In the endless cycle of war, slaughter, and plunder, the Undead Slaughter Territory is imbued with ever-increasing Undead Slaughter Divinity and Soul Energy, continuously summoning more Undead Soldiers, forming new Undead Legions, which expands the scope of the entire battle, thereby gaining more Divine Nature Force and plundering more Soul Energy.
This is a virtuous cycle.
Where there is joy, there is also sorrow.
The Ghoul King himself stationed at the Howling Peaks angrily roared: "Aldridge, you idiot, it doesn't matter if you die, but you have dragged me into this war quagmire.
It's fine if you're truly dead.
But if you're not dead, one day, I will dig you out and tear your bones and soul to shreds!"
He suffered the most from the trickery of the Corpse King.
The two Ghoul Armies he sent were not entirely based on inside-outside tactics, yet he did not anticipate the quick demise of the Corpse King.
