Heroes and Enemies: Lord of the Undead
Chapter 47: Dragon’s Fury, Crushing the Defenders!

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Wailing Banshees!

Screaming Shadows!

Desperate Curses!

Even though the enemy's army surged forward like a relentless tide, Lin Jin remained unfazed, releasing three of his most powerful skills with a calm demeanor.

A chilling scream spread through the air, creating invisible ripples that swept through the enemy ranks. The Cold Blood Cavalry's speed visibly decreased, their orderly formations starting to falter.

Above, a swarm of Poison Scorpion Lions also showed signs of weakening, as the dark energy from the Undead Dragon King's influence spread through them, robbing them of their former strength.

The only exception was the Black Dragons—they remained as domineering as ever, charging toward Lin Jin's forces with relentless speed.

"Dragon's Fury!"

Lin Jin lowered his right hand, releasing the Black Magic Sword, and raised the Dragon King Shield with his left hand. The shield flashed with a sinister light as the dragon-shaped emblem seemed to come alive. A deafening roar echoed, reverberating across the battlefield.

At that moment, the Ghost Dragon King and the eight Ghost Dragons surrounding him unleashed an overwhelming aura. The flames of Undead Fire around them swelled, their power rising exponentially.

Especially the Ghost Dragon King, whose eyes glowed blood-red as the Undead Fire spread across its skeletal frame, making it seem like a towering force on the battlefield.

Now, Ghost Dragon King stood as the supreme ruler of the army, exuding dominance and authority over all.

"Attack!"

Lin Jin lowered the Dragon King Shield and issued a calm, collected command.

"Roar!"

The Ghost Dragon King unleashed a mighty roar and flapped its massive wings, charging toward the Black Dragons and Poison Scorpion Lions.

Filled with burning power, it surged forward with a destructive drive, its soul filled with violent rage, eager to destroy everything in its path.

With a single flap of its skeletal wings, Ghost Dragon King closed the gap and lunged toward the Black Dragons.

"Dragon's Breath!"

The Black Dragons, each spewing fiery breath, sent waves of flame rushing toward the Ghost Dragon King.

The Ghost Dragon King's dragon's breath, capable of burning souls, clashed with the Black Dragons' fiery breath. The intensity of the collision caused a momentary explosion of flames and ash.

But despite the overwhelming barrage of dragon flames, the Ghost Dragon King's breath remained unyielding, repelling the five Black Dragons' attacks with ease.

The scene was awe-inspiring. The Ghost Dragon King's presence alone pushed through the black flames, its form dominating the battlefield like a god of destruction.

Ghost Dragon King, powered by Lin Jin's leadership, had proven itself far superior to the former Golden Dragon King.

"Roar!"

Frustrated by the deadlock, Ghost Dragon King flapped its wings once more, sending a shockwave that cleared the surrounding air. Its dragon's breath grew even more intense, pouring out with renewed power.

Boom!

Another deafening crash echoed as the Ghost Dragon King's breath overpowered the five Black Dragons' fire, sending them into disarray and causing them to lose control of their own attacks.

Seizing the opportunity, Ghost Dragon King charged forward, locking onto the middle Black Dragon, which had not yet reacted.

In a blur of motion, Ghost Dragon King slammed into the Black Dragon, its massive claws and teeth sinking deep into its neck.

It was pure brutality.

The Ghost Dragon King was like a ruthless predator, hunting its prey with primal fury. The Black Dragon struggled to break free but was utterly outclassed. Each attempt to resist only made the Ghost Dragon King bite down harder, its savage power overwhelming the creature.

Another Black Dragon tried to intervene, but Ghost Dragon King's tail lashed out with brutal force, knocking the intervening dragon aside and sending it flying through the air.

One Ghost Dragon King was enough to crush five Black Dragons, its path of destruction unstoppable.

"Roar!"

Meanwhile, the other eight Ghost Dragons joined the fray, charging forward to engage the remaining enemies.

Four Ghost Dragons took on the four Black Dragons, while the remaining four focused on the Poison Scorpion Lions.

As the Ghost Dragons' breath clashed with the Poison Scorpion Lions, one by one, the scorpions fell from the sky like raindrops, their bodies overwhelmed by the force of the Undead Dragons' attacks.

The Poison Scorpion Lions, despite their venomous tails and paralyzing toxins, were utterly ineffective against the Ghost Dragons. The Undead were immune to paralysis, rendering the scorpions' attacks laughable in comparison.

The Poison Scorpion Lions fell in droves, their once-proud bodies crumpling under the relentless assault.

On the ground, Usher led the 10 Spectral Horsemen and 4 Soul Reapers into a wedge formation, charging directly at the Cold Blood Cavalry.

At this moment, however, it wasn't Usher leading the charge—it was Lin Jin himself, commanding the Undead Cavalry and applying his strategic attributes to them.

Although Usher gave a strong bonus to the Undead Cavalry, Lin Jin's Plague of the Undead provided a similar enhancement, and his Dragon King Shield was boosting his army's effectiveness significantly, especially in terms of defense.

As the two cavalry forces collided, the Cold Blood Cavalry, with only a mere 14 units, were no match for the overwhelming force of 500 Undead Cavalry.

The Cold Blood Cavalry's long spears barely scratched the Soul Reapers and Spectral Horsemen, their attacks failing to leave even a mark on their armor. The damage was laughable.

Each Soul Reaper and Spectral Horseman fought like unstoppable generals, cutting through the enemy ranks with ease.

The Cold Blood Cavalry's long spears occasionally landed strikes, but they were like paper cuts, offering little threat as they bounced off the Undead Cavalry's defenses.

The battlefield was littered with the bodies of the Cold Blood Cavalry, their once-proud charge now reduced to a slaughter.

Usher continued to cut through the ranks, his broad sword cleaving through the Cold Blood Cavalry with brutal precision.

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