I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

Indeed, the bloodstains scattered throughout this main building are ough to prove the massacre that the monster inflicted upon the palace.

The Skeletal Abominations outside couldn't get in, so the monster that attacked must still be lurking within.

One must understand, anything from the Land of the Dead is of an eternal kind, meaning that monster is definitely not dead yet!

Both Medusa and Little Gre had grave expressions. If this were true, just how powerful had the monster grown over countless years?

They waited for a while, but the monster did not appear.

"Regardless, let's head to the node in the main hall first. We can explore this place later." Charles pondered aloud.

The group of returned dead in the Sere Forest cannot be ignored. If they reach a certain level of existce and op up the boundary to the Land of the Dead...

Just thinking about the bone dragons and liches that could blot out the sky made Charles's scalp tingle.

If that day truly arrived, not only would all the Overlords here be completely transformed, but ev Charles and his group would be left with only one brood chamber, starting a large-scale death race across realms!

Yes, once the boundary betwe the Land of the Dead and the Contint of Overlord aligns, it won't just be like this isolated kingdom. It would be a monumtal evt for the tire Land of Turmoil!

Hearing this, the two wom followed Charles out. They had no particular attachmt to this ruin, once this situation was resolved, their master would sd the Zerg army to sweep through this place anyway.

They walked slowly along the previous wall, the clear sound of their footsteps causing a slight unease in their hearts.

Wh they had come earlier, the monsters outside the gate had be incessantly pounding on the door, creating quite a racket.

But now?

It was too quiet.

Had the monsters outside left?

Charles felt a bit uneasy, and his steps instinctively grew lighter.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Wh the tire vironmt became utterly silt, ev breathing produced distinct sounds, let alone an tire crowd.

They were getting closer and closer to the teleportation node, now just a corner away from the main hall.

Suddly, a gre poison scre stretched across that corner, and countless hideous monsters rushed into it, turning into pus one by one.

Naturally, it was Little Gre who acted, a hint of disdain on her slightly childlike face.

They wer't stupid, the chaotic noise clearly indicated that the monsters had already gott in.

Trying to ambush from behind... not quite as clever as she was!

The monsters dropped their pretse and attacked Charles and his group from four directions, taking advantage of the terrain.

The stch filled the tire hall, and more undead creatures kept pouring in from outside the gate, while the teleportation node was situated right behind a gigantic, fat monster.

Charles frowned and glanced at his data eye.

[Royal Corpse]

[Race: Undead]

[Combat Power: Mid-Tier Rank Four]

[Skills: Undead Wail, Hammer of the Dead, Infernal Whisper, Blood Field]

[Description: A terrifying corpse demon that has devoured the bloodline of an tire royal family and merged with the fate of a kingdom...]

A mid-tier Rank Four corpse demon, with such appearance and skills, was undoubtedly a work of the Land of the Dead.

Although he didn't know why such an existce would descd here specifically to catalyze this creature, Charles decided to kill it first and ask questions later.

Mid-tier Rank Four, with his full power unleashed, he could definitely take it down!

"Little Gre, Medusa, clear out these small monsters. Once they're mostly dealt with, focus on my fight with this big guy." Charles instructed in a low voice. The two wom didn't waste any time and immediately started using their abilities to clear the nearby undead creatures.

"Roar!" The horrifying corpse demon let out a sharp screech, causing discomfort to both Medusa and Little Gre, while the undead creatures seemed to go berserk as if they'd tak stimulants.

These dominion skills were esstial for an undead sovereign, the perfect weapon for controlling the undead.

But Medusa and Little Gre wer't pushovers either. Medusa, a mid-tier Rank Three with powerful AOE abilities, and Little Gre, a high-tier Rank Three with exceptional single-target prowess, could easily handle these sub-Rank Four monsters.

Just as the corpse demon attempted to use its skills again, a crimson spear flew from afar, sding it flying out of the hall.

Charles dusted off his somewhat dirty clothes, his eyes full of fighting spirit as he chased after it with Overlord's wings: "Big guy, your oppont is me!"

Although Charles was only a low-tier Rank Four, that was his base combat strgth without the excitemt of Bloodthirsty Zerg or activating the Blood of the Overlord.

If he unleashed his full power, while he couldn't quickly slay the corpse demon, defeating it wouldn't be difficult.

[Charles]

[Race: Zerg]

[Class: The Zerg Overlord]

[Combat Power: Low-tier Rank Four to Mid-tier Rank Four]

[Skills: Overlord's Power, Imperial Might, Bloodline Intsification, Thousand Insects Devouring Heart Formation]

[Description: The supreme Overlord of the Zerg race, a powerful Overlord with the pottial to challge the gods, for whom fighting across ranks is as easy as eating and drinking.]

The massive corpse demon was still being hurled through the air, but Charles, with his Overlord's wings, had already arrived at its landing spot.

Watching the massive flesh bag hurtling toward him, Charles's lips curled into a slight smile.

Instead of summoning his Overlord's spear again, he made some strange hand signs.

"Thousand Insects Devouring Heart Formation." Charles whispered, and a radius of approximately 00 meters was veloped in dless darkness.

Th, a gigantic purple python head oped its maw and swallowed the corpse demon whole. The terrifying might was at least five times stronger than wh Medusa used her abilities!

"Roar!" The corpse demon roared in anger, and the eyes of the purple python head showed a trace of pain, soon being corroded by the death ergy inhert to the undead.

Before it could gather its wits, a dazzling, towering poison scre descded upon it, forming a jade-gre prison.

At the same time, terrifying Zerg phantoms furiously gnawed at the corpse demon's flesh.

Due to the overwhelming death ergy emanating from the demon, countless Zerg warrior phantoms took turns, one after another, continuing the feast.

This was Charles's own Thousand Insects Devouring Heart Formation, replicating and hancing all his units and hero tities within the domain.

He alone was the Zerg, he alone was an army!

Yet, ev so, the powerful mid-tier Rank Four corpse demon was no pushover like those defseless coalition forces.

Its twisted, hideous face contorted further, and the bloodied hand being devoured morphed into a giant flesh hammer.

"Roar!"

With a beastly roar, the massive flesh hammer pounded reltlessly against the Zerg phantoms and the jade-gre poison scre.

But in the next momt, a dark beam shot out from the shadowy domain, striking the corpse demon directly.

The demon's eyes shifted from violt and cruel to dazed and confused. Instinctively, it swung its Hammer of the Dead at its own head with full force.

Bang!

Brains splattered everywhere, and the once terrifying corpse demon fell by its own hand in the d.

Seeing this, Charles wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head.

That dark beam was a mtal technique researched by Catherine, specifically designed to target these undying undead creatures.

The destructive intt carried by the Hammer of the Dead—he had bet on it working to kill the creature!

He had set up this scario for so long just to sure that the demon's highest single-target damage skill would hit itself.

It seemed to have worked.

Otherwise, relying solely on activating the Overlord bloodline and gaging in hand-to-hand combat would have be too unpredictable.

This must be why Eve said that mages are so revered—avoid close combat whever possible!

Seeing that the corpse demon wouldn't be getting up anytime soon, Charles glanced over at the two wom.

He couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Little Gre was perched at the trance on a chair made of toxic fumes, casually waving her hand to mow down waves of undead creatures.

Large-scale AoE skills wer't limited to the poison scre. As the Celestial Poison Empress, Little Gre had no shortage of wide-area attacks.

And Medusa? She had be skirting the edge of Charles's battle with the corpse demon, ready to use Serpt Emperor's Shadow to swallow the demon whole at any momt.

Medusa was reliable, Little Gre was just too playful.

"Master, watch out!" Medusa's sudd warning made Charles instinctively dodge a massive hammer strike.

The undead's power was formidable, but its decaying, foul stch was impossible to hide.

To Charles's surprise, the corpse demon was still not dead and didn't ev seem to be seriously injured.

This thing was insanely tough!

At that momt, Medusa transformed into Serpt Emperor's Shadow, swiping the demon far away with her tail.

She had no choice, her currt peak combat strgth was that of a high-tier Rank Three. Ev with some tricks, she could only barely reach low-tier Rank Four.

Rank Three was just too weak, making it impossible to use her Rank Sev abilities!

"Master, I just used Serpt Emperor's Shadow to convert destructive force into a powerful push. That thing won't be back for a while. Let's quickly return to the node and continue exploring later." Medusa urged anxiously, rushing to Charles's side after her successful strike.

She had witnessed the battle and understood the terrifying defse of the corpse demon. Ev her tail swipe hadn't harmed it!

Perhaps her master could wear it down over a few hours with the Overlord's spear, but the priority now was to return to the Sere Forest and report everything.

Th... mobilize the tire Zerg army, harness the power of the Observers, and unite all Overlords to annihilate every returned dead!

Only th could the ultimate d be averted.

Charles understood this. Though he was tempted to have a thrilling showdown with the corpse demon, there were more pressing matters...

They had to go back.

Glancing at Little Gre, who was still holding her own, he sighed, "Little Gre, we're heading back. Be careful, or we'll leave you behind."