roads with unknown minerals.

Buildings are rising from the ground. Although simple, they are beginning to take shape.

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yingchen sat upright in the spacious cab of the pillar, his body slightly leaning forward, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring intently at the towering Undead city in the distance – Frost Territory.

This city is the destination of his trip.

A few days ago, Dali led his skeleton regiment and made rapid progress in the world of the undead, invincible.

Finally, their hard work paid off and they successfully captured several undead spirits who had awakened their spiritual intelligence.

From these captives, Mo Yingchen learned his location and the general situation of the surrounding forces.

It turns out that this vast land is called the Endless Bone Sea.

The Endless Sea of ​​Bones belongs to the Frost Territory in front of us.

What surprised Mo Yingchen even more was that these undead spirits actually knew an important piece of news.

The lord of Frost Territory, Frost Soul, recently discovered a skeleton with awakened intelligence in the endless sea of ​​bones!

Because it costs a lot to open the teleportation array leading to the central city of Skeleton City.

The Frost Soul then spread the message, asking the surrounding undead who had awakened their intelligence to go to the Frost Territory on their own, intending to teleport them all there at once.

“A skeleton awakened in the endless sea of ​​bones?”

When Mo Yingchen heard the news, his eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light.

Who else could this skeleton be except Xiao Cong?

He immediately ordered all the undead armies to advance at full speed, their target – Frost Territory!

Now, after several days of rapid march, the Frost Territory is already within sight.

Mo Yingchen’s eyes became sharper, as if they could penetrate the thick city walls and see everything inside the city.

“Master, we are less than ten miles away from Frost Territory.”

The Blood Demon’s voice sounded in his ears, interrupting Mo Yingchen’s thoughts.

“Um.”

Mo Yingchen responded softly, his eyes still fixed on the city.

“Pass the order down, the entire army should prepare for battle.”

“yes!”

The blood demon took the order and left.

Mo Yingchen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

He needs to adjust his condition to cope with the upcoming challenges.

The pillar stopped quietly in place, and the carriage was silent, with only Mo Yingchen’s steady breathing echoing softly in the air.

The war is about to begin!

……

In Frost Territory, inside the towering building in the center.

The atmosphere was suffocating and depressing.

Frost Soul sat on the bone throne, his face as gloomy as water.

“Trash! A bunch of trash!”

His hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall, filled with uncontrollable anger.

“It’s been so many days, and you still don’t know the other party’s background?”

“What do you eat?”

Below, a black warrior captain wearing heavy black armor was kneeling on one knee. This meant that he was a member of the Undead clan and was naturally unable to sweat.

Otherwise, my forehead would be covered in cold sweat.

The black warrior captain lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Frost Soul’s eyes that were flashing with dark blue flames.

“My Lord, I have done my best.”

The Dark Warrior Captain’s voice trembled a little.

“We sent out a large number of spies to try to infiltrate the enemy camp, but…”

“But what?”

Frost Soul’s voice suddenly rose, carrying a hint of chill.

“But…for some reason, those spies always lose contact suddenly. They are like a stone sinking into the sea, and none of them can bring back any news.”

“Moreover, the enemy’s defense is extremely tight, and our spies can’t get close at all.”

“The intelligence we have now is just insignificant surface information.”

“oh?”

Frost Soul raised his brows slightly.

“Tell me about it.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The Black Warrior Captain took a deep breath and continued:

“The enemy’s undead army is huge, at least tens of thousands of them.”

“However, there are not many high-level undead among them.”

“The strongest one we have discovered so far is only at level four.”

“As for the other lord…”

The Dark Warrior Captain paused, as if weighing his words.

“Even if the lord who has not shown up is stronger, he can only be at level five at best. He definitely cannot be as strong as you, sir!”

Hearing this, Frost Soul’s tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

“Only the fourth level…”

He muttered to himself.

If that’s the case, then it’s really nothing to worry about.

In the world of the dead, numbers have never been the key to victory or defeat.

Those who can truly influence the outcome of a battle are always those who stand at the top.

“Who is that lord?”

Frost Soul’s voice sounded again, with a hint of doubt.

“It’s been so many days, why is there no news at all?”

The Dark Warrior captain hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his guess.

“My Lord, I suspect…”

“The other lord is likely to be a natural lord!”

“Born lord?”

Frost Soul’s pupils shrank slightly.

“How do you know?”

“Because I found that there are many low-level undead in the enemy’s camp who obviously have not awakened their spiritual intelligence.”

“Apart from those natural lords who are born with the ability to command the undead, who else can so easily drive so many undead without intelligence?”

The Dark Warrior Captain explained.

Frost Soul was silent.

A solemn look flashed in his eyes that flickered with faint blue flames.

If the other party is really a natural lord, then things will be a bit troublesome.

The natural born lord is the most special existence in the world of the undead.

Once they awaken, they possess great power and the talent to command the undead.

He is the top talent that all Undead Lords dream of.

“Continue to monitor.”

After a long while, Frost Soul slowly spoke.

“If there is any sign of trouble, report it to me immediately.”

“Yes, my Lord!”

The captain of the black warriors responded respectfully and then slowly left the hall.

Frost Soul sat alone on the bone throne, lost in thought.

There was a complex light flickering in his dark blue eyes.

Under the hall, next to a huge bone pillar, Xiao Cong was tightly bound by a thick chain.

He pricked up his ears, trying to catch every word of conversation between Frost Soul and the Black Warrior Captain.

A faint glimmer of expectation flashed quietly in his eyes.

Could it be him?

Will Mo Yingchen come to find me?

However, this glimmer of hope was soon extinguished by his own hands.

Probably… not really.

Mo Yingchen is not an undead, so how could he be a natural lord?

After all, in Xiao Cong’s memory, Mo Yingchen had never summoned an army of undead in front of him.

Xiao Cong naturally had no way of knowing that Mo Yingchen possessed the powerful ability to control the undead.